Mariam’s P.O.V.
“Yeah… that right.. just like that… don’t stress… don’t stress… yeah… yeah”, I grunted while following the instruction of my physiotherapist. I was sweating furiously but it didn’t bother me. I couldn’t stay in bed all my life, right? Rosy was very patient with me since I knew her and it was a good thing for me. She had already studied my case and the exercises were different from before. After half an hour of an intense session of exercises, she made me lay down on my back on the bed. I was panting harshly. “I am calling Layla so that she could wipe your body”, Rosy said after finishing drinking water.
“Yeah… I think… I… I need a good shower”, I chuckled while catching my breath. She also laughed while shaking her finger on me. She then walked outside and called Layla. I
