Being a Paralyzed Doctor Bride
Chapter 28. Rian Ismoyo

Sumi opened the door and immediately went wide. In front of him was now a handsome, well-built man with blond hair. He smiled gently while raising his hand.

"Hi, Mbok!" greet Rian.

"Mas Rian!" exclaim Sumi while smothering her mouth using her palm.

"Mbok Sumi, how are you?" rian asked while displaying his deathly smile.

"Thank God be good, Mas. Comein, Mas!" Sumi walked ahead of Rian.

"Mbok call mom first, yes," said Sumi when Rian was sitting in the living room.

Rian nodded, and Sumi half ran over to Drini. When he arrived before his master, Sumi squeezed the negligee wrapped in his body. He did not know to be happy or sad when he saw Rian coming home.

"That's it, that's coming Mas Rian, Mom."

Hearing the name of her first child called, Drini immediately looked up. He did not expect his son to return after escaping because his intention to continue his studies in America was opposed by Anton.

Drini thought Rian would never return after the incident. He got up from the sofa and quickly stepped into the living room. Arriving in the living room, Drini was stunned.

Drini stared at the steadfast back of the son she had long missed in silence. Rian is seen staring at a simple wedding photo of Andri and Riana on display on the wall. Realizing the presence of the mother, Rian turned right.

"Mother" said Rian, smiling broadly.

Drini pecked with teary eyes. Rian also took the initiative to walk towards the mother. He clenched tightly to Drini's body to ease the longing that dwells in the heart.

"Mom, Rian's home. Can Rian still live here? Rian misses Mom and the others."

"Why did you just come home, Rian? Shouldn't you have come home sooner? Why so long. Miss kangen!" Drini's cry broke.

"Sorry, Mom. Rian decided to work there first to have savings when he returned to Indonesia."

The curious Andri finally turned the wheel to come to know who was coming. As soon as he arrived at the living room, he fell silent. The older brother who used to fight with her had finally returned.

"Mas Rian!" andri.

Rian took off the hug from the mother. He stared at his younger brother's astonishment with a gaze that was hard to decipher. Seeing Andri's condition made Rian sad.

Rian's legs suddenly limp as if losing strength. Once in front of Andri, Rian's body immediately collapsed. He sat down at Andri's feet.

Rian moved his trembling arm to rub the feet of the younger brother. Tears dripped down the man's hard-looking cheeks. From there, anyone can find out how he loves Andri.

"W-what happened, Ndri? Why are you like this?" rian asked with a pushy look towards the sister.

"Bad luck nobody knows, Mom. I got polio a few months ago because the case escalated in Pidie. I don't know why this is also so. Maybe it's my destiny." Andri smiled wryly as she recalled how she had to recover mentally for months.

"Well try therapy? Therapy will not cure polio. But, at least your muscles will be a little trained and the effects of paralysis can slow down a little. From now on, I'll help you too."

Rian who was originally seated, was now standing straight. He looked at Yuan and Andri in turn. Realizing the confused older brother, Andri finally introduces his wife to Rian.

"He's Yuan, Mas. My wife." Andri clasped Yuan's fingers and then kissed the back of his hand.

"What's the same different in the photo?" Rian pointed at the photo hanging on the wall with his thumb.

"Wasn't that wearing a mekap?"

"O .. Yes, yes?" Rian nodded while scratching his non-itchy head.

Suddenly, the mood turned into laughter. They all ended up having lunch together before Yuan and Andri left the house. When finished, Andri and Yuan said goodbye.

They go to the house to be seen by the driver. Along the way Yuan and Andri threw jokes at each other. Until finally Yuan's curiosity makes Andri again pry the story of his family's past.

"Can you, anyway, you don't give permission to Mas Rian to go to college in America?" asked Yuan curiously.

"Mas Rian was naughty when he was young. I'm afraid Mas Rian got carried away by free association there."

Andri recounted all while gently stroking Yuan's hair. Yuan rested his head on the husband's shoulder comfortably. The woman only nodded while listening to Andri's explanation.

"If there is still in Indonesia, Mas Rian activities are still monitored. Suppose he is naughty, you can pick him up and beat him up!" Andri chuckled as he punched his fist into the air.

Andri laughed off remembering how the last time Rian got a punch from Anton. Anton rarely uses violence to educate his children. Actually Anton accidentally hit Rian at that time.

Anton's fist landed on Rian's jaw because he actually wanted to hit the wall behind the son. However, his calculations missed so much that his fist ended up in Rian's jaw.

"But at that time Mas Rian was a bully, anyway. He gave it a lesson, but it turns out hanging out with his friends for your life! Fortunately, mr. Cepet-cepet came, if not for sure Mas Rian already ngisep it haram stuff!"

"Yes, yeah. Thankfully, my dad arrived on time! How are you going to end it?" ask Yuan.

"Mas Rian entered the school that had its dormitory. But, yeah that's it. He's running back and forth. Otherwise, he made a riot that made the supervisor and the housekeeper raise their hands. Finally, I picked up Mas Rian and given some conditions to stay at home."

"Ooo .. So that's the story." Yuan nodded in understanding while closing his arms to Andri.

That day they surrounded the city of Surabaya to find a suitable house. However, it does not produce results. Finally they came home with only disappointment.

"Where, can?" ask Drini when Yuan and Andri just got home.

Andri Yuan stopped Andri's wheelchair push right next to Drini, then he landed his buttocks on the couch. Andri shook her head and took the teacup that was thrust to her by Sumi.

"What did your mom say? Just find it near here so it's closer to mom. I am not used to being away from my children. It seems to be willing if you are far from you," said Drini.

"Are I at home, ma'am?" Rian walked down the stairs with an apple in a grip that was occasionally thrown into the air.