Loving Your Husband
A loyalty

Lena pulls her suitcase with one of her left hands. Then Diran chased after his wife with his wheelchair, Syiren who was in the middle room turned towards Lena "Syiren here" Lena asked.

Syiren stepped wide towards Lena Ny-nyonya... Where are you going?" Syiren asked confusedly.

"Shyiren. I'm going to go for a few weeks. So take good care of my husband" explained Lena pointing at Diran who was struggling behind Lena looking busy pedaling her wheelchair.

"No dear. You don't be like this! I don't want anyone to take care of me! I don't want to!" Reject Diran made it clear to her wish not to accept Syiren as a nun for her.

"Don't refuse or complain. Because it won't change anything! I've obviously got here. Syiren, do your job well. You know that, right? Your price is already very expensive... So do it right!" Clearly Lena stepped forward outside the room.

Diran catches up with Lena from behind, at the sight of her with her own eyes "Juda?"Ask Diran.

Sure enough, Lena went with Yuda. Even Yuda who invited Lena out of the big house to go on the Tour as he said.

He's really into the groin... Bathin Diran muttering. Diran just doesn't know what Lena and Yuda's relationship is. If he knew if as long as he was flawed, he would definitely be furious.

"Master. Do you want to clean yourself? Let me help you?" tanya Syiren approached Diran while saying so.

"Sad. Don't talk stupid... Better stay away from me, 'cause I'm not used to having outsiders in my house" snapped Diran away from Syiren.

Syiren was a little saddened to hear the shards of Diran, she just lowered her head in lethargy and was reluctant to move. Then bi Mari approached "Syiren. What are you doing?" ask Bi Mari is friendly.

"No bi. Just a little sad, to my presence here only adds to the burden, what else does Mr. Diran hate me so much" Syiren replied lowered her head.

"Why did you get here? Better please Mr. Diran... Do you not pity that Mr. Diran is struggling with his wheelchair? It's better... Push that wheelchair... And help Mr. Diran"Clearly Bi Mari.

Hearing the support of bi Mari, Syiren's heart began to stir until he slowly stepped and began to dare to touch the wheel chair's push handle.

Diran's wheelchair began to go unbeknownst to her, Diran turned to look behind "You again." murmured Diran annoyed.

"I'm sorry sir. But I don't want you to be exhausted... Let me help." said Syiren pleading.

Without saying much, Diran began to shut up "If you shut up, you agree?" ask Syiren.

Diran was still reluctant to comment, Syiren drove her up the stairs. He was confused enough to push the wheelchair upstairs. Syiren began to think and was silent for a moment "It is impossible if you can pull me up, you should just use the elevator" explained Diran. Syiren also began to realize and then looked at the elevator, apparently there was Bi Mari who was waving her hand as if talking "Wear this..." Syiren smiled as well.

"alright... I'll take you up with it" Syiren stepped towards the elevator while pushing a Diran wheelchair.

"Master... If you don't reject me, I feel very lucky"Syiren Saraya whispered to herself.

"...Stop it, you look stupid if you laugh only for such trivial things" Tumpat Diran to tus.

They started to climb the elevator. Syiren was so awkward when she was behind Diran's back. His cheeks were blushing and his heart was beating fast, this was his first time feeling a warm tremor in his chest. Although Syiren repeatedly refused but, the feeling was the same as a sense of attraction or something.

"Why does it feel a little hot..." Brisks Diran muttering.

"A-are you into the heat? I'll fan you" Syiren began to use both hands to fan Diran's face. Diran coldly denounced "Basan stupid.." he said straightforwardly.

Syiren was stunned and slightly heartbroken "I'm sorry if you become distracted..." Syiren started to retreat backwards.

Elevator door starts opening "Tink..."

Syiren pushed back Diran's chair to where Diran's room should be.

"Can I do one thing?" Diran's question looked awkward. Syiren understood his shy-looking attansion.

"Yes sir... Do you need anything?" ask Syiren.

"For me this is a little awkward. But... I'll just tell you this time.." Diran's words don't understand Syiren.

"...What does master want? Don't don't be Mr. Diran." Syiren's hallucinations began to advance into the perverted area.

"...Please prepare warm water in the Bathroom, usually Bi Mari do that... But Bi Mari is downstairs, so I'm sorry if I told you to" Cerocos Diran.

Syiren was very happy to hear Diran was a little open and did not reject her help "Well I will do..." Syiren immediately went to Diran's room and entered Diran's bathroom and he prepared warm water and so on.

A few moments later...

Syiren came out of the bathroom and immediately told Diran "Mr Diran... The water you asked for is ready" Syiren explained. Diran nodded 'Thank you..." Said Diran still down.

"Let me drop off" Syiren pushed Diran back to Bathroom.

"To be here... I can crawl all the way to the bathroom" Diran explained. Syiren was a little awkward and she started to nod.

"Alright sir... I'll wait for you outside" Syiren said immediately out of Diran's room.

Just now he closed the door to Diran's private room. His ears were shocked when he heard someone fall.

BRAK!!!

Syiren quickly went back into the room and began to break into the bathroom. And sure enough, Diran was already lying on the floor with the stomach "What are you doing why are you even going in?" ask Diran to be angry.

Syiren ignored and he kept entering "You fell master... Later you can be injured" explained Syiren as he grabbed Diran's body.

"Stop. I'm used to this." said Diran annoyed.

"Don't you, sir. This habit is very bad, if you keep falling, when can you recover?" syiren asked while lifting up Diran's body.

"...I don't understand you. Why are you so hard for me to get rid of, ' snapped at Diran to Syiren.

"...I like to help, so... Don't prevent me from helping you, even if I'm not on the paycheck. As long as it was to help someone, I would definitely do it..." Obviously Syiren while smiling lightly towards Diran. Hearing Syiren's sincerity, Diran looked down in embarrassment. He was ashamed of himself.

"...Supposedly, that night I just died." murmured Diran a little whispering.

"What do you mean?" Syiren asked waiting for a repeat of Diran's sentence.

"That's it... It's okay..." Ketus reply.

"alright... I'll help you get in the bathtub. Do I need to remove your clothes?" syiren asked with a trembling voice as if embarrassed awkwardly and fearfully.

"I can take off my own clothes, just let me plunge into the bathtub. I'll take off all my clothes there myself" Diran explained.

Syiren nodded again and sat Diran at Bathtab as he wished.