SUMMER LOVE | CHAENNIE VERSION

CHAPTER 8

JENNIE POV

I woke up in the morning, Roseanno is sleeping on the couch. I'm mad, I won't talk with him until he says sorry to me. Well, He did apologizing last night, but that was not enough. He was too much with his joke, I thought he wanted to do something bad to me. I took a bath, and prepared myself, I'm going to have breakfast by myself, he is still sleeping. He is so lazy and annoying, of course. I let him sleep, it's his fault because he didn't wake up and missed the breakfast.

I ate my breakfast alone, the food is good, but I lost my appetite since I was eating alone. Okay, I will talk to Roseanno, because I feel lonely, and kinda miss him. No, it's not missing, I'm only feeling guilty. But I have no fault on him. Whatever, I will talk to him, later, in the afternoon, a few hours from now, maybe he will realize that I'm mad.

I back to the room, but he is still sleeping. It's 11 am and he still sleeping. Lazy man. I better go to the swimming pool. The swimming pool is quite, there is only me and two little girls with their mom. I didn't go in to swimming pool because I can't swim, so I'm only relaxing there. But I'm bored! I left my phone in the room, I turned on the flight mode, so no one can contact me. I don't want to talk with anyone, especially Hank.

What is Roseanno doing? Why he is still sleeping? I stayed there for one hour and went back to the room. Okay, I will talk with him. Maybe he is already take a bath now, or watching TV, or maybe he left me here? Oh no, he can't do that.

I opened the door, but he still sleeping.

"Roseanno!" I called him.

He didn't answer me.

"Why do you sleep like a death people?" I asked to him, but actually I asked it to myself because he didn't hear me.

"Roseanno, wake up, lazy boy!"

No response. Okay. Maybe he is still mad on me? It's me who suppose to be mad.

"Roseanno!" I called him again, I wiggled his body.

His skin is burning, he is hot.

"Roseanno, you are burning!" I said.

He opened his eyes slowly, "I'm dizzy, let me sleep for a while."

He said weakly.

"You are burn, you are in fever," I said, I touched his forehead.

"I'm sorry for last night, Jennie?" he touched my hand when he said that.

"Never mind. Come on, move to the bed."

"Never mind, I will sleep here."

"No, move to the bed. I will help you," I helped him to stand up.

"Well, you won't be able to prop me," he said and smiled, "I'm too heavy for you."

"Don't talk too much. You are so noisy," I said, I put him on the bed.

He is sick because of the rain, and the air conditioner is cold, but he has no blanket. It's because of me. No, half of it, the rain things was not my fault.

"I will bring you some food and medicine," I said.

"I just want to sleep."

"You won't be better without food and medicine."

"I want you here, Dumpling. Just make a call to receptionist," he said.

He hold my hand. I'm worrying, he will getting worst. I called the receptionist and he said he will bring us the doctor and food.

"The doctor will come," I said.

"That's too much. I'm good."

"No, you are not."