
Sumirah ran to the car. He knew the man would not be able to work. However, who was able to tear down that stubborn man?
"What's wrong with sir?" ask Sumirah to the driver who was opening the door.
"Mr relapsed again in the meeting room, so ordered to go home by the great lord."
"Ah, I guessed it. If not his father, how could he have complied" said Sumirah.
"Mr …."
"Why? Remember me?" Sumirah quipped Zayden tightly. He was upset when Zayden did not listen to his ban this morning. However, seeing him in such pain, he lost as well. "Hayn …. Come on, I'll help you into the room."
"Thank you, Mom."
"No need to thank you," Sumirah replied with pursed lips.
Zayden smiled faintly. Sumirah was angry because she forced her to go to work when the woman had banned her. Zayden felt very lucky to be met with good people.
"Lay. I'll call Zesa to take care of you" Sumirah said.
The man meets red. He was very happy if Zesa was willing to take care of him. Moreover, the girl was able to make her abdominal pain decrease with her reflex massage.
The girl initially refuses, as she feels awkward meeting Zayden. However, he was very anxious to hear that Zayden was unconscious. Of course it is just a story written by Sumirah alone.
"You go in first, I want to take the medicine," Sumirah said as she opened the door to Zayden's room.
Zesa came in carrying a large plastic container filled with warm water. His footsteps were heavy, his heart was pounding fast, and his hands were sweating. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"Are you okay, young master?" ask Zesa.
"Hm …." Zayden was in a lot of pain. He could not speak and simply answered Zesa's question with a murmur.
The man's body was filled with sweat. The shirt he was wearing was drenched, no longer able to absorb the cold sweat that came out endlessly. That made Zesa very worried.
"You have to go to the hospital, young master," said Zesa, worried. He picked up a slightly loose cotton shirt and returned to Zayden's bed. "I'll help you to change clothes, after that we go to the hospital."
"I don't want to go to the hospital" said Zayden in pain.
"You can't keep going like this. If left unchecked, the disease will get worse" Zesa said in an anxious tone.
He approached the man and sat down on the edge of the bed. Zesa lifts Zayden's body so he can replace a wet shirt with a shirt in his hand. For a moment, his hand floated in the air doubtfully.
"You open your own shirt" he said later.
He has never undressed a man in his entire life. It was embarrassing even if I just imagined it. His face felt hot as wild shadows flashed in his mind.
"Go! I'll change my own clothes" Zayden said, seizing the clothes in the girl's hand.
"No!" Zesa stood up and took back the shirt.
"God …. I have no energy to argue with you. Give me the shirt and go" Zayden said in a weak voice.
"No want! You have to go to the hospital," said the girl, persisting.
Zesa couldn't let Zayden in his wet shirt. The girl also ventured to unbutton the man's shirt. Zayden's refusal was ignored by him.
"Stop! I said, stop it, Zesa!"
Zayden clutched both hands of the girl. Three buttons were open. His wet chest was slightly visible to Zesa. The sweat-soaked wet chest looked sexy, just like when Zayden came out of the pool.
Gulp!
Holy hooch! What the hell happened to me? Why would I want to touch that burly chest?
"Let go of my hand, young master," Zesa pinta in a low voice.
His face looked to the side. He could not look at Zayden's chest. Zesa felt like a perverted girl who wanted a man's body.
"Do you usually do this to foreign men? You don't know, what you're doing is gonna make men lust after you" Zayden said.
He pulled the girl by the hand until her body lay on the bed. Zayden quickly turned around, afflicting a wacky body that had a height much shorter than him. The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
The eyes of two different types of human children were staring straight at each other into their beads. There was a strange tremor in Zesa and Zayden's chest. I don't know who started it? They ended up exchanging saliva with their eyes closed.
Sumirah just called Zesa. However, his eyes widened when he saw them lying in an overlapping position and kissing with heat. The middle-aged woman retreated slowly and went downstairs.
Geez! What I saw wasn't wrong, was it? They are ….
The woman sat in the dining room chair. It feels unbelievable. Zayden didn't want to touch any woman all this time, but he easily touched Zesa and even kissed her like that.
The man's kiss crept down to the neck. Zayden bit and sucked Zesa's neck which was not too long, nor too short. The bite brought Zesa's common sense back.
"Don'tie!" Zesa pushed Zayden's body to the side. He rushed down and tidied up his messy hair. "I-I'm sorry, young master. I~"
Zayden looked at Zesa with the corner of his lips raised. He touched his lips, even licked his own lower lip. Although he still felt stomach pain, but his mood changed after tasting honey on the lips of the girl.
"Sugary" Zayden said deliberately showing a satisfied expression.
"Huh?" Zesa lifted her face, looking at Zayden's face as if he was deliberately teasing her. "You must change your clothes immediately, Mr …." The girl turned her back to Zayden.
What the hell happened to me? Why would I return the kiss of young master Zay? You idiot! You idiot! What should I do in the future if this is the case?
The girl swore in the heart. Zesa regretted being unable to contain herself a moment ago. He could have pushed or rejected Zayden in the first place, but his body reacted differently with his heart.
Zayden took off his shirt, then replaced it with a loose shirt. After changing his clothes, he lay down. However, Zesa continued to force him to check his illness to the doctor.
Zesa persuaded Zayden tirelessly. The man refused while covering his face with a pillow. The girl kept trying and still got no results.
"I don't want to work for a stubborn and sickly master. I'd better go home and take care of my mother" Zesa warned. He turned around to leave, but his steps were held back by Zayden's embrace.
"Don't go! I'll go to the hospital with you. So, don't go! Please …."
Zesa was transfixed with both hands dangling beside her body. The man hugged her from behind even burrowing her face in the recess of her neck. They're not even lovers. Why is the situation suddenly like that? Zesa did not understand.
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