Chapter 6 - Amnesic?

I slowly opened my eyes, and my guess was right. I'm at the hospital. And the man beside me was looking hopefully at me as he continued to hold my hand.

Actually I don't want to open my eyes yet. I still have to listen to story after story from that man's mouth. but because I could not hold back the cough, I was forced to open my eyes, indicating that I had indeed regained consciousness. I can't keep pretending I'm still in a stupor.

"Honey, are you awake? Are you all right?"

I looked vaguely at the handsome face beside me. on her face was a worried twinkle. Ah, is it true that she feels so worried? I was moved. It's been a long time since I felt how cared for it. It's been a long time since I felt that someone was really worried about my situation. instantly I felt my life was meaningful again because of this man.

But hey, did you forget, Shin? This man is acting like that because he thinks you are his lover. He thinks of you as Shireen. Not Shin. Not!

Ah, how can I get carried away in this mirage? I was too happy to be the figure of the Shireen that this man really loved. But you can't be selfish, Shin. You must tell me that you are not Shireen. You must not seek happiness in a lie. You're not the woman he means, you are Shin. Not Shireen. Understand?

Okay. I feel dizzy again when I think of this. Suddenly my left hand touched my head reflex. I'm really dizzy. But something unexpected now happened. Instead of touching my head, my hand touched a burly hand that was gently stroking my forehead.

then our gazes collided with each other. This man had a sharp gaze. Those brown eyes seemed to match her slanted eyes perfectly. Ah, shit! Again, I was struck by the charm of this man.

Oh my God, why did you create such a handsome face? I always can't look away when I see that face, if I see that look. And especially if you see his smile. The smile that often makes me lose consciousness. Ah, what is this man's name?

There was an awkward expression on this man's face when my hand touched his. he was surprised. Likewise with me. I also feel awkward and surprised how he felt.

Without further ado, I immediately broke the confusing silence by coughing again. I immediately pulled my hand to be right on my lips. the difference is this is an intentional cough. Meanwhile, earlier was a cough that was unwanted, but unbearable.

"Ow-ow, Honey, are you all right?" he said. If I'm not mistaken this is the second time he's said the same thing.

I again closed my eyes. the dizziness returned to attack slowly. I really don't understand, usually even if I'm dizzy, but not this bad.

"I'm fine," I replied weakly. I couldn't have continued to let this man look worried if I told him I was still so dizzy. because I really don't deserve a sense of care from this man. I'm not Shireen. I'm just a girl who was abandoned by her parents, then lived with a brother who was never nice. Unlike Shireen. She may be a rich, popular, beautiful and smart woman.

But what was bothering me was, why could this guy think of me as Shireen? Does my face look like Shireen's? Ah, I became curious about Shireen's figure. For me Shireen is the luckiest woman because she has a lover who loves her so much.

"Thank God, Honey. I was terrified if something happened to you. I'm sorry, Honey. I promised to take care of you and never leave you again."

After saying that, this man immediately landed a kiss on my forehead. Long time. I felt warmth when her reddish lips touched my forehead. Oh my God, what other feeling is this? Why do I feel the vibrations run through my body? And I ... I feel very comfortable in this state. Once again I feel my life has meaning again.

Even though I still feel weak, I force it to be able to speak even though I stammer. "Err — you ... why did you bring me to this place?"

This man slightly confirmed his sitting position. Now become very close to my bed. I saw his eyes keep on looking at my face. I blushed. I will feel embarrassed if I continue to be stared at like this. I'm not ordinary.

"Earlier you fainted, Honey, I'm worried about your situation. I immediately took you to the hospital even though the security guard at your house had forbidden. But in the end he let me take you too, because if not, I will kill him."

Jeez! Does this guy really care about me? I can't stop thinking if he dared to threaten the security guard. Oh God, after I come back home, what kind of punishment will I get from Uncle and Aunt? The security guard must be talking nonsense to them. Ah, never mind. that's business later. Now I have to finish my business with this man first.

It looks like my navel has diminished. I tried to wake up from my sleep. I feel uncomfortable in this position. .Seeing my movements that forced me to wake up, the man suddenly helped raise my body to a sitting position while leaning against the pillow behind. Even though he had forbidden me to wake up, I still insisted. I'm not comfortable sleeping like that.

huh, why does this guy keep staring at my face? I feel embarrassed. Does he have no other job but to look at me? Oh God, I wish I would touch this man's face and stare at him like this man did to me. But how come? I could not even look back at his face. I looked down more often. Except when I talked to him.

"Err — Shireen. Can you tell me who Shireen is?" I asked slowly. Wouldn't it be nice if I pretended to be Shireen as he thought? I must immediately correct this mistake. He must know that I am not his lover. I am Shin!

Instead of answering my question, the man's hand touched my head again with a confused and worried look on his face. He sighed. "Are you still feeling dizzy, Honey?"

Oh my God! Why did he think my question earlier was the effect of the dizziness I was experiencing? Did he not realize that I really asked. That I will immediately clear this misunderstanding.

"Ah, not really. I'm fine."

but the man immediately got up and rushed out of the room smelling of these drugs. The medicine that was sitting on the table beside me made my nose feel a little tingling. I don't like the smell of medicine. I don't like it. somehow my nose had not smelled good of the drugs, and now the smell was getting better.

But hey, where did that guy go? I want to ask him to get rid of the drugs. My hand does not reach if I have to take it myself. while my body still feels a little sore to move.

Soon the man returned to this room. And somehow I'm very happy to see him. but in fact he did not come alone, behind him was a middle-aged man dressed all in white, whose neck was a stethoscope. Ah, it must be a doctor. But why did he bring the doctor here? Haven't I regained consciousness and my situation will improve soon? huh, what was that crazy guy really thinking?

"Excuse me, Miss," said the doctor to me. And I just nodded back. "How are you?"

I smiled weakly. "I'm fine, Doctor."

Then I saw the doctor glancing at the man, and the man nodded. Hey, exactly what are they planning?

"Do you remember your name, Miss?" asked the doctor carefully.

Oh God, does this doctor think I'm amnesic? Ah, I just realized this. Apparently the man immediately ran and called the doctor because he felt that I had amnesic? Huh, you crazy man! How could he think that I lost my memory.

* To Be Continued *