:In His Bed

Aixela's Pov:

"Is that true? Thank God that officer saved you," Mama said.

"Tsk tsk, how many times has he been in trouble because of you. Have mercy on him," Denise said, so Mama scolded her.

"Your sister is feeling guilty already, and you're still saying that."

"Denise is right, Ma. I always give him problems. And now he's hurt and suffering. I'm really thinking about how I can make up for it", I frowned.

"Just treat him in a fancy restaurant," Denise suggested.

"He's not like you. He's not as greedy as you are", Mama teased her.

"But yeah, I think it's a good idea. I should treat him to dinner. Maybe it'll be good if I treat him when the result of his promotion test comes out. I hope he passes", I said.

"Don't worry. I'll send you some money. Also so that you can help him with your expenses there", Mama said.

"I'm sorry, Ma. I haven't found a job here yet", I said.

"Don't think about that. The more important thing now is to take care of him so that he recovers immediately", Mama said.

"Mama's right! Don't make any more trouble there", she teased. I just pouted at her.

I heard the sound of his bed, so I said goodbye to Mama.

"I think he's coming out of the room. I'll end this call now, Ma. I'll take care of him first. I'll just talk to you again later", they also said goodbye to me before dropping the call.

"Are you talking to your family?", He asked when he came out.

"Oum. Did you hear what we talked about?" I asked.

"I don't usually listen to conversations," he said.

"They thank you for saving me. They told me to take care of you".

He didn't speak and just went straight to the kitchen.

"What are you going to do? Are you thirsty?".

"I would cook," he said.

"Just sit down. I'll take care of it."

"It's all right, I can --- Ughhh!", He groaned.

"See? It hurts, doesn't it?" I told him. I sat him down first. "Rest here first. Maybe you should go back to the hospital?".

"There are a lot of patients in the ER. they need to be admitted to the hospital more. My wound is only superficial, so I'll just stay here".

"Ok, what dish do you want?".

"Huh?".

"Aren't you going to cook? What dish are you going to make? I'll cook".

He smirked. "Don't. It might just spoil the taste".

I crossed my arms. "I can cook better than you." He just laughed.

We are now standing here in his room. It's late, and we need to sleep. But my problem is, where am I going to sleep.

"Just sleep in my bed," he broke the silence.

"Huh? No, I'm fine. I'll sleep outside there. I just really accompanied you here".

"Your period .... It's not over yet, right? It's not good if you sleep on the floor. You said you don't want to give me any more problems, so go ahead, you're here".

"But what about you? You can't sleep on the floor either. You might get sicker".

"So where do you want me to sleep? As if we can sleep together here". The two of us looked at each other.

We are now lying on his bed where there is a pillow between the two of us.

"Don't worry, maybe tomorrow my period will be over. I won't occupy your space here in your bed anymore", I uttered.

He did not speak.

"Uh ... Don't you need anything? Doesn't your wound hurt?" I asked.

"Don't worry about me, just sleep," he responded.

"If your wound still hurts tomorrow, don't force yourself to go to work first. Maybe your condition will only get worse", I suggested.

"Why? Are you worried about me, or are you worried you'll be scolded for leaving the precinct without permission?".

"I'm worried about you," I said. "I'm worried that you might get hurt again. I'm scared. Because everyone who protects me... is leaving me. They are all dying because of me. And I don't want that to happen to you. I can't forgive myself if you too will leave me".

He kept silent.

"My biological mother died because she saved me. Even a stranger died because of me. And I don't want that to happen to you. So I want this case to end so that I don't hurt you anymore", I continued.

"Don't think about anything. Just go to sleep," he said.

"Go to sleep, too," I said.

"You go first," he said. "I should watch you sleep."

I got up in shock and covered myself with the blanket. "What do you mean?".

"I told you to go to sleep first. Maybe you sleep naughty and hit my wound," he explained.

"A-ah... I thought...".

"Clean your brain. It's too dirty," he said and pulled the blanket.

"Hmph!" I laid down again. "Don't worry, I don't move while sleeping. You may even be naughtier when asleep".

I saw him closed his eyes, and so do I.

"Officer Dy," I uttered. "I know you love your father so much, and you really suffered when he died. But I know as a cop, you know why he risked his life to save someone. I hope you don't put a wall in your heart. Let yourself be close to women so that you can also find the woman you can be with for life. I'm sure your father will be more proud of you then. Me too, I will be even more proud of you".

Hopefully, if he falls in love, Officer Yzerman is the woman he will like. Officer Yzerman is strong and kind, so they will definitely not have any problems. I hope Officer Yzerman is the one to teach Officer Dy that he doesn't need to hate women because we can also be strong and defend ourselves.