Love Shot
Elusan Healer

"Is this sick ?" ask Freya lirih.

"No pain thanks to my dear" said Ansel.

Afandi entered the room and began to take out the combat equipment he was carrying. Freya took a step back to make it easier for Afandi to check on Ansel.

Ansel patted the bed gesturing Freya to come closer and sit next to Ansel. Freya responded to the signal given by Ansel, he stepped forward and sat down beside Ansel.

Afandi gave an injection of nausea reliever and pain reliever on Ansel's right hand. Freya could see Ansel's cheeks slightly raised as the needle pierced through Ansel's veins.

"It's internal bleeding. Thank goodness Ansel had vomited dirty blood that settled. Freya does not need to worry that this is indeed a common symptom for patients affected by collisions," explained Afandi tidying up his equipment. "Oh yeah Freya, don't let her drink alcohol and smoke from now until the next two months. This stubborn husband of yours won't listen to me. If Freya is the one who speaks, chances are that her hearing will function properly and listen to you. If he doesn't listen to you, leave him alone. A man who doesn't hear his wife's words doesn't deserve to live comfortably."

Ansel looked at Afandi with a look of anger, but Ansel could not vent his usual anger. His body is still limp as a result of having vomited a lot of blood.

"Good doctor thank you I will make sure Ansel obeys your ban. Doctor what about the food, is there any food that Ansel should not eat ?" ask Freya to Afandi.

"Nothing is forbidden, Ansel may eat anything that can be eaten. But it is better if for a while Ansel eat soft food first," explained Afandi.

"Okay doc, thank you. Let me take the doctor out" Freya said.

"No need, just take care of your husband. I was able to get out on my own before your husband's eyes came out of his skull furious at me continuing to be here" Afandi glanced at Ansel. "I'm sorry."

Afandi disappeared behind the door. Freya groaned herself forgetting that now she was only wearing underwear. Although Freya still wears a black midi skirt, but her boss Freya only wears a sports bra rather long until it almost covers the navel because the shirt she was wearing had Freya off earlier. Still for Freya that is not true, she felt ashamed to show her body parts to Afandi.

It is fitting that Ansel continued to glare at doctor Afandi .. because of my shock to forget my appearance. How is this .. I'm ashamed. Although doctor Afandi didn't talk about my appearance. Ahhhhh ....

Unknowingly Freya kowtowed beside Ansel. Freya hid her face in frustration. Ansel stroked Freya's back.

Freya shuddered in horror feeling a soft touch on her back. Freya looked up to lift the hair that covered her face holding her back with a palm.

"My darling is getting sexy despite dressing modestly" Ansel said, giving comfort to Freya who looks frustrated.

Freya frowned, herself getting down. His spirit was like coming out of the body hearing a sexy word that was thrown from Ansel's mouth. It felt like Freya dug a hole to bury her body.

"Where's my shirt ?" freya asked to divert the conversation that had begun to enter the dangerous zone.

"Freya and I were in one of the rooms on the second floor. Because we're only temporarily sleeping in this room, until my legs heal. Let Anne get it and bring it here" Ansel said.

"No need to let me take it. Where will my clothes and yours be put ?" freya asked again, Freya was confused because in Ansel's room there was no closet.

"No need to be put in this room. There is already a special room where all your clothes and my clothes are stored" Ansel explained.

Freya just fell silent, she did not understand Ansel's intentions. Ansel presses a button on the phone and connects to Anne.

"Anne bring my clothes and mistress," Ansel ordered.

"Okay, sir, I'll prepare" replied the voice of the woman on the phone.

Ansel closed the call, a few minutes later Anne and the other two servants had brought some clothes to the room.

"Please choose the clothes you will wear" said Anne.

Why did Anne ask me ?! why not ask the person directly. Anselkan was in the head. Anne is so weird.

"Darling, pick a shirt for me !" ansel Pinta.

"I ?" freya asked pointing at his face.

"Yes, from today all my needs become the responsibility of my dear completely. I will only wear the clothes that my dear chooses and eat the food that my dear has prepared" Ansel said.

Yes Forgiveness .. This is overrated. If all I did, what good is this much servant. It turns out that this was the point of Anne saying that I would be busy taking care of all Ansel's needs until all my needs were ignored and it was Anne's job to prepare them.

Although his heart could not accept the rules made Ansel unilaterally and arbitrarily.But Freya did not intend to rebel, he would try to be patient and obey the words of Ansel.

Freya chose just any plain short-handed shirt in cream color. Then put it slowly on Ansel because his hands were still wrapped in bandages. Freya tidied up the collar of Ansel's shirt and began buttoning one by one the buttons attached to the shirt.

Pt ...

Ansel kissed Freya's cheek, his left hand holding Freya's nape so as not to change her position. Anne and the other servants looked down embarrassed at the affection their master had shown.

"Ansel, there's Anne and the other waiters here" said Freya quietly with Ansel's lips still stuck to her cheek.

Ansel let go of his kiss. "They don't see us at all."

Freya turned to confirm the truth of Ansel's words. Freya watched Anne and the other servant who was bowing silent a thousand languages.

"Anne put on Miss's clothes !" Ansel pointed at the bed, "You can go."

"Okay sir, we'll excuse you." Anne and the other waiter left the room.

Freya took the plain white t-shit Anne brought and put it on.

"Ansel wants to eat something ? let me prepare," said Freya.

"No need, I'm not hungry. I'm just sleepy maybe it's a medicinal effect but my eyes are hard to close," Ansel shifted her head beside Freya's waist. "My hand hurts. Your elusan seems to reduce the pain."

Although it sounds unreasonable and only the reason Ansel just asked pampered his wife, but Freya did as Ansel said. Freya gently stroked Ansel's hand which was bandaged from the elbow to the wrist and then back again to the elbow up to the wrist as it continued until Ansel fell asleep.

Ansel closed his eyes feeling very comfortable with Elusan Freya. Ansel thought his words worked, indeed Ansel only needed the affection of Freya to immediately recover his condition, Freya's elusan was the best medicine for him. Ansel felt no more throbbing in his hands and feet. Finally Ansel was able to fall asleep with Freya still stroking Ansel's hand.

Sleep Ansel .. for now I will spoil you as much as I can until you recover. Maybe this is all I can do for you because the actual fact that the painkiller injected by doctor Afandi has started to work until the throbbing in the hands and feet Ansel is no longer felt not because of you.

Freya looked at the sleeping Ansel, her breathing regular. Freya felt Ansel looked more handsome while sleeping, maybe when Ansel fell asleep the frightening aura of Ansel dimmed until Freya was no longer afraid when adjacent to Ansel.

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