Mr. Faizh

In the beginning in the morning you were fine, you are Mas Faizh's beloved wife, Faizh is always understanding, gentle and kind to you, at first at the palace that morning you were normal, you still paid attention to your husband, cooked lunch for him to work outside the palace, especially in a city that was quite far away, you still pampered your husband, until in the afternoon when he came home from work, Mas Faizh didn't see you in the studio, where you usually wait for your husband to come home, but this time he didn't.

That afternoon you fell ill, for some reason, suddenly your body felt hot and feverish, you were in your own room there, you were resting using a blanket, covering part of your body, Faizh saw you in a very sick state, you could also say that he felt some of your blood, so he came closer and gave you comfort.
: Bro..
Bro, I'm so sick of ningali kahanani, even my sister, Kados Mekaten..
Mas kancani nggih..
Brother, why, why... what's wrong with Kersa dipuntumbasaken, bro...?

user : nggih bro..thank you suwunn..
: Dek, sampun jasas mekaten to. Mas mboten kersa yen adek ngrasakaken piyambakan pain, wonten Mas. Sampun tapig kuwatosaken Mas, nggih.. Dek piyambak ugi pirsa, Mas tapig kersa kaliyan adek.
User: Sir..
Rayi tapig badhe ngaso kemawon
Wonten ngriki..
Mboten badhe is so tall..

: Yes, dhik.
Menawi dhik kersa mekaten mboten punapa-punapa.
Wonten bro, mas badhe ngancani dhik.
Sampun nggih, rest kemawon.
Menawi kersa punapa-punapa, aturaken dhateng mas.

: Sir..
But I'm amazed..
Mas ugi but hard.. kaliyan dhik..

Sampun high.. Even though I'm sober, I'm sober... while stroking your head, gently and smoothly, with affection

I spoke with Mas Faizh