After placing an IV in Viona's hand in the private room, Frans immediately took a shower and got ready to find food or anything that could make her feel good to fill her belly. the man was neatly wearing a white long sleeve blouse combined with black jeans and combing his hair with a haircut style.
"What do you want to eat, honey? I'll buy it right now." Frans approached Viona who was lying on the bed.
Viona looked at Frans, who had not rested since he came home from work because he took care of her who was so weak. "I don't want anything, you just stay with me here," she cried sadly.
Frans sighed then sat right next to Viona. "You have to eat, I can't bear to see you like this because you are pregnant with my child. Please don't be stubborn," he said while holding Viona's left hand which was not attached to an IV.
Viona was silent considering that she had to struggle with her unappetizing taste, but it was impossible to let Frans struggle anymore.
