You Must Be Sorry!
Chapter 18 (Step Fever)

The goddess rolled lazy eyes, she was furious with her brother-in-law who thirsted for the enjoyment of the world.

In the morning, when Asir was about to leave for work he also said goodbye to his lover.

“I go first baby, take good care of the children, I try to get a babysitter today.” Asir kissed the Goddess's forehead.

“Oke mas, be careful on the road yes.” The goddess kissed the back of her in-laws hand.

After that, Asir got in the car and left for the office with Darman, the new driver at his house.

“Hum... Finally, the shucks left too, I better check 2 naughty rats first.” then the Goddess went to her nephew's room.

Upon reaching her, the Goddess opened the door of the room she had locked all night.

Retek!

Krieett!!

When the door was wide open, Dewi saw the Emir shed tears non-stop. Netra's eldest son Fi and Asir stared pusher at the younger brother who was lying in a bed full of sweat.

“Why are you crying?” asked the Goddess, while approaching her nephew's bed.

Hearing the voice of the aunt, the Emir who was afraid to wipe his tears, because he still remembered the ban of the aunt who did not allow them to cry.

“Andri hot aunt.” said Andri while holding back his tears so as not to flow in front of the Goddess.

“Stupid!” pluck up! The Goddess hit the Emir's head in annoyance. “Why didn't you tell aunt or Art?” then the Goddess put her hand on Andri's forehead.

“Tolol really are you!” The Goddess pinched thin Emir's stomach. “It's as important as this that you just keep quiet not telling anyone? Is your brain healthy?” The goddess scolded her nephew for making new work on her.

“Sorry aunt, because the door can not be opened, I so can not go out to tell aunt or papa.” The Emir wiped his tears before falling onto his cheek.

“They can shout, for what god gave you a mouth this big!” The goddess squeezed his nephew's lips. “Ambilate thermometer!”

The Emir who went awry in the eyes of his mother's sister just kept quiet, unable to say anything, what else to fight.

The little Emir took the Infrared Digital thermometer, from his closet drawer and his sister. After that he gave it to the Goddess.

“This aunt!”

Then Dewi took the thermometer roughly from the Emir's hand. Then Dewi directed the thermometer sensor to Andri's forehead who fell asleep without opening his eyes.

*****!

“Sial!” Dewi cursed, because the Emir's body temperature reached 38 degrees Celsius.

“Emir, get medicine box!” goddess's Decree.

Then the Emir took the medicine box in his room sideboard.

“This aunt.” The Emir gave the medicine box to the Goddess.

Dewi also received it, then Dewi took Paracetamol with a dose of 500 mg. The Emir who suspected the aunt would give the Adult medicine to his sister immediately reprimanded the Goddess.

“Tante, said the mother to the parents, make ade and me, drink Paracetamol syrup.” The emir showed me the bottle of heat-lowering syrup he meant.

“Be quiet, both Paracetamol, so its function is just as stupid!” The goddess wanted

Andri quickly recovered giving special drugs for adults.

Because the pill form was so large, Dewi took the initiative to destroy the pill first. After that he put it in the syringe, do not forget he added water to it, then Dewi pull out the syringe, so as not to hit the mouth of Andri later.

“Wear this let be fast, and certainly directly to his stomach.” then Dewi open the mouth of his nephew who still closed his eyes. Next, Dewi inserted the syringe tube while at the base of Andri's tongue.

The goddess pressed the syringe plunger, in order for the medicine that had been mixed with water to come out and into the stomach of her nephew.

The goddess was relieved, after finishing her task.

“Lucky, Andri if sick no crying, sleep well yes Ndri.” The goddess who has no experience caring for small children mistakenly thinks, it turns out the sound of Andri not because of sleepiness, but loss of consciousness caused by step or commonly called febrile seizures.

“But aunt, Andri not usually like this, sleep too long.” Emir felt awkward with the change of sleep of his sister.

“Awn Emir! Adults wake up and sleep is not certain! You're a very smart little boy, saying this and that to me! Already, you better take a shower and eat yourself!” The goddess who wanted to continue her delayed sleep, intended to immediately return to her in-laws room.

“Tante..” The Emir calls the Goddess.

“What else is a baffle?!” pekik Goddess.

“Why is aunt always close to my papa?”

Hearing the less weighty question from the Emir, made Dewi laugh bitterly.

“Don't go with your papa, I'm also close to my wealth, hahaha!!” the laughter of the Goddess shrieked. He then came out of his nephew's room.

At 15:00, the newly awakened Goddess headed to the bathroom to clean herself up, after which, she went to her nephew's room.

“What Andri is up?” asked the Emir who was sitting next to his sister who was still lying down.

“Not aunty, we take it to the hospital only aunty, I'm afraid the brother is seriously ill.” Emir's feelings are not calm, because his sister has not woke up since closing her eyes began last night.

“Yes God, you don't let Mir! Your sister is just a common fever, if you go to the hospital, the doctor will also give the same medicine, you are small already look extravagant character.” The goddess criticized the nature of her nephew.

The Emir lowered his head, then he laid his body next to the younger brother.

“Ade, fast healing yes, brother does not have friends if ade sick.” The Emir hugged his sister. Then the Emir buried his face into Andri's shoulder, so that the aunt could not see him shed tears of sadness.

“Ehm, have you eaten?” ask Dewi, because he is afraid if the Emir follows sick.

“Not aunty,” sahut Emir, while wiping his tears with the hands of his sister's clothes.

“Why? Should you eat, or you intentionally? So I'm in trouble?” The goddess glared at her nephew.

“Lauknya spicy aunt, I can not eat,” said Emir.

“Just ask for another meal on Art! Your brain's a little Emir road!” The goddess was further stressed by her nephew.

“Iya aunty.” because he did not want to hear his aunt angry, the Emir went to the kitchen.

Upon his arrival, the Emir held the tip of the Viennese shirt.

“Bi, please cook porridge for me.” The Emir asked Art for help, whom he had just met.

Then Vienna who was washing dishes in the sink glanced sharply at the Emir who was next to him.

“What the esteemed young master did not see

what am I working on right now?” Vienna imitated the Goddess' vile attitude towards her two young masters.

“But I'm hungry, and of course also told me to eat soon.”

Vienna who got the coercion from the Emir danced the rough plate he had in his hand to the sink.

“My hands are only two young masters! I can't do everything at once, if the young master wants to porridge, cook it himself, after all, if really hungry, the young master must eat whatever is available, including boiled stone!”

...Seriate......