"Listen Mr. Jonathan, if you're still stubborn I won't let go of my hand." said Nadia with great pressure.
With a gasping breath Jonathan took Nadia's hand and pulled her hard.
"What is wrong with you? why are you always bothering me?" said Jonathan with an annoyed look after escaping from Nadia's glare.
"Just so you know, Mr. Jonathan, this is not what I want! I'm only helping Mr. Marcos." said Nadia while holding Jonathan's forehead, but Jonathan quickly brushed her hand away.
"Don't touch me!" said Jonathan in a voice full of pressure.
"Shut up! I'm just making sure your fever has gone down or not." said Nadia again feeling Jonathan's forehead and this time Jonathan let it.
"Thankfully, eventually your fever started to go down. I must go home now." said Nadia, looking at her watch, which showed eleven o'clock at night.
"Hem ... what you said is true. You better go home and remember! don't ever enter this room again." said Jonathan threateningly.
"Of course Mr. Jonathan, you shouldn't bother reminding me. Because I don't want to enter this room myself anymore!" said Nadia with an annoyed look, moving from her place to the door to get out of Jonathan's room.
"Ceklek... ceklek"
The room door cannot be opened. Nadia was silent for a moment with a frown. Thinking why the room door can't be opened.
With a deep sigh, Nadia opened the door again.
"Ceklek... ceklek"
"Sssshhh!! What's wrong with your door, Mr. Jonathan? why can't the door be opened?" Nadia asked, turning her body to face Jonathan.
Jonathan straightened his head and shrugged his shoulders with a sneer.
"How do I know? I haven't been anywhere since yesterday. And you are the one who came in here anyway. You must be kidding, right? just say you still want to be here!" said Jonathan couldn't believe what Nadia said.
"How can I joke? who wants to live in this room with a crazy man like you!" said Nadia with an annoyed look.
"What did you say! you are really annoying woman. quickly get out of my room! Cough ... Cough ... Cough." Jonathan said, coughing non-stop.
"Aggghhhh!! I can really go crazy!" said Nadia as she grabbed a glass of water and gave it to Jonathan who was still coughing.
"Drink up!" said Nadia when Jonathan didn't drink the water.
Seeing Jonathan who was stubborn, Nadia immediately sat beside Jonathan then forcefully drank the glass of water she was holding into Jonathan's mouth. Jonathan harshly brushed Nadia's hand until the water in the glass partly spilled onto Jonathan's neck and body.
"What!! What! are you doing? see my body is all wet!" said Jonathan while rubbing his mouth and neck which was wet.
"I'm just helping you not to keep coughing Mr. Jonathan." said Nadia, feeling dizzy in the face of Jonathan's arrogant attitude.
"Quickly dry my body." said Jonathan with an annoyed face.
"Oh, my God! give me patience manifold." said Nadia while looking around the table for tissue.
After finding the tissue on the table, Nadia immediately rubbed Jonathan's wet neck and chest.
"Get me a light shirt and put it on." said Jonathan with just a quick glance at Nadia.
"Enough Mr. Jonathan! I am only here to take care of you when you have fever. Not being your helper! I want to get out of this room. Hurry! give me the key to this room! I can't stand it here!" said Nadia, stretching out her hand to ask for the room key.
"I don't have a room key, I never lock my room. Why don't you just call Marcos." said Jonathan, covering his chest with a blanket because it was cold.
Nadia was silent at Jonathan's words.
"Stupid! why didn't I think of contacting Mr Marcos. It's also true what Mr. Arrogan said." said Nadia then took her cellphone and immediately contacted Marcos.
While pacing, Nadia tried to contact Marcos but Marcos did not pick up her call.
"Mr. Jonathan, could you contact Mr. Marcos? who knows when he sees Mr. Jonathan's name, Mr. Marcos will accept it." said Nadia with a pleading look.
"Okay, I'll help you this time. But you have to get me a t-shirt and help me put it on. My body is still weak to move. Do you want it?" asked Jonathan with his full gaze.
Nadia took a deep breath.
"I should not believe that you are not helping me for free." said Nadia, heading to the cupboard and taking a thin t-shirt for Jonathan to wear.
"Is this what you want?" Nadia asked, showing it to Jonathan.
Jonathan shook his head slowly.
Annoyed, Nadia returned the shirt of her choice and then took another shirt.
"What is this?" asked Nadia again with an annoyed look.
Again Jonathan shook his head.
"Aakkkhh!!! So that's Mr. Jonathan?" Nadia asked angrily, taking some shirts and then bringing them to Jonathan.
"Which one for yourself?" Nadia asked, carrying five shirts that were shown to Jonathan.
Jonathan pauses and thinks to choose which shirt to wear.
"Um ... just give it all back, I want the white T-shirt you chose earlier." said Jonathan without feeling guilty.
Nadia growled with her eyes full of Jonathan.
With an irritated heart and feelings, Nadia stomped her feet back to the cupboard to pick up the shirt she had chosen at the start.
"This is the shirt." said Nadia while giving Jonathan a white shirt.
"I am waiting for you." said Jonathan giving back his shirt to Nadia.
"Oh my God! Forgive me!" said Nadia, grabbing Jonathan's shirt and then putting it on.
"My job is done, Mr. Jonathan! Now hurry up and call Mr. Marcos!" said Nadia after putting on Jonathan's shirt.
"okay." said Jonathan then took his cellphone and immediately contacted Marcos.
Jonathan calmly turned on the speaker of his cellphone so that Nadia could believe that he was really contacting Marcos.
Nadia's forehead wrinkled, Nadia's face turned pale when Marcos did not accept Jonathan's call.
Until several times Jonathan contacted Marcos, still no one received it.
"My God, what is this? why Mr. Marcos did not accept my calls as well as Jonathan's calls?" Nadia asked silently, sitting down weakly.
"It's late, I want to sleep." said Jonathan as he closed his eyes.
Nadia lifted her face, looked irritably at Jonathan who had closed his eyes.
"I can't stay here, I have to make it out." Nadia said to herself as she got up from her seat then walked to the door and banged hard on the door.
"Please!! anyone outside !! please open the door !!" shouted Nadia, banging on the door repeatedly.
"Hi!! What are you doing!! I can't sleep you know!" shouted Jonathan, covering his ears.