Irwan blinked his tired eyes. He glanced at the clock which showed 3:15 am. Arriving at home, not even for a second did his eyes close because his wife had a fever.
Irwan took the wet towel from Joya's forehead, then directed his palm to where the former towel was kept. Joy's body temperature has dropped. Irwan dipped the compressed towel into the water, then wiped the sweat off his wife's face.
Since Joya's fever had gone down, he decided to lie down next to his wife. Irwan shifted closer to his wife's body. Even though Joya's body felt hot, she was not bothered, let alone afraid of getting infected.
Instead of being closed, Irwan even watched his wife's face. His hands caressed Joya's face which was still swollen from her crying last night.
