Apologizing and Prostrating

Joya winced at Irwan's sighs and moans. Occasionally, Joya also heard him swearing. She didn't know what Irwan was doing. But, it had been almost 30 minutes since he locked himself in the room.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Irwan... are you okay?"

Joya knocked again on the door. There was no answer, only a moan. Joya chuckled and shook her head. She couldn't figure out what was wrong with her husband.

"What exactly did you drink? Don't you take strong medicine 99'' Joya accused. She banged on his bedroom door again. "Irwan open up!"

Since there was still no answer, Joya went back to the sofa and decided to sleep. She hoped. Tomorrow her husband's condition will be much better.

Inside the room. Irwan's condition was appalling, he was soaking in the bathtub with the shower water hitting his head. Irwan's body was hot, his head was boiling and the lower part of his body was standing upright and difficult to fall asleep.

"SHIT! Why is she so strong?" Irwan complained.