The Other Half is sick.
And i'm worried sick.
despite tat , he still reached my uni campus to fetch me back from school. the moment i got into the car :
"i'm sick."
"oh no."
" the moment i reached home i fall asleep. now i;m feeling weak. think i;m having fever."
" got eat medicine?"
he nodded.
" later i'm going home to iron my clothes"
" huh? u are sick oreadi... so late dun do oreadi... rest.."
he grabbed my hand and put on his forehead.
" i;m using my head to iron the e clothes later"
He still can joke....
1 comment:
when having wax??
keke.. u're missed!
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