LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND
CHAPTER 11 NEW TASKS

In the morning, he woke up. Prepare Erland needs for bathing and clothing to go to the office. He called Bi Har to help Erland. Because he'll be gone for a while.

"Where are you going, Nayra?" Bi Har noticed her appearance this time. Nothing different, just that Nayra slightly smeared thin makeup on her beautiful face. Also a pair of low-heeled sandals and sling bag as a complement to the look.

"I'm going to a friend's house, Bi. Not long." Nayra glanced at the clock again, it seemed like she was too late. Without further ado, he soon passed away.

A taxi was fortunately there immediately when leaving the house. He immediately boarded and headed to a cafe where he met Frans.

"For so long!" Frans is changing in time. "I'm allowed with Madame Rhianna only until 9. See what time it is?" Nayra had just sat down, she was already taken by Frans.

"Yes already is. I've arrived, quickly tell me what you want to talk to me about."

The man still had his ugly face. But because he did not want to waste time, he finally said what was in his head. He had already compiled several questions as well as requests for Nayra.

"You're definitely going to part with him, right? After a year of marriage." Frans grabbed both hands, stared deeply at his two soothing eyeballs.

Nayra nodded, she clasped her fingers tightly as well. "That's my agreement with Mr. Erland" he said.

"What agreement is there again? You have not done—" Seemed hesitant when saying it, but Nayra already knew what Erland said.

"No, we don't do that either. We don't love each other" he said, making Frans sigh with relief.

"So you can't have kids, right? You still keeping that one?" Frans glanced at her sensitive part making Nayra feel embarrassed.

"What hell! Anyway I'm the same she doesn't love each other. There is no way we will do that" he said confidently.

Frans was relieved, at least the woman he loved was still holy without the touch of another man.

"Oh yeah, now replace me who asked. Why do you work at Mr Erland's house? What was your previous job, why?"

Frans chuckled and explained that she actually wanted to monitor Nayra's movements with her husband. Not if the woman is too close to her husband.

"But me and Mr. Erland are married. Of course we will always be together and also one room. But trust me, he and I don't do anything out of bounds." Nayra tried to explain. Talking softly to her also never, let alone until Erland touched her. That's not possible.

"alright. I trust you. I don't want that lame man to wear your body. I'm not really willing to."

"If you're not willing, why didn't you marry me?" Now replace Nayra who asked. He stirred his drink with a raging feeling in the chest.

"Materially I'm not ready, baby. Please be patient."

Again about the material, even though Nayra did not ask for excessive parties.

At the end of the road, Frans dropped off Nayra. I really can't let that woman walk. But there's no way Frans can get Nayra home. It will make anyone suspicious. Although they can reason if they accidentally meet on the road. But they don't want to make other people think differently.

Mama Rhianna was deliberately standing at the door. Right home, Nayra was greeted by her mother-in-law.

"Where are you out of, Nayra?" tanyakanya. Rhianna was wearing casual clothes. It seems like he will not leave today. Maybe because Erland has started to enter work, so Rhianna can relax at home.

"Go to the house, Ma. There is little to be done" he replied. Rhianna nodded and took her daughter-in-law in.

But just stepping in, Rhianna walked back outside. He called Frans his new driver. The curious Nayra finally stopped, and stood not far from the main door.

"Frans, from today you deliver and pick up Erland. So, you start today going to Erland's office. Waiting for him to come home."

Nayra started to get nervous. What would happen if Frans was the driver of Erland.

"Ma, what happened to Erland's driver?" Suddenly Nayra came, making them instantly turn their eyes on the figure of Nayra.

"No why. It's just that Frans seems more suitable as Erland's driver. He's young and deft."

Nayra glanced at Frans who was smiling happily. Either happy or maybe this is a new toy for Frans.

Until the night before, Nayra's heart was not calm. Erland and Frans have not returned. He sat on the bed with the occasional window facing, perhaps the car they were riding in had come in. But until 7pm, her husband had not returned home either.

"Nayra, let's go out for dinner first." Mama Rhianna's voice called out, she immediately came out of the room.

"Ma, Erland hasn't come home yet?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, have you missed?" Instead of answering, Mama Rhianna even teased him.

BIM!

BIM!

"That's Erland home." The sound of the car horn sounded, Nayra directly walked forward. Frans' figure came out of the car first, then opened the back door. It also helped Erland to sit in his wheelchair.

Seeing Frans who had come home, his heart was calm.

"He's waiting for me to come home?" erland said in his heart. "Tumben was standing in front when I got home."

"Hopefully there is nothing less pleasant than the two of them. I hope you stay professional, Frans," Nayra said in her heart.

Frans pushed his wheelchair and stopped right in front of Nayra. Nayra took over the handle of her wheelchair. But he had not yet stepped, his waist was poked suddenly by Frans. Nayra smiled amusedly with Frans' joke.

"Mama's handsome son is home." Rhianna warmly welcomed her only son with a charming smile.

There was nothing he could be proud of but his son.

"Frans, as I promise you can occupy the back room there is an empty one. So, you don't have to go back and forth. You can go home on weekends. Unless I or Erland need you on the weekend."

Nayra was astonished by Rhianna's words.

"What's? Frans wants to stay here too? Die me!"

Frans smiled happily, he did not stop stealing glances at the figure of Nayra. That means he's free to watch his women here.

"Thank you, Madam. You and your son are indeed very good," he praised excessively.

Nayra could not dwell, she sat down with an erratic feeling.

"Nay, Nayra ....." Many times Rhianna called but Nayra did not respond. Eventually Rhianna touched his hand.

"Yes, Ma." Nayra was surprised, and looked at her mother-in-law closely.

"You want to eat the wind? The plate is not filled with food, anyway." Nayra just realized, then she immediately took the rice and side dishes.