my first student

Was somebody came to  my house. She wants to register the course of sewing. Suddenly when i started explaining she was sick, her face pale and her cold. I am afraid she fainted. Then i walked into the bedroom. I make her drinking and sent her rest. Finally her uncle came to pick up. Fiuuh.. she is my first student and her sick.. get well soon Dewi Nurkomalasari.:) nice to meet u