LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND
CHAPTER 26 RHIANNA'S PLAN

A few seconds later, she looked at her husband's face.

"I'll be with you in just one year? Why is it like that."

He doesn't deserve to be with a guy like Erland. The handsome man should be paired with a woman who is clearly of his origin.

"Miss, what was your busy life as Erland's wife? Do you have your own company?"

He remembered Jack's question earlier, he even asked a very natural thing among people like them. He who is nothing and not a respected person, feels unworthy to have a family like this.

"Sir, we are different."

He closed his eyes trying to forget what happened today. I hope tomorrow there will be a better life.

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One last mouthful landed in his mouth. Rhianna then took something in her bag. He offered a ticket.

"What is this, Ma?" Erland knew it was a plane ticket. It was just that he was at a loss as to what purpose Rhianna gave him that.

"Honeymoon tour. Mama has booked a hotel and several tourist attractions for both of you to visit," he replied enthusiastically. Rhianna smiled widely and gulped down the water quickly.

Nayra looked straight at Erland. He put down the spoon and also hurriedly drank. Rhianna was still with her spirit smile and looked at Erland and Nayra alternately.

"Ma, it looks like—"

"There is no rejection! Appreciate your efforts."

"But, Ma. How Erland wants to have fun there, the road can not. Don't overdo it, Ma," Erland objected.

"And there's Nayra, you two are gonna have fun there. Where are you with."

As much as Erland refused, Rhianna remained in her position. He even persuaded Nayra to face him.

"Yes, Ma," answered Nayra in the end approvingly and receiving a sharp glare from Erland.

"Sir, are you leaving now?" Frans suddenly appeared. "Well, Mario, there's a morning meeting" he said.

Frans's point of view was directed at her lover. Nayra who was stared at also threw a face. Frans had clearly heard about what the three of them were talking about just now.

"Honeymoon? I won't let it!"

"Erland, anyway tomorrow you must go with Nayra," cried Rhianna as Erland had walked away. "Nayra, prepare clothes and items that you want to bring tomorrow."

Nayra nodded and returned to the room. There he picked up a large suitcase and began to put in his clothes as well as Erland's clothes.

"Honeymoon? What will happen later?"

He shook strongly. "No, nothing will happen!"

[Don't leave tomorrow! I'll get it!]

A message coming in from Frans, Nayra immediately glared at the message.

[French! Don't be silly! Don't make trouble, we have an agreement anyway. Why do you not believe it yet?]

After getting a message from Frans made himself not in the mood for packing. He left his clothes on the floor. Not finished putting it in the suitcase.

GECK!

GECK!

GECK!

"Naito ...."

"Become, just come in." The voice of his friend called. Nayra invited Dara to come in.

"Ciye ... Who wants a honeymoon," his god nudged his arm.

"What the hell. Help me pack dong's clothes."

Dara's presence helped her quite a bit. But suddenly he remembered Frans.

"Well, you like to watch?"

Dara looked at her best friend in wonder. "Yes, I like it anyway. You wanna watch, Nay? Come on anyway."

Nayra shook her head, "Frans likes to watch. You try to get him to watch."

"Yes, am I the one who talked?"

Without hesitation Dara nodded immediately. He said he wasn't brave enough to talk to Frans. Because he had once asked Frans to speak but the man was very cold.

"All right, I'll talk."

Nayra also wanted to test Frans. Is he also interested in other women?

[Because I like you. You know Dara, right? The waiter who was with me often. He said he wanted to watch, you want to?]

After Dara leaves, Nayra types a message for Frans. And not long before Frans replied.

[You know, there's a new movie.]

Nayra immediately fiery read a reply from Frans. It was unexpected that her lover had even received an invitation from Dara.

[What? You want? The road with Dara?]

[Why? You want to go on a honeymoon with that crippled man!]

Nayra stomped her feet and walked back and forth in the room. Her heart ached to hear Frans openly accept Dara's invitation.

[I also want to have fun with women other than you.]

Once the reply sent to her again made Nayra hotter.

"No problem, Nayra. You with Dara are not a comparable rival. There's no way Frans will change heart."

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Day starts in the afternoon, in these hours Erland will be home soon. Nayra was already cleaning up and wearing nice clothes.

Not how long heard the roar of the car engine from the front. Nayra walked straight out of the room and walked towards the main door. There was Rhianna.

Erland's gaze immediately turned to Nayra who was standing next to her mother. Nayra immediately approached and took over the grip of the wheelchair that was originally held by Frans. There was no line of sight between him and Frans as usual. Nayra deliberately avoided it and Frans did too.

"Why your face?" Nayra who was taking off her shoes then looked up.

"Why, Master?" She felt her own face and felt nothing.

"Your face is pouting, like there's something," Erland said. What her husband said had a point. He was still shrouded in feelings of annoyance over Frans.

"Ah, no. My face is like this."

"Yes, Ugly!" ejek Erland while laughing briefly.

Nayra immediately looked at him with a look of disbelief that Erland could laugh. He mocked her and laughed at her.

"Your hair is tangled! Like not being treated." Erland held her hair slightly and shook it. "Wear my card for treatment! If people look at you like this, I don't think I'm giving you money!"

Nayra was still speechless with her own shock. This was the first time Erland commented on his performance. He did not hesitate to ask her to take care of herself.

And it was only realized that Erland who is now not often slamming things suddenly. He has changed, even talking long is not like the first short one.

"Are you deaf?" Erland shook his wife's head, because he had invited her to speak, but Nayra was silent.

"Yes, Sir. I'll go to the salon.".

"Don't later! Now!"

Nayra was immediately startled, she put down Erland's shoes and returned to her original place. He looked at Erland.

"Which balloon is open at night, sir?"

"Much! No excuses!"

Nayra rolled her eyes puffed, not for many reasons, only she was lazy if the nights went out.

"Quickly prepare. I'll keep you company."

"Huh?????" Nayra shouted in her heart. "Dream what I was last night."