Chapter 2
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Orlyn slowly opened her bedroom door. Every time Cein went out of town for work, Orlyn always locked her bedroom door while she slept.
"Oh, you're not staying over?" asked Orlyn with a groggy voice, busy rubbing her eyes.
"No, I can't sleep without you beside me," replied Cein, successfully making Orlyn blush even though she had just woken up.
"Is it okay to flirt with someone who just woke up?" Orlyn protested, trying to hide the butterflies in her stomach.
"I'm not flirting, Orlyn. The truth is, I can't sleep without hearing your gentle snoring," Cein said with such certainty.
Orlyn looked at Cein, who was now also looking at her.
"Come on, let's go to bed! It's still 2 AM," Cein urged, then guided Orlyn to the bed.
Orlyn complied, and they both got into bed.
"Aren't you going to shower first?" Orlyn asked, seeing Cein about to pull the blanket over them.
Cein looked at Orlyn and then shook his head with a faint smile.
"I'll shower later, I need you tonight."
Orlyn's heart suddenly beat twice as fast. This was a sign that Cein wanted his share tonight.
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Unlike usual, Cein woke up late this morning. Orlyn had already finished showering, and breakfast had been ready for ten minutes. She didn't make much, just a simple chicken porridge. Orlyn remembered how much Cein loved her chicken porridge. Even though the broth wasn't as rich as the street vendors', Cein loved the slightly clear broth Orlyn made because she was the one who cooked it.
"Why aren't you up yet?" Orlyn called out hesitantly while sitting on the edge of the bed.
There was no response from Cein. It seemed he was sleeping soundly, not hearing Orlyn's call. Bravely, Orlyn extended her hand and gently shook Cein's body.
"It's already late. Aren't you going to the office today?" Orlyn asked while still trying to wake him.
Several seconds passed with no response from Cein. Orlyn's hesitation turned to fear. This wasn't like him at all. Cein was always alert; he would wake up at the slightest disturbance from Orlyn.
"Wake up! Don't scare me, please! Wake up!"
Orlyn kept trying to wake Cein. She felt his body still warm, his chest still showing a faint heartbeat.
"Wake up! Cein, wake up!" Orlyn shouted, her panic escalating.
"That was a heart attack while sleeping. Mr. Cein seems to have been exhausted and took a shower while his body temperature was still high. He's fine now, thanks to you bringing him to the hospital quickly."
Hearing the doctor's explanation about Cein's condition made Orlyn collapse weakly. She felt drained hearing that her husband had narrowly escaped sudden death.
"Thank you, doctor. Can I see him now?" Orlyn's mother asked on her behalf.
"Yes, he's conscious now. He was asking about you," the doctor said.
Hearing this, Orlyn reflexively stood up, not waiting for more explanations. She rushed into the emergency room where Cein lay with many cables attached to his bare chest. When Cein saw her, he smiled faintly and waved for her to come closer. Tears streamed down Orlyn's face.
"Don't cry! I'm fine," Cein said gently.
Orlyn didn't heed his words. Remembering her husband had just had a heart attack, she couldn't hold back her tears. She stood there, weeping, not caring about her surroundings.
"Hey! Why are you crying even harder?" Cein asked, trying to sit up and comfort her.
"Don't you love me anymore? Are you letting me go so you can leave in peace? That's so cruel!"
Orlyn spoke between sobs. Cein smiled faintly, then gently pulled Orlyn closer. He sat her down on the edge of the bed and hugged her tightly.
"Stop crying! It's embarrassing, people can hear us. We're in the ER."
"I don't care! If I want to cry, I'll cry all I want."
Orlyn continued crying, Cein chuckled softly and gently stroked her back.
"You don't love me that much anyway. So why cry so hard? Shouldn't you be happy if I'm gone?"
Cein's words made Orlyn stop crying. She pulled away and looked at him. Cein smiled again and wiped her tears.
"I'm right, aren't I? Come on, stop crying! I'm alive and feeling better now. I can still boss you around later," Cein joked.
Unexpectedly, Orlyn cried even harder. Cein was now confused about what to do. Orlyn's parents, who had just entered, stood frozen, watching their daughter cry and her husband trying to comfort her.
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"Thank you, Mom, Dad. Sorry for the trouble this morning," Cein said, getting out of the car with Orlyn, who was still sulking and silent.
"What are you talking about? You're not a bother at all. Now, go inside! Don't forget to take your medicine! Orlyn, make your husband some warm, soupy food! No fast food for now," Orlyn's father instructed, looking at her.
"Yes, your father is right, Orlyn," her mother added.
Orlyn looked at her parents, nodding slightly in agreement. Cein glanced at Orlyn and sighed deeply.
"It seems Orlyn is still mad," Cein thought.
After Orlyn's parents left, they both went into Cein's house, which he had bought specifically after marrying Orlyn. Cein sat in the living room while Orlyn busied herself preparing dinner. Since Orlyn had been giving him the silent treatment since the afternoon, Cein walked slowly to the kitchen. He watched Orlyn's back as she chopped vegetables.
"Orlyn," Cein called.
Orlyn glanced briefly and paused her activity.
"What? Do you need anything?" she asked, her tone flat and a bit harsh.
"No."
"Then why are you here? Just sit in the living room! Watch TV or something."
Orlyn resumed chopping vegetables. Cein walked closer to her.
"Are you still mad?" Cein asked, gently wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Can you not do this? I'm cooking, Cein."
"Answer first! Are you mad?"
"No."
"Then why are you ignoring me?"
Orlyn sighed deeply, putting down the knife. She turned to face Cein.
"Don't you realize that you hurt me at the hospital earlier?" Orlyn asked.
Cein shook his head, frowning in confusion.
"Which part?" he asked innocently.
"All of it! From the morning when you didn't wake up, to the doctor saying you had a heart attack, and especially when you said I didn't love you enough to cry."
Orlyn detailed the moments when Cein hurt her feelings, making her a bit angry.
"But isn't that true?" Cein asked, still looking at Orlyn.
"Cein! If I didn't love you, I wouldn't have panicked at the hospital. If I didn't love you, why would I cry?"
Once again, Orlyn started crying. Cein chuckled, then hugged her tightly.
"I thought if I suddenly wasn't here, you would be happy."
Cein's words were still clear to Orlyn, but she was too busy crying to respond.
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