"Mas... Mas Danish, come to your senses, Mas." called Ayraa again while gently caressing Danish's face.
Slowly Danish's eyes opened, and saw Ayraa was already in front of him.
"Ayra." called Danish while holding his slightly dizzy head.
"Yes Mas... drink first Mas." said Ayraa while giving a glass of water to Danish.
With the help of Ayraa, Danish drank a few sips of water that Ayraa gave him.
"Did I faint again Ayraa?" asked Danish with a sad look.
"Yes Mas ... and why Mas Danish could faint again?" Ayraa asked attentively not wanting to show her sadness.
"I heard Danish cry, I thought Danish must be thirsty. I already made him milk, but when I was about to give Danish milk. Suddenly my chest hurts so bad I can't breathe." Danish explained while rubbing his chest.
Ayraa was silent crying in her heart, hearing Danish's story. How does it not hurt, if all of Danish's vital organs can't be said to be fine.
