Hannan couldn't sleep. For some reason, he suddenly had a hard time closing his eyes. When he glanced to the side, he smiled a little to find Dhea who had been fast asleep since four hours ago.

After eating and taking the medicine earlier, Hannan asked Dhea to just lie down on the bed, with her accompanying him.

They don't do things as Dhea worries. Apart from Dhea being sick, Hannan doesn't want it either.

"This girl is really beautiful," Hannan muttered while rubbing Dhea's wrinkled forehead.

For a moment, he put his hand on the girl's forehead, then took a thermometer to measure Dhea's temperature.

'Still a bit high,' Hannan said to himself when he saw the number thirty-eight on the thermometer screen. 'Get well soon Baby.'

Hannan kissed Dhea's forehead briefly and then chose to get out of bed.

Even though this wasn't the first time he had trouble sleeping, this time he felt weird about himself.

Usually, if Hannan had insomnia, he would feel restless. But this time not at all, and he felt nothing but calm.

Finally, that thirty-two-year-old man sat on the sofa in the room, his eyes never leaving Dhea.

He stayed in that position for a long time, until he finally realized Dhea was moving restlessly in her sleep.

Quickly, Hannan climbed back onto the bed, then hugged her a little tighter while one hand gently stroked Dhea's back.

After that, it only took a few seconds for Dhea to finally calm down again.

This made Hannan relieved, and decided to force himself to sleep, fearing that Dhea would be restless again.

»Guide Me to Your Heart«

Dhea frowned as she felt a slight headache. It made her unable to open her eyes and complained a little of the pain.

However, it turned out to be heard by Hannan, who immediately opened his eyes and swiftly scanned Dhea's behavior.

"Dhe? What's wrong with you?" Hannan asked. "Your head hurts again?"

"Yes," answered Dhea briefly and slowly, because she could not bear the pain.

"Come on, I'll help you sit down. After that, you drink mineral water first."

Slowly, Hannan helped Dhea sit up and piled a pillow behind the girl so she could lean back comfortably.

After making sure his lover was comfortable, Hannan took a glass on the nightstand and helped Dhea drink. He also massages Dhea's forehead slowly, trying to help the headache pain a little less.

"Are you feeling better? Shall I make breakfast? What do you want for breakfast?” Hannan asked.

"Hmm? It's still five o'clock. Don't you want to continue sleeping?" asked Dhea back.

"You have to take medicine. It shouldn't be more than eight hours, right? But it's even been almost twelve hours you know," replied Hannan.

"Um... that's fine, if that's the case, I, whatever you cook, I'll eat it anyway. I'm not a picky eater."

"Okay. Wait here, just a moment. I think I have stock of instant porridge. It's okay to just eat it, right?"

"Yes Sir, no problem. Thank you."

Smiling, Hannan kissed Dhea's temple briefly before finally getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom to wash his face, before heading to the kitchen to make Dhea a quick breakfast.

»Guide Me to Your Heart«

"Are you feeling well?" Hannan asked as he felt that Dhea was more relaxed this morning.

After feeding Dhea breakfast with instant porridge and medicine, Hannan let Dhea rest for a while while he ate his breakfast alone in the kitchen.

It didn't take long for Hannan to have breakfast, because twenty minutes later he had returned to the room and found Dhea who was leaning relaxed on the headboard of the bed.

"It's pretty good," answered Dhea. "Thank you because I bother you."

"You don't bother me, okay? It's only natural that you ask me for this and that because we're dating."

"Are we really dating?" asked Dhea this time.

Hannan, who was already sitting on the edge of the bed beside Dhea, immediately frowned, not understanding. "Yeah, we're dating. Your question is strange," Hannan answered irritably.

"Relax, gosh. I'm just asking."

"Yeah... your question is as if you agreed that we were dating last night in an unconscious state."

"Well, as I said before, I'm just asking, okay?"

Hannan nodded his head and then took the thermometer on the nightstand and measured Dhea's body temperature because she saw that the girl was sweating quite a lot after taking the medicine.

"It's thirty-seven. Your head still hurts?”

"It's not like that before. The drug reaction is really fast.”

"Good then. You just go back to sleep if you're still sleepy."

"When can I take a shower? It's sticky because it's been sweating since last night. It doesn't taste very good."

"I'll ask the doctor first. But yesterday he said you can't take a shower first. If it's hot, just wipe it with warm water."

"Who's stealing? You? Because I can't clean myself alone."

"Why must me, Love?"

“Yeah… so who else? Shall I ask Clarinta for help? She doesn't even know we're dating. I don't want to tell her now anyway."

Hannan looked straight at his lover, who looked back at him with an innocent look. This made Hannan take a deep breath and then finally nod.

"Yeah, okay. Let's go to the bathroom."

Dhea smiled happily when Hannan picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, although in her heart she hoped that her boyfriend could restrain himself from 'attacking' her.

"Are your working hours sure or not?" asked Hannan while starting to clean Dhea's body. That man deliberately invited Dhea to talk because he wanted to divert his focus.

"Hmm... sure. There is a schedule every month," answered Dhea.

"If I ask you to stay with me while I am in Bali, then you don't take work while I am here, can you do that?"

"So we can meet like this?"

"Yes, Love. It's not funny when I come here but you're not here."

"How many times a month do you usually go to Bali?"

"Not really, just as much as I."

"Well, I can't do that. I've been given a schedule from a month in advance.

“So… if you come here when I'm on my off-day, how about it? Normally I take two days off a week.

"But it's impossible for you to come here every week. So, for example, if you come here once a month but immediately for a week, can you?”

"It's been a long time, haven't seen you for three weeks?"

“Hm… if four days every two weeks, how about it?”

"Well, that's fine. But you don't get tired if you have two weeks off?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

"How long are you off this time?"

"One week, because after two full weeks of entry and it was outside the area. For example, if it's only in Bali but there are tours for up to a week, or if I miss a day off, it's just an accumulation of holidays.

"The thing is, in Bali, you take turns taking care of the guests. For example, if I manage from morning to evening, later when they want to eat and go for a night walk, there are others.

"Well, if I go outside Bali or abroad, it's automatically the person who arranges it again. So they will be given double vacations.”

"Okay. That means I go to Bali every time you have a day off."

"Could it be like that? Isn't your work disturbed?"

"No. I also have a team. Even if I have to go to court, I don't have to do it every day."

Dhea nodded her head in understanding, then held her breath a little as Hannan purposely touched a glimpse of the center of her body down there.

"Get well soon. I miss your moan."

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