5 ARE YOU ALRIGHT

"Is he handsome like me Rey?" asked Luis teasingly.

"Hem...do you want to say that your face is handsome?" Marey asked, squinting.

"My friends say my face is handsome, but I don't know what you think. Do you think I'm handsome?" asked Luis, looking all over Marey's face.

"Hem...I can't judge a person by his face, I can only see from his heart." Marey said honestly.

"Wuihhh! thank goodness then ... at least even though Dean is more handsome than me, but my heart is better than Dean who has the heart to make you cry." said Luis, handing over his finished work.

Luis's body starts to get tired and feels a little feverish if he is too tired, especially if he is late taking his medicine.

"Is this all I have to finish Rey?" asked Luis, looking at Marey who was checking his work.

"Eem, You're very meticulous Luis. I like your work." said Marey with a satisfied look.

"Thank goodness ... let's go home, I still have work at home Rey." said Luis, could not endure the pain in the wound on his hand.

"Wait, Luis, I'm going to the restroom first." said Marey as she pushed her chair into the restroom.

Luis leaned against the head of the sofa, his body feeling very weak.

"Oh my God, how can I work tomorrow as a courier even though my condition is not possible to work hard." said Luis, feeling his fever rising because of the infection in his wound.

"Come on Luis, let's go home." said Marey who was waiting for him at the exit.

Luis looked at Marey with slightly dizzy eyes.

"Luis? Are you ill? your face looks pale?" Marey asked, looking suspiciously at Luis.

"I just had a little fever, maybe because the wound on my hand was infected." said Luis while standing with all his strength so as not to pass out in front of Marey.

"You've taken your medicine, right?" Marey asked, a little worried seeing Luis's condition, who looked exhausted with his pale face.

"Just stay at home later." said Luis smiling then holding on to the handle of Marey's wheelchair.

"You take what vehicle, Luis?" Marey asked, looking up at Luis, who pushed her.

"Bring the motorbike, why Rey? do you not like?" asked Luis, getting limp.

"I like it, but I don't know how I can get on your bike with my paralyzed legs and my wheelchair?" Marey asked with a smile.

"My God Rey ... I'm sorry. Why did I forget that." said Luis thinking hard about how to get home with Marey.

"Let me take a taxi Luis, usually I take a taxi too." said Marey trying to accept the situation because the reality is like that

"oh, I see ... well, I'll call a taxi first." said Luis running to the side of the road to call a taxi.

A taxi and stopped, Luis looked at Marey.

"Come on, Marey." Luis said asking Marey to get into the taxi.

After helping Marey into the taxi and putting her wheelchair in the trunk of the car, Luis got into the taxi.

"Luis? why did you come in here? instead of you taking a motorbike?" Marey asked with incredulous eyes.

"Didn't I tell you, we will go home together." replied Luis smiling with his body getting more feverish.

"Well I guess, I have to give in to you who have brains a little out of control." said Marey with a muffled smile.

"It's okay to have a little stupid brain, the important thing is to really love you." said Luis, leaning back to relieve his fatigue and then closing his eyes so he wouldn't be too dizzy.

Marey studied Luis's face closely.

A handsome pale face .. white skin, sharp nose with slightly slanted and shady eyes like Dean's but Dean's eyeballs are brown and Luis is bluish. But overall Luis's face is different from Dean's.

"Oh, my God! why do I remember Dean to Luis? even though it is clear that Luis and Dean are different people?" Marey said to himself with a long sigh to shake off her anxiety.

Again Marey stared at the road that was not going to take long.

"Miss, it's arrived at your destination." said the taxi driver getting out of the car to help remove the wheelchair in the trunk.

"Luis, wake up." called Marey in a low voice touching the back of Luis's hand.

Instantly Marey grabbed her hand quickly as her palm felt the heat on the back of Luis's hand.

"Luis you have a fever, is it because of your injured hand?" muttered Marey, worried because she knew very well that Luis's hand had been injured because she had caused it.

"Sir! can you please help me to sit on the chair?" Marey asked the taxi drivers.

"Of course miss." said the taxi driver happily helping Marey.

"Thank you sir ... can I have another favor to bring my friend into my house? my friend seems to have a high fever and can't get up." said Marey with a pleading look.

"Of course Miss, don't worry I will definitely help. It's not that we have to help each other to help each other." said the taxi driver with a smile.

Marey took her chair into the house to call her younger brother Max. to help. The taxi driver brought Luis into the house.

With great difficulty, Luis finally lay down on the long sofa in the living room.

"Thank you sir." Marey said to the taxi driver, giving him one hundred thousand.

The taxi driver thanked him and then left Marey, who was still standing with Max.

"Who is he Rey?" asked Max curiously because this was the first time Marey brought a man into the house since the death of Marey's girlfriend Dean.

"He's Luis our next door neighbor." said Marey explaining to Max not to misunderstand.

"Ohh ... that boy huh? I glimpsed him so it's not too clear with his face. Friends said he was a friendly man." said Max giving the opinion of his friends who already know Luis.

"Emm Max, mom and dad aren't here yet?" Marey asked, putting her bag on the table.

"Not Rey, maybe in three days to go home." replied Max, who was used to living in his parents who worked as a guide at a large travel agency in his city.

"Ohhh...Yes, Max can get you water in the basin and a small towel in the back?" Marey asked after feeling Luis's forehead, who was getting more feverish.

Without arguing with Marey's words, Max immediately returned to carry out Marey's assignment.

"This Rey." said Max after a while arriving with a basin of water and a towel.

Marey attentively compressed Luis's forehead with a wet towel.

"Mareyyy...." call Luis in his fever.