LOVE FOR A PARALYZED HUSBAND
CHAPTER 8 THE NEW DRIVER

BRAKKK!!!

Erland kicked the table making both of them turn their heads. Nayra quickly approached.

"What's up, Mister?" He knew that if it was like this, there must be something he wanted to say.

"Hurry home! I don't want to see you here!" He was expelled making her self-conscious. Nayra finally left without saying a word. He also wanted to go home, rather than continue here but as it was not considered.

While waiting for Erland's return, Nayra cleaned her bed. He slept for a moment on the big bed. It feels very comfortable, for a long time he did not enjoy the tenderness of the mattress. Now he could only feel the thickness of the carpet that became his bedmate.

CLOAKS.

The door opened, Erland entered with a servant. Then the waiter came out. The warm bath water was prepared. He quickly opened one by one his clothes. Erland looked at him incessantly. Because Nayra wears a pajama shirt whose buttons are not buttoned. Whether he intentionally or forgot. He showed his chest slightly.

He turned his eyes to look at another. But somehow again his eyes do not want to change position. Keep staring at the beauty of the assets that Nayra has. And in the end Nayra realized where Erland's eyes had been. He immediately followed the direction of his eyes and centered on both of his chest.

"Oh my God." He was surprised to find his buttons open at the top. He quickly pulled it.

This was the second time he felt ashamed in front of Erland. After his clothes were all taken off, he took Erland into the bathroom.

"Stay here!" Erland told Nayra to stay there with her to take a shower. I don't know what he's going to say to his wife again.

Nayra finally stood next to the bath. He looked at Erland who was cleansing his body. Although he often saw her naked, but still his eyes did not stop being fascinated. His field chest seemed to hypnotize him. His body became the desire of every woman.

"Clean my back area!" later orders.

The shocked Nayra suddenly stepped on her original foot and accidentally stumbled and fell into a bath up on Erland. Half her body went into the bath with her legs still on the floor.

Head until the upper body is wet. Erland who was overwritten by Nayra's body grimaced in pain.

"Sir-sir, I-sorry." Nayra was frightened by the wet body.

He got up and confirmed the wet position of his clothes. His hair was also splashed with water.

Erland looked at him sharply. His heart was pounding between fear and nervousness.

"Reply wake me up!" Nayra also helped lift her body. Whether the power is not strong or Nayra is not ready, they fall together into the bath up again. Nayra could not lift her body until her grip was released and her body fell into a bath up.

"Aargghhhh!!!!" Erland groaned in annoyance. "You're useless!" his loud screams made his ears hurt. Both of his legs were shaking with fear. His face that was wet with water revealed an overwhelming fear.

"You—" Erland tightly gripped his arm until it was red. Nayra slowly retreated, she was afraid to come close to her husband.

"Go!" Erland threw him out, and the frightened Nayra passed away.

He crouched in fear while hugging his knees. The tears that he had sustained finally broke as well. What happened was beyond suspicion. He didn't know he was going to fall into a bath up. His knee also hurt being bumped by the bath-up wall, but he was resistant. Now he sees his knee bruised.

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Since yesterday's incident, Erland had been silencing Nayra. There was no order or word from Erland for him. Nayra did not dare to ask anything either. Like this morning, Erland chose to call Bi Har to help her take a bath. Nayra didn't mind, it was even better.

He chose to go to the kitchen to help the waiter prepare breakfast dishes.

"Miss, you'd better sit down" said the waiter with a look of dislike. Even the call of the lady seemed forced.

"Don't call me Miss. Just call Nayra as usual" said Nayra.

"Can't, Miss. You are the wife of Mr. Erland."

"Nayra, what are you doing there?" Rhianna called out to him, she quickly approached. Looks today Rhianna dressed very neatly like she was about to leave.

"I was just helping the waiter prepare the food, Ma," he replied.

"Oh, you're here." Rhianna told him to sit down. "Nayra, Mama's going out of town today. Visit the company there. Possibly home tomorrow morning."

"Oh, so Mama's going to go."

Nayra nodded. That means there's no Rhianna in the house all day.

The food is ready to be eaten. Erland was also at the dining table. But Rhianna seemed to smell a bad scent on their relationship.

"You guys are fighting?" guess it.

Nayra was unable to answer, while Erland ignored her mother's statement.

"Hm, fighting is a common thing especially in household life. Nayra, you're patient with Erland" he said.

"What does Mama mean?" Erland felt unacceptable.

"No, Erland. Mama wishes you could face the various exams in your household."

After finishing breakfast, Rhianna woke up. He wears a blazer and is ready to go.

"Erland, Mama wants to go out of town. Mama's going home tomorrow."

Erland and Nayra drove Rhianna forward.

But when she saw someone wiping the windshield, Nayra was shocked. The man who was cleaning the luxury car was someone he knew very well.

"You're the new driver?" ask Rhianna. He was looking for a new driver because the old driver resigned. Then he entrusted Bi Har to find her.

"Yes, Madam," replied the well-built man. He threw a smile at Nayra. But the woman turned her face away.

"You used to drive out of town, right?"

Frans nodded. Then he opened the car door.

"Why can Frans work here?"

After Rhianna's car drove away, Nayra went straight inside looking for Bi Har.

"Bi Har ...." The senior servant was drying clothes in the backyard. He looked back as his name was called.

"Yes, Nayra. What's up?" tanyakanya. He stopped his activity and approached Nayra who was standing at the back door.

"That's Rhianna's mom's new driver?"

Bi Har nodded. "Yes, Nayra. Aunty's looking for a new driver for the mistress because Mr. Dodi resigned."

If Frans works here, Nayra is not free. This will complicate him. Especially the possessive nature of Frans.

[Why didn't you say you wanted to work here? What was your previous job, why?]

Nayra sent a message to Frans.