Love Shot
Ansel Condition

It has been three days since the wedding. Ansel was still unconscious, soundly asleep. Their honeymoon is four days away.

Freya patiently waited for her husband to open his eyes. Dozens of questions gathered in Freya's mind. He was very curious what exactly happened three days ago so that Ansel's right ankle could be cracked and also his right hand sprained. What power Ansel seems still reluctant to open his eyes and tell Freya.

The doctor only said it looks like Ansel had fallen from a high place and hit a hard object with a right footstool to cause serious injuries only in the body of Ansel on the right.

The doctor was also very amazed at the current state of Ansel. Patients will usually be immediately unconscious until death or maybe if not dead they will experience disability. Looking at the wound on Ansel's body it seems like Ansel did not immediately fall down but there is something that holds and protects his body until the effect is not severe.

Freya was listening to the doctor's explanation carefully. Ansel slowly opened his eyes. Deheman's voice came from Ansel.

"You guys are so noisy, just disturb my sleep. Get out of my room except my wife" Ansel protested.

"My hick has to check first. What you feel at the moment. Is your head still dizzy ? or is your stomach feeling nauseous ?" afandi, the King family's personal physician.

"I don't feel everything you're saying just my legs and hands are painful" Ansel said.

"The symptoms should appear immediately. But this strange impact effect does not hurt your internal organs. We have to do a re-scan" explained Afandi.

"What do you expect of me, Afa ? Shouldn't you be grateful that your work is light. Don't make it harder for me. I want to go home soon" Ansel scolded Afandi.

"It can't be that easy, you have to stick to the treatment procedure. You do not feel sorry for your wife could have just been married to you a week she has to be a widow because of your stubborn attitude," said Afandi raised his tone.

"What kind of doctor are you, Afa, where there is a doctor praying for his patients to quickly go to the afterlife," protested Ansel did not accept with Afandi's remark.

"I have proof. I'm not praying for you to die soon. Just curse may you feel the consequences of defying the words of the doctor," teased Afandi.

"Si*lan you Afa. This time I let you survive because my body is still not fit" said Ansel.

"Yes ..thank you for your generosity, Mr. Ansel. Nurse please take Ansel to the scan room." Afandi ignored Ansel's words.

Freya followed, walking slowly from behind. Freya waited again .. saw Ansel checked in the scan room.

Ansel was finished being examined, Freya could see Ansel arguing again with Afandi. I don't know what they're saying that clearly looks like Ansel won this debate.

Ansel was transferred to a wheelchair, the needle stuck on his wrist was also removed. Ansel pushed Afandi out of the room.

"Freya I'm handing Ansel over to you. His mouth was very chatty, my ears were no longer able to hold his chatter. Take him home, report if there is any strangeness to me," said Afandi annoyed at Ansel.

Freya just nods to say Afandi's words.

"Ansel, I'll go to the cashier first to take care of the administration," said Freya.

Ansel held Freya's hand. "We don't need to go straight home. Let Afa take care of all his administration, it's his duty as a personal doctor of the King family" explained Ansel.

Rich people are different. They can easily get in and out of the hospital without taking into account the cost. It's amazing that the King family.

"Darling, dimna Jarvis ?" ask Ansel.

Freya stopped her steps, it was strange to hear Ansel calling her affectionate.

"Darling, dimna Jarvis ?" ask Ansel again.

"Jarvis disappeared three days ago. My grandmother and other family members were looking for him. Kyra is also at grandma's house. Every day he was crying over Jarvis' loss" Freya said.

"Where is my smartphone ?" ask Ansel.

Freya reached into a brown sling bag with the H logo and gave the smartphone to Ansel. Ansel immediately spoke to someone on the phone not long after the car came to them. There were some well-dressed men coming out and holding Ansel in his seat into the car. Freya just sat sweetly beside Ansel.

***

The car stops at a whitewashed house with a modern two-story design that looks magnificent. Ansel got him out of the car. Some of the visitors came straight to Ansel and Freya.

Freya only recognized one person in a neat line of servants. There was Anne who was bowing respectfully as Freya and Ansel walked past them.

"Welcome, madam. I've prepared rooms downstairs to rest the ladies and gentlemen as long as the master's feet are still plastered" said one of the maids.

"Alright Manda," Ansel flicked his hand telling the servant to leave him alone with Freya.

Freya pushed Ansel into the room. "I'm going to have someone pick someone up to help get Ansel into the bed so he can get some rest."

"No need to !" Ansel stood up and stepped slowly towards the bed. "I can still walk. Here !" Ansel patted the pillow beside his hand.

Freya followed Ansel's instructions, stepped up to the bed and sat leaning her body against the bed.

"Where do you want to go honeymoon ?" ask Ansel.

Freya flinched at Ansel's question.

In the condition of the foot in the cast and bandaged hands can still think of a honeymoon. Forgiveness ... Ansel. I want to hammer your head to realize that this is not the time for a honeymoon. Patience Freya .. Now Ansel your husband. Which you should always respect and respect.

"Your feet are still not healed. How about we wait for your feet to heal first and then we'll have a honeymoon" Freya suggested.

uek ... Ansel spat out a black liquid from his mouth.

Freya frantically wiped the clothes affected by the vomit. Ansel regurgitated the black liquid from his mouth until it soaked Freya's clothes. Freya undressed, leaving only sportswear.

Freya pulled out the clothes affected by the splash of Ansel vomit. Ansel spewed out black liquid again.

"came ... Anne ...!" Freya shouted loudly calling out Anne's name, because only Anne was the servant Freya knew.

Anne entered while panting. "Mrs, sir why ?"

"I don't know .. quickly call doctor Afandi tell him to come here immediately." Freya orders, his hands vibrate to see Ansel who several times spewing a thick black liquid smelling fishy.

Freya cleans Ansel's mouth. Another waiter brought warm water and a clean towel. Freya's tears begin to pour, Freya is very afraid when bad things happen to her husband. Ansel's face was already pale, Freya cleansed Ansel's body while crying.

Ansel wiped Freya's tears. "Don't cry .. I won't die just because of this" Ansel said.

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