The Rise Of The Ice Queen

"Sir, what are you doing? You could have asked the chef or the servants to help you," Suleiman was thunderstruck by the sight of Nurhan in the kitchen, slicing some limes.

Nurhan shook his head while continue slicing the lime and put it inside the cup of tea that was already prepared.

"I give everyone in the house a few days off. Tasha is unwell. I want to do things for her by myself," Nurhan walked to their room with a cup of tea.

The white silk quilt covered his wife up to her c.h.e.s.t. He noticed the sweat all over Tasha's forehead. Tasha was still sleeping despite all the sweat and heat.

Nurhan sat at the side of the bed, beside his wife. He placed the tea on the bedside table. His attention was diverted to Suleiman that was standing outside of the room.

"We'll talk later," Suleiman could feel that his boss was pissed off with his presence. He knew he should not followed him to the room! Why did he even do that?! It must have been a habit.

As soon as Suleiman left, Nurhan let out an audible sigh. "The tea is going to get cold.."

What can he do? What should he do? He felt so helpless for a moment to see someone he loves to be in this kind of state.

Tasha's facial expression became restless. Even though she was sleeping, Nurhan knew from one glance that she was having a nightmare. He tapped his wife's shoulder to wake her up.

"Hmm.." Tasha slowly opened her eyes.

Nurhan helped her to sit with a fluffy pillow to lean against. He then held onto the cup and let only his wife's mouth to sip. "Drink some tea."

He took a soft tissue from the bedside table and wiped all her sweats after she's done drinking. Nurhan rushed to the kitchen to grab a big transparent bowl full of ice cubes and a white towel.

Once he reached the room back, Nurhan placed some ice cubes on the white towel and wrapped them until it was all covered. He put it gently on Tasha's warm neck, gently and constantly changing the position. In this way, all her neck areas had a contact with the wet and cold towel.

From the neck, Nurhan changed the position of the towel to Tasha's forehead. Tasha's facial expression had not changed. He knew she was feeling uncomfortable with all the heat.

After cooling his wife with the towel, Nurhan switched on the air purifier and humidifier. He took a thermometer out from the first aid kit and checked Tasha's temperature. He soughed. "38.5 degrees. It's high."

Nurhan repeated this whole cooling the body with a wet towel, making her drink lots of water and checking her temperature every two hours. He looked at the time. It's 12 o'clock. It had been four hours since he took care of her in the morning.

He gazed at his wife. Tasha was sleeping comfortably now. Her temperature had also dropped even though there was still fever. She was no longer sweating. He exhaled in relief when he looked at the thermometer.

"Don't be sick anymore, sweetheart." Nurhan hugged his wife and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "I love you so much."