LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND

LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND
CHAPTER 39 EATING LATE


After completing the payment, he ran to the nearest toilet. His stomach felt nauseous unbearable. While holding his stomach, he tried to vomit his entire stomach. But there was nothing he could remove, only saliva left. Because from morning there was no food that entered his stomach.


Nayra reached into her bag to retrieve her vibrating phone. It turned out that the call from Alvin and he had not had time to pick up the call had stopped.


[Sister, I go to school first. It was late, afraid of being late.]


The distance from the school is quite close, just a walk of about 300 meters.


Hearing Alvin saying goodbye to going to school made it seem slapped. He realized that after marriage, he seemed indifferent to his sister's education. He is no longer chatty in telling him to study, he is no longer angry if Alvin is lazy to go to school and he no longer asks about his sister's activities at school.


He was too busy with his own home life as well as Frans.


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In Mario's apartment, Erland who had finished his breakfast was still not exhausted with the funds coming out of his wife's atm.


"Basic is useless! What are you guys doing? Huh huh? Sleep on?" His emotions are in the sea. After he checked the cctv and Nayra was caught leaving early this morning. Along with the funds that come out, make it a big question mark.


"Quick find where my wife is now!"


The bodyguard he hired was not one to follow where his wife went. They reasoned because they had just woken up and did not expect Nayra to leave early.


"Sir, aren't you firing that guy right now?" Mario was also furious at the information he had obtained. He also could hardly believe the beginning.


"For what? I want them to suffer first!." He sipped a cup of tea and put the cup down violently. "Aarghhhhh!" He felt a dream now, about the reality he had difficulty believing this time.


"Do we have to tell Mrs Rhianna now, sir?" mario asked as he cleaned the dishes after they had breakfast.


"Shut up! I don't need you to talk!"


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"Well, do you know where Nayra is?" Frans suddenly came to Dara who was drying clothes. "Eh, I mean Miss Nayra."


Dara was quite surprised by Frans' question which seemed to casually mention the name Nayra without the name of miss. But after that Frans fixed his call on Nayra making him unsuspecting.


"Oh, Miss Nayra left this morning. I don't know where, I don't know. Why why?"


"Oh it's okay. It's just that I was entrusted with trust by Mr. Erland, to take you wherever you go. So, if the lady has gone by herself already. I didn't wake up yet" he said at length. He then passed away, but suddenly his hand was pulled.


"Frans, you have free time not tonight?" Dara is still trying to get Frans' heart, he does not want to give up just like that. His love must be reciprocated, however.


"Frans, you're here apparently. Let's take me to my friend's place." Rhianna suddenly came and cut off the conversation of the two of them.


"Because I don't have time" he refused.


Dara who heard the rejection instantly turned sour. He thought Frans would accept his invitation but so soon he refused without a second thought.


"Hey! Shut up!" It seems like almost all the servants here know that he has a crush on Frans. And they happily kept mocking him.


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To reduce nausea, Nayra went to the cafeteria. He ordered a bowl of chicken soup. Maybe if it has filled his stomach, it will reduce his nausea.


"This is Miss please." It didn't take long to wait for the order to arrive.


At a table in the corner of the canteen, Nayra chose to sit there. And he started eating his soup slowly. But just as two mouthfuls landed on her stomach, Nayra began to feel nausea again. He could not finish the chicken soup because over time the smell was fishy.


He finally ordered another menu, because the one that did not fit in his stomach. The choice fell on toast without jam. Somehow he chose the menu and thank God it finally fits and can fit into his stomach a lot. It was tasteless, but he could eat the toast.


After feeling full, he intends to return to his uncle's nursery. And don't forget he bought some food for Aunt Ranny.


"Nayra, thank you." Auntie Ranny hugged him tightly. Again he shed tears. He also recalled his previous cruel behavior to his nephew. Can't forgive himself every time he remembers his evil attitude first.


"Yes, Bi. This is Nayra bringing food. Aunt eat first." The anger towards his Uncle and Aunt gradually faded. Nayra was at peace with the situation. He doesn't want to dispute what he used to be.


His uncle's operation will be tomorrow. Until now, Uncle Leo has not been aware. He still lost consciousness.


"Nay, where's your husband? Your husband didn't come here? Visiting your uncle?" ask Aunt Ranny.


"Mas Erland again out of town, Bi. Probably home tomorrow" he replied.


Aunt Ranny nodded briefly. His hands deftly opened the package of food that Nayra bought for him. They eat like hungry people.


"Nay, Aunt still feels dreams tau. You can marry a rich man like Erland. You're very lucky" Aunt Ranny said as she chewed on the flat-shaped beef. The delicious taste of meat and vegetables becomes a unity in the mouth. Spicy, sweet and salty taste into one.


"Auntie want to go back?" Nayra tried to distract herself by offering her food again. He is lazy to talk about his marriage.


"No, this is enough. Oh yes Nay, does Erland love you too much?" tanyanya.


"If not love what can do marriage?" Now he asks back. In fact, they did not love each other at the time.


"It could have been arranged, Nay. Uncle and Aunt were also betrothed."


Nayra laughed softly, about the story because she just heard this time.


"Uncle and Aunt were betrothed, because Auntie used to love working so she never had a man's acquaintance" he said.


"When did Aunt start falling in love with uncle?"


"Hmmm. Since we often meet and sleep in the same bed. There is a comfort in itself." Aunt Ranny imagines the beginning of her marriage to Uncle Leo. The untrusted will last this long.


"So often meet and sleep one bed? Mr. Erland and I are too. Did you ever feel comfortable with me?"


Nayra shook her head strongly, feeling ridiculous with what she asked herself in her heart.