LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND
CHAPTER 33 COMES SUDDENLY

Erland's words were not in fact playful. A command that has been done as it should. The room, which had been quiet, had now turned into a beautiful room.

The lit candles are formed for a path to the bed. The light of the lamp looks dim with the help of a lot of candle light.

With a feeling of uncertainty, Nayra tried to push her wheelchair well. They follow the direction of the candle formed.

"Stop!" In the middle of the road Erland stopped him. His head looked back. "Clean yourself immediately. Don't think about me, there's a waiter coming soon."

His face turned deathly pale, Nayra really had no idea what was coming next. But for some reason he could not revolt, he was like a servant following all the orders of his master.

"Mr ... What's up with tonight?" He looked at his face in the mirror and asked in his heart. Then turn on the shower and splash her body with that fresh water. His whole body he cleansed with an abundance of soap. His colored hair also did not escape he cleaned. Until the sidelines of his teeth also did not miss he cleaned. For a moment he fell silent and stared at his own innocent body.

"Naito ... What's wrong with you this time?"

He crouched down and held his head with both hands. Something he never imagined before, could it happen tonight?

"Mr ...." He was shocked when he saw Erland sitting on the bed. The flower petals scattered around the floor of his room were also on the bed to his current attention. It's so beautiful and the smell is so sweet.

And now the focus is back on Erland who has changed into clothes wearing pajamas. His face was cold and haughty, but tonight turned into a pleasant face.

Nayra was still wearing her towel pajamas as well as her hair that was still wet.

"Wear that shirt" he pointed it at a shirt on the table. It's dark blue and lacy.

"Master, what—"

"I don't need answers or questions."

The blue shirt is now in his hands. He went back into the bathroom.

"Isn't this too sexy?" The shirt with two thin straps revealed both of her beautiful shoulders. Also the neck is clearly visible. And the pieces of his shirt that are only limited to the knee. And what makes him uncomfortable is his V-shirt model, featuring a hemisphere of two of his prized assets.

But with all consideration he finally came out of the bathroom after many times making difficult decisions.

Erland stared in amazement at his wife's appearance tonight. She is beautiful with her slender body. Also the clothes she wears add a graceful and sexy impression. The woman walked down not daring to look into the eyes of the eagle owned by her husband.

He was a normal man, naturally his maleness soul rose to see the delicious food before him.

While boarding the bed, Nayra's two hands tried to cover both of her valuable assets. He looked embarrassed and tried to hide.

Suddenly the lights went out. Their visibility is limited. There was only one candle lit in their room. A burly hand moved around to his waist, making his entire body goosebumps.

"Tu—" Her voice was cut off when suddenly her lips were devoured by her husband. She was helpless and instantly fell on top of her husband's body.

They do it with all their heart. I don't know what the two men are feeling. There is no rejection or rebellion, everything happens as it is.

***

At Rhianna's residence, after news that her son was rushed to the hospital, she flew straight to the honeymoon city of her son and daughter-in-law. As with Nayra, he was also very worried.

Frans who was next to him was puzzled as to how. Adjacent to his great mistress made him not free to move.

He was told to accompany Rhianna. To make it easier later to take his employer to and fro.

This opportunity Frans will use to give calculations to Nayra. Her lover was really making her go up. Some of his calls as well as his messages were completely ignored.

Nayra was really having fun with her paralyzed husband. That was Frans' mind all along.

After arriving at the city they were heading to, they immediately moved to an inn occupied by Erland and Nayra.

"Has Mr Erland come home from the hospital, ma'am?" ask Frans.

"It has. Said they were up until last night."

Although Erland did not arrive at the opening, but he was still worried. He had to see his son.

When he arrived in front of their inn room, Rhianna immediately snatched in because she also knew the password.

But when he opened the door he was greeted by many candles.

"What's this about? Frans, did we get the wrong room?" Rhianna never ordered a surprise candle like this.

"Wait, Mistress. I'm going to the reception first."

"No," prevent it quickly. His pace accelerated and his goal was now into the room. "Oh, God." Rhianna covered her mouth with both hands. Frans immediately walked after because he was curious.

"We came at an inopportune time, Frans!" Rhianna immediately pulled Frans out, but Frans did not know what Rhianna had seen just now.

"What's up, Madam?" ask him curiously. Not only curious, suddenly negative thoughts immediately lodged in his head. His face was red withstanding anger.

"I feel guilty, Frans. They have interrupted their honeymoon. Though they are having fun here," he said, holding back laughter and his sparkling eyes.

"Madam, I'll let you go to the toilet for a second." Frans ran straight to the room. Fortunately, the door was not closed when Rhianna pulled it out just now. "What have they done?" He clenched his hands and prepared to beat anyone.

"French ...." Nayra who had woken up and was intending to clean up was shocked to see Frans who was in her inn room. His girlfriend pulled him out.

"You lied to me, Nayra! You said you wouldn't do anything with that lame man but what the hell! You lied to me! You promised to come back to me but—" Frans hit the wall with great disappointment.

Hearing that, he felt slashed. He held onto Frans' shoulder and tried to look at his two reddened eyes.

"We'll talk later if I go home. Who are you here with? What's with mama?" guess later. Because Rhianna must have known that Erland was admitted to the hospital yesterday.

Frans immediately shook his hand and walked away from his lover. From behind, he stared at Frans' wide back. His stout body slowly disappeared from his sight.

He feels guilty now, hurting the man who loves him. But it's like this, Nayra can't choose now. Difficult choices and also coercive circumstances.