Sounds of beeping filling the silence inside the white room, smell of medicines filling the air. And your husband is lying down on the hospital bed, vulnerable.

How is he in this state? He spent 4 hours playing under the rain, and ended up caughting a fever. He kept whining and yelling to be brought to the hospital, so you drove him here.

"Pupu.. Hubby want pupu..." He whines while you're feeding him with a wam chicken porridge, wanting your kiss.