Forced to Marry a Paralyzed Young Boss
*Episode 24

Since the grandmother's condition had stabilized again, Chacha decided to return home today. He again left the responsibility of looking after grandmother to Hendra.

When Chacha comes home, the house is deserted. There is no Maryam. Because indeed, the Maryam bik at this hour is usually in the market for shopping for home needs.

Brakk ...

A falling object sounded extremely loud coming from Bastian's room. Chacha who had just wanted to head to his room, canceled the intention of hearing the sound.

Chacha ran quickly up the stairs. Without waiting any longer, he immediately opened the door of Bastian's room which was indeed unlocked.

"Bastian!" Chacha shouted loudly when he saw what was happening in the room.

"Go!" bastian said expelling Chacha in a loud voice.

Chacha doesn't listen to what Bastian has to say. He immediately approached Bastian's body which was falling on the floor. For some reason, Bastian could fall from the wheelchair he always uses.

Next to Bastian falling, there were shards of gucci scattered about. The large and tall Gucci was smashed into pieces like it had just gotten a heavy bump.

"Go I said," said Bastian while pushing Chacha strongly.

Chacha still did not listen to what Bastian said. Although Bastian had pushed his body until he fell to the floor, Chacha still returned to help Bastian.

"Go! I don't need your help! I don't need mercy from you!" bastian said shouting out loud.

Instead of leaving, Chacha hugged Bastian's body tightly. He tried to calm Bastian down. Chacha had no other way but to embrace that body. A weak body that tries to stay strong.

Chacha. Bastian, who was initially struggling, slowly lets Chacha do as he pleases. He was swept away in Chacha's arms. Bastian even buried his head in the arms of Chacha that felt so warm.

For a while, Chacha let Bastian calm himself in his arms. Then, slowly, he picked up the shards of gucci that were within Bastian's grasp.

Chacha helps Bastian wake up, then brings Bastian to sit on a mattress not far from them. Then, he left Bastian there to look for a medicine box.

After he found it, Chacha brought the medicine box to treat the wound on Bastian's hand. Bastian lets Chacha do what he wants.

"Don't hurt yourself, Bastian," Chacha said as he rubbed the medicine into Bastian's injured hand as a result of the shards of gucci he held firmly.

"Don't pity me, Chacha. I don't need mercy" said Bastian, clasping Chacha's hand tightly. For the first time, Bastian mentions Chacha during their marriage.

"I know you don't need mercy. Because indeed, you don't need to be pitied" Chacha said as he opened Bastian's hand. Then, he went back to what he was doing, namely, treating Bastian's still unfinished hand.

Finished smearing the medicine, Chacha bandaged the wound with a bandage. The wound wasn't too wide, only, the stab was very deep.

"Didn't you want to get this wound checked out by a doctor?" ask Chacha.

"No."

"Aren't you afraid that this wound is an infection?"

"Do you have no other answer than the word 'no?" chacha asked in annoyance.

"No."

"Yes, it's up to you" said Chacha resigned in the end.

"I suggest, this wound should not be exposed to water first," said Chacha while taking care of the drugs he used.

Bastian did not answer. He just kept quiet and looked at what Chacha was doing.

"I'll stay first. If you need anything, you can call me" Chacha said as he left Bastian.

"Why are you helping me?" bastian asked to stop Chacha's move.

"Because you're my husband. Yes, even if you never admit it, but still won't change things."

After saying that, Chacha resumed his steps to leave Bastian's room. As for Bastian, he did not answer what Chacha said. He just kept silent as he stared at Chacha's back which was getting away from him.

After Bastian's room, Chacha decides to cook. Coincidentally, bik Maryam has just returned from the market.

"Sir, today, let me cook. Can't you?" chacha asked Maryam's biker who was busy taking out her groceries.

"Well, miss boss can cook?" ask Maryam a little surprised.

"Can dong bik. Just ... It might not be as good as aunt's cooking."

"Wuah, it's so amazing that she's the boss's name."

"What's so amazing, bik?" chacha asked confusedly.

"Miss boss can cook. It's something of an extraordinary name."

"Bik Maryam is there. Being able to cook it is not an extraordinary name, bik. The girl must be able to cook, so that her husband does not starve," Chacha said with a smile accompanied by head bobbles.

"Eh, don't get me wrong, miss boss. Young people today, many can not cook. Her hobby is buying food outside, easy, practical and not complicated. That's what he said."

"Yes, not all the bik."

"Yes, not all of it. It's just, most of it's the boss's lady."

"Yes yes. So how? Can you please, if I'm cooking?"

"By dong miss bos. It can be even."