Chapter 32 Caring

I quickly wrapped the thick blanket around my body because of the extreme cold, I almost bent my thigh just not to get cold.
"Z-Zeke? Please close the window," I whispered because it was so cold.
I heard a footstep coming to my foot and it closed, but my body temperature was still the same. From the curtain blocking my bed it was clear and Zeke was still busy closing Another window.
"Is it cold? It's just been raining, I've already cooked breakfast, I've just finished helping Arnel with the planting, it's a pain in the hip," he said and then pulled back the curtain at my feet.
"Hey, are you angry again? I cooked your favorite. Get up," he said then left in front of me.
I forced myself to sit down even though I couldn't, I was surrounded by evil again so I forced myself to take the medicine that I secretly bought when we were in town. I immediately went back to bed and placed it under the pillow. I noticed it coming back then closed the door.
"Let's have breakfast together. Do you want to go somewhere?" he asked as the food was unloaded.
It used to be fried and eggs, that's all I often eat every morning. "Maybe I'm just here," I answered his question as he mixed the coffee.
He just nodded and then stared at me. "You're pale again, are you okay?" he asked, which I asked and then decided to just eat.
I knew he would catch me too, so as early as possible I needed to take medicine. "Lucas, by the way, resigned from his job," it began so I looked at him.
"Why?"
"I don't know, things happened suddenly in the mansion, since your twin left, Zaf often gets sick, he's an idiot. Lucas added that Veron is always drunk, so according to him, he was forced to take his place, first temporarily," he said.
I just stared at my own reflection in the cup of coffee. What's wrong with the two of them?
"Have they talked to Veron yet?" I suddenly asked as he squealed as he devoured the chew.
"That's the problem, Niks. They can't be contacted, I mean, they rarely talk to each other, it's so busy. They just understand because that kind of work is really busy, and Lana can't do much anymore."
"Yeah, maybe they're really busy."
Somehow I lost the weight I felt because we talked about what happened in the mansion, Veron told us stories, but lately, I've noticed that he avoids me. But then, he's alive, I'm just worried about him. I tried to move so that I wouldn't feel too bad, while Zeke was taking a bath, I just swept the outside where there were many leaves scattered.
But when I turned to the right, I was so shocked when I could see my underwear, it was as if my pain was gone because I ran out of time to pick up my underwear that was hanging there along with some. in our clothes.
"Fvck you Zeke," I whispered then entered the house.
I slammed the bathroom door where he was taking a bath. "Get out first!" annoyed I shouted so the door opened.
It only peeked out and only the shoulder could be seen in the ajar door. Annoyed I slapped my underwear on his face.
"What's this? Why is it outside?" I wonder so grew up his eyes and looked at me again.
"I-I washed my clothes this morning, I took yours with me," he said, wiping his face with his hand.
"Why do you have to take it out? Oh my god! What if someone sees it? Why did you leave my laundry?"
"It's like you don't have anything to do. I just washed it, I didn't do anything other than your clothes," he muttered then left and opened the door.
You have now wrapped a towel around its bottom and water is still dripping down its large body. "I'll just take it, sorry," he said then slowly left in front of me.
I just sat down in no time and then watched him come in with some of our underwear, he just smiled at me and then went back to the bathroom because that's where I dry it.
A few hours later Zeke still couldn't come home, he didn't know I was sick and my condition still didn't change, he just told me that he would just help Arnel fish in the river, it was about to get dark but he's not here. I took the initiative to cook rice and clean the house again even though it was clean. In the middle of changing into my pajamas, the voice of a man I had been waiting for came to me.
"My wife? I'm already here!" it screamed so I stopped where I was supposed to stand.
My wife? Is he serious?
"Wife—" he stopped shouting when he saw me.
So he quickly lowered his hold of what bag and then quickly hugged me in front of me. "I missed you! I should have taken you earlier," he said happily then kissed me on the cheek which I quickly blocked.
But it stopped and hesitated to look at me.
"Go away—"
"Why are you hot?" its question quickly rubbed my neck.
"It's nothing," I replied then turned my back on him.
I could feel his presence and his gaze. He sighed and then left the house. I don't know if he's angry, I can see his frown as if he's not in the mood. I just lay down on my bed again because I might be drowsy. Some time later I heard the door open and the descent of what was on the table. It ripped open the curtain and then tapped me softly.
"Eat it, so you can take your medicine." There was a hint of seriousness in his voice, he sat down first and so did I.
No words came out of me and it was only continuous if the person in front of me ate because of the stare. Why am I replicating in this situation?
After we ate, he took action. We washed our food, folded our clothes, watered the plants in the backyard and carried them. Gradually I also began to feel drowsy so I went to bed, he was only wearing a shirt when he approached me with a thicker blanket, he only opened a gas stove that was facing us. He pulled back the curtain and then waved at me.
"I'll stay with you for now, until you're healed. Don't yell anymore Ficarro, listen to your husband," he said lifting the blanket onto my chest.
I turned my back on him and my seat was tilted now. He lifted my head so that his arm could enter cause for that to be my pillow. He raised the blanket even more up to my neck and after that I just felt his warm palm wrapped around my stomach. We are in the same blanket.
"Next time, our future child will lie in the middle."