Et faig un esquema...?

Dic en veu alta, almenys 5 vegades: em trobo FATAAAAL! En Sasa no es mou. Jec al llit, moribunda i afegeixo: encara que no em facis ni cas, em trobo fataaaaal!. En Sasa diu: Per què creus que he agafat els papers i he vingut a treballar al llit??? Per estar al teu costat! i jo dic: si m´ho haguessis dit! si m´haguessis dit, guapa, perla, no pateixis que vinc al teu costat, enlloc de no dir res, que no sé mai si m´has sentit o si has vingut per casualitat.

I'm complaining out loud, more than 5 times now I FEEL REALLY SICK! Sasa is not moving at all. I lay on my sickbed, half dead and say: even though you're not paying me any attention, I feel really sick! Sasa says: why do you think I took all my paperwork and came to bed to work??? To be with you! And I say: if only you'd said it! if only you'd said darling, sweetie, don't worry, I'm coming, I'll lay next to you, instead of keeping your thoughts to yourself. I really never know if you've heard me or you came by chance.