LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND
CHAPTER 27 NEW HAIR

The car that was driven by a husband and wife split the cold tonight. Under the dark sky, the car drove very slowly. Enjoy the silence of the night which is only passed by a few vehicles. The road they walk is rarely passed by vehicles.

Erland directed her driver somewhere they would go. Their car stopped right in a magnificent building.

"This is the salon?" asked Nayra just after descending. He stared in disbelief that there was a salon in a place like this. Keep in mind, they had just passed through a small forest. Then in this area there are only a few houses and in the middle there is this magnificent building.

Looking from the front there were no banners or anything. Only an entrance has the text OPEN.

An employee in all-black clothes came out and welcomed Erland's friendly arrival. It seems that the employee already knew Erland himself well.

"Come, Miss. Come with me." The employee immediately directed in, leaving Erland still observing around. The confused Nayra still looked back and strangely her husband was not behind her anymore.

Nayra walked inside through several rooms. All the rooms here are very closed. But there was one guard in front of each door.

"What is this place?"

A room located in the corner of the building, he was welcome to enter. There were two employees waiting in there. It was exactly like in a salon. There is only one seat to serve guests and a large mirror.

Like other salon services, at first his hair was washed first.

"Why, Miss? You seem to be confused." His face can be read by the employee. "You're confused by this place?"

With a bad taste, he finally nodded. "Yes, I'm new—"

And suddenly Nayra stopped her own words. He just realized something.

"Oh, don't tell me I just found out about a place like this. Later I thought I was a great village. The rich would already know about a place like this. I pretend I've been visiting a lot."

"Ah, no. I'm just a little sleepy. But my husband forced me to go to the salon tonight, too," he said.

"Oh so. If Miss wants to sleep, it's okay too. I keep doing it well." Nayra flicked her hand, saying it was okay to hold back the sleepiness.

As time went on, Nayra closed her eyes as a gentle massage continued to feel in her head. Makes his mind relax a little.

"Miss, does her hair want to be colored?" The question from the female employee made her open her eyes. He thought for a moment.

"I don't think so," he answered.

But a moment later he thought again. "Hm. Just color it, but that's not very conspicuous." I don't know what made him change his mind.

The employee gave her a book with a variety of hair colors, and Nayra was told to choose.

"Pick only those that are suitable for me." Nayra was confused to choose the color of her hair, because for a lifetime she had never changed the color of her hair that had been born in deep black.

Their heads turned at the same time when they heard the sound of the door of the room about to be opened. It turned out that Erland was coming, he was with the guards in front.

Erland squinted her eyes when she saw the salon employee was concocting hair dye.

"Do you want my wife's hair?" ask Erland.

Nayra immediately looked at Erland in surprise. "Wife?"

For almost 3 hours, Nayra was in the salon. Pretty exhausting and boring. But not with Erland, he did not stop paying attention to his wife earlier. Isn't Erland typekal a man who doesn't like to wait? But this time it was no problem for him.

The last step is to dry the hair. By the way, her hair had changed color. Korean hair color. Brownish. Nayra's aura instantly changed, she transformed into a graceful woman.

"It's over, Miss." It is like seeing someone else. The look of her hair from the mirror looks like she's not.

"Where's it?" ask Nayra later. Because there he did not see any cashier.

The employee immediately smiled. "What to pay, miss. This place belongs to Mr. Erland."

Suddenly Erland ran her own wheelchair towards the door. Nayra immediately pursued and did not let Erland walk alone.

Nayra did not expect that her husband had much effort. He thinks having a company is great.

"It belongs to my father. But it will fall into my hands."

Nayra nodded her head. "Oh, like that."

The sky was getting thick, but the moon was very bright among the black clouds. Their car broke the silence of the night. Nayra yawned several times can not resist drowsiness.

Unknowingly Nayra fell asleep in the car. Even his head was leaning on Erland's shoulders unwittingly. Her husband was silent and confirmed the position of his head.

Until he got home, Nayra was still asleep.

"Wake up." Erland moved her shoulders slowly. "Wake up, it has arrived" he said again.

Not long before his eyes were broken. He slowly opened his eyes and right in front of him was Erland's face.

"Come down and sleep in the room. I can't lift you up. So, don't force me." He was paralyzed, how could he lift his wife's body.

Still with a heavy drowsiness, Nayra staggered. But there was a servant who helped support his body.

"I can walk by myself ..." he said.

From the back, Erland watched him.

Arriving at the room, Nayra immediately dropped her body. Even he had forgotten that there was Erland who needed his help. Seeing his wife sleeping, he changed his own clothes and went to bed.

The sandals his wife was wearing were still at his feet, Erland was trying to take them off. After that, he tried to get into bed. He's holding on to the bed.

BRUGH!

There was a noise.

BRAKKK!!

Nayra was immediately shocked and immediately woke up. Erland was already on the floor. Her wheelchair flipped over and almost hit her husband's body.

"Oh my God!" Nayra let out a startled scream and it sounded from outside that there were some people running. The sound of footsteps rang out.

GECK!

GECK!

GECK!

"Master, Miss ...." Their ears turned out to be instantly sensitive. All the servants who heard the commotion immediately ran to Erland's room.

"Emperor them all!" erland. His hand hit the floor of the room in annoyance.

"Useless! I'm useless!" he screamed in his heart. He turned his face when Nayra returned and helped himself to get back into his wheelchair.

"Master, forgive me. I'm not paying attention to you, I fell asleep first."

"Stop saying sorry. Don't say sorry to me!"

Suddenly Erland threw a pillow and also a blanket on the floor. "Sleep downstairs!"

Her eyes were wide open to her husband's expulsion. Erland who he thought had changed in fact back again became very annoying.

"Basic plin-plan!!!"