one day you were sick and tired, omar didn't know until he got home, he came inside the bedroom and saw you curled up on the bed, he thought you're just sleeping but he walked closer and touched your forehead and it was very hot

"Pumpkin? Are you okay?" He asked with a concerned tone and a worried look, as he sat beside you, and he started stroking your hair gently "you're sick aren't you? You know i hate seeing you sick pumpkin.."