Ametsa's eyes slowly began to open after feeling something fragrant enter her sense of smell.
Until finally the girl saw someone standing beside her watching her.
"Yerazel, what are you doing here?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
The man smiled at her with a spoon in his hand.
"I'm sitting, so what?" Yerazel said.
Ametsa's brow furrowed after hearing what her husband had just said.
"Shouldn't you be working?" she asked.
"No, today I'll just stay home."
"Why? Do you have a problem with your job? Just tell me so I can help you."
Hearing that made Yerazel smile so sweetly, then the man started to feed Ametsa with a bowl of soup.
"Come on," he said. While Ametsa who saw it also frowned.
"What happened to you?" asked Ametsa. "I don't want to eat it if you don't want to talk to me."
"You have a fever, Ametsa. I can't leave you like this."