LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND
CHAPTER 4 OF THE NAYRA FAMILY

"I have to get home soon." They finally separated, Frans drove him only to the big road. Then Nayra walked into an elite housing complex.

"Nayra, where have you been?" dara asked who saw Nayra enter through the back door.

"I'm out of the house." Nayra looked hurried, she had to go to the room immediately. The waiter's gaze could not be separated on Nayra, they whispered to say that Nayra was arrogant after marrying Erland. Even his friendly smile was no longer visible.

In the room, Erland was leaning on the bed. When he saw Nayra was back, Erland told him to make some juice.

"Nayra, are you home?" He met Rhianna while she was walking.

"Yes, Ma." The call was at Rhianna's request. Nayra was already her daughter, so Nayra had the right to call her Mama.

"Where are you going? If you need anything, just ask the waiter." Rhianna's speech made the waiter who was cleaning immediately stop his activities. He was envious of Nayra who was now a Miss at home.

"Master Erland asked me to make some juice, Ma," he replied.

"You still call Mister. You're already husband and wife." Without thinking long Rhianna immediately approached her son. Not accept if his son-in-law still considers Erland as his employer. They are husband and wife, their relationship should be different.

"Ma ..." call Nayra but Rhianna doesn't mind. Now he is confused to follow his in-laws or make juice.

"Nayra, you're so lucky." A senior servant approached Nayra. I don't know what Nayra's doing so much that her big mistress likes Nayra. "What exactly is your plan?" inquiringly. Nayra was confused by the question, she did not know why the attitude of the maid in the house felt different when she was Erland's wife.

"Yes, Nayra. You must have a certain meaning." The other servants provoked. They stared at Nayra.

"Hey, why gather here! Let's go back to each other's jobs." Bi Har comes, he is a senior servant who can be said to be Rhianna's right hand.

"Don't listen to them. Auntie sure you're a good boy." The middle-aged woman patted her back slowly, she also gave her sincere smile.

"Erland! Why do you still treat Nayra as a servant? She is now your wife!" rhianna shouted as she reached her son's room. He looked at Erland sharply.

Her ears ached hearing Rhianna's echoing cry.

"Erland?" His son did not answer. Erland seemed indifferent.

"Yes, Ma. She's my wife now. Besides what's wrong with me telling him to make juice. Is not the duty of a wife also to serve the needs of the husband."

Rhianna walked over, and she sat down by her bed. "Not that, Erland. Why does Nayra still call you master. Don't you have your own nickname yet?"

Erland had indeed forgotten that, Nayra clearly still called him master. Because they haven't talked about this.

One glass of juice is ready on the tray. Carefully Nayra took him.

"Nayra, I'm the one who brought it." Dara offers to help, he does not mind Nayra who is married to Erland. Nayra is quite beautiful, if polished a little like an artist. The proof during the wedding yesterday, Nayra is very different. She looks so much prettier.

"No need, Dara. Your work is still a lot, too" refused Nayra still kept her tray in her hands. But Dara who was kekeh wanted to bring the tray made Nayra finally relented.

They finally walked together to the room. His room is no longer in the back. All the stuff has been moved to this room.

"Nayra, even if you're already a Miss. You never forget me." Dara is afraid of losing Nayra. He was comfortable being friends with her.

"Never, Dara. We're still friends. I'm not limiting our friendship either." Nayra smiled, she could not change just because she married Erland. He remains the figure of Nayra who is what it is.

"Nayra, you are Erland's wife. So you don't call Erland master anymore." Nayra nodded, but she was confused as to what to call him.

Rhianna finally left the room. She left her husband and wife alone in the room.

"You remember our agreement. And don't let my mama know. When there's a mama you should call me Mas Erland."

Again Nayra was only able to nod obediently. There was no command he dared to object to. He must obey all his requests.

"How much are you?" Suddenly Erland asked her age.

"26 years, sir," answered Nayra. He was embarrassed to talk about age.

He accidentally spouts the juice he just drank because he was surprised to hear Nayra's answer.

"Ah crazy. So you and I are your old age?" Erland smiled mockingly. He thought Nayra was far below him, but he was one year older. But his face did not show his mature age.

"Why, Sir? Is something wrong?" tanya Nayra did not accept.

"No." Erland shakes.

***

Armed with an address given by one of his neighbors. The couple tried to find a house from that address. Right in a mansion with a high gate, they stopped. Stare in amazement at the big house.

"Truely, house number 251" said the wife. His head looked inside and the guard came straight to the two.

"Sorry, who are you? What's the need?" ask the security guard with a dislike look.

"We are Uncle and Aunt of Nayra. He lives here, right?"

The guard nodded while thinking. "Nayra just got married, right? Mr. Erland's wife."

The two nodded simultaneously, then the security guard opened the gate telling him to enter immediately.

"Well, it's a nice house. Nayra didn't invite us. She must have fallen asleep with her rich husband" she whispered to her husband.

When they entered, there was a servant who greeted him warmly. Bi Har, he asked them who they wanted to meet.

"Nayras. Nayra is our nephew. We haven't seen each other in a long time" they said enthusiastically.

Nayra who was combing her hair was startled by the knock on the door. He had just relaxed after helping Erland clean up. She did not even get to dress up after the shower.

"Bi Har, what's wrong?"

"That's in the living room there's your uncle and aunt, Nayra," Bi Har said. Nayra was surprised, her uncle and aunt came? Didn't they say they didn't want anything to do with him anymore. His uncle and aunt seemed to have lost their hands with the lives of him and Alvin.

"Uncle, Aunt ...." The two immediately hugged Nayra tightly. It was as if they were expressing the longing they had been craving all this time.