After a while, Huzaifa started coughing uncontrollably, and she got worried about him, and this time she forgot everything and walked towards him.
"Huzaifa, wait..." Moomal took an empty glass from his hand, filled it with water from a jug placed on the side table and passed it to Huzaifa.
Huzaifa looked at her in surprise and pursed his lips. He took a glass in his hand and drank water. But after taking two sips, he started coughing again. Moomal quickly patted his back, but as soon as he touched it, Moomal's hand stopped there.
"Huzaifa ..." Moomal suddenly removed her hand from his back and placed it on his forehead, and she felt his high temperature. "Huzaifa, you have a high fever..." she said frowning.
Huzaifa raised his face and looked at her worried face. "It's a mild fever. Don't worry about it."
