Marrying the Paralyzed
Chapter 5

Melinda came out of her room looking for some fresh air. He chose to go down the stairs rather than using the elevator that was already provided.

“Goodnight, Young miss!” greet one of the servants who passed by Melinda.

Melinda gave a small nod and smiled kindly to the servant who greeted her.

“So morning the young master was really dashing huh, what if I had drowned and fainted earlier. Is it possible that the young master will take me in his lap?”

Melinda overheard the servants talking. For some reason, he smiled hearing the fact that Raka was the one who took him by holding himself even though Raka was sitting in a wheelchair.

“You're standing here?” Raka suddenly appeared and made Melinda fall forward.

Raka laughed at Melinda's behavior whose paper-like body floated down.

“Are you really this careless? Just look at your body like this paper, is living here not enough to make you fat?” Raka stared intently at Melinda who was still on the floor.

Melinda did not reply to all the words that were angled at her size. He got up from the fall and stood while bowing his head.

“Do you still hurt?” asked Raka because Melinda did not return sharp words from him.

“No, Mas Raka,” Melinda replied without lifting her head.

Raka raised her eyebrows and asked Melinda to push her wheelchair towards the front yard of the house.

“Stop here, and make me coffee!” Raka's orders.

“Good, Mas raka.”

Melinda sighed and continued to move her feet towards the kitchen. For the first time, she will make coffee for her future husband.

“Goodnight, Young miss!” A few servants who were still in the kitchen greeted Melinda.

“Does anyone want young Miss looking?” ask one of the servants politely.

“I'm here to make coffee for Mas Raka, can I use this kitchen for a while?” ask Melinda.

“Young don't need to be that polite to us, we will help young Miss make coffee for young Master!”

“No need, I alone will make it,” reject Melinda and take a cup.

The servants confirmed what Melinda had said and shifted away. However, staying in the kitchen may be Melinda needs their help.

“Usually Mas Raka likes what kind of coffee?” melinda asked her husband's coffee taste.

“Young master loves coffee with a little sugar,” replied the waiter.

Melinda nodded in understanding and followed what the waiter said.

Before leaving the kitchen, Melinda thanked the waiter.

“Wah, this young lady of ours is very kind and friendly. Another case with the arrogant and arrogant mistress Indri,” one of the servants began to open his voice about the attitude of Melinda and Indri who were very inversely proportional.

“To the future, we should have more respect for the young Miss. I can't wait for the day that Madam Indri leaves forever from this house.”

“Yes, you are right. If Madam Indri comes here, I feel that this house is filled with evil spirits that are wandering.”

Melinda came over to Raka and put a cup of coffee on the table near Raka sitting on her wheelchair.

“This is Mas Raka's coffee,” said Melinda without daring to look Raka in the eye.

“Hmmmm.”

Raka raised her eyebrows while glancing towards Melinda's coffee. Then, Raka returned to focus on her phone screen.

Melinda still stood near Raka without daring to sit on that empty chair. Melinda is afraid that Raka does not like her attitude and does something strange like this morning.

Raka glanced at the empty chair and ordered Melinda to sit down. Raka did not want the grandfather to pass by and saw Melinda just standing there staring without sitting on a chair.

“Tonight it was cold Yes Mas,” said Melinda tried to melt the atmosphere.

“Do not get along with me. You just sit back and shut up!” Raka firmly.

Raka puts down her smartphone and picks up a cup of coffee made by Melinda.

It is also a coffee made by this disgusting woman. (Inner Melinda)

Unknowingly, Raka smiled faintly as she tasted the coffee made by Melinda.

“Your task in the future make me coffee in the morning, noon and night!” raka's orders without looking towards Melinda.

“Good, Mas Raka,” reply Melinda and feel relieved because it turns out Raka likes her homemade coffee.

From a distance, Almer noticed Raka and Melinda sitting together on the front porch of the house.

Almer thought that his granddaughter had already begun to open her heart and accept her son-in-law's future grandchildren.

Good grandson, keep going like this and grandfather will entrust everything to you. (Inner Almer)

Almer, who suddenly remembers Dina falling unconscious, rushes to Melinda to tell her that Melinda and Raka must go to visit Melinda's parents' house.

“Children's daughter-in-law!” call Almer.

Melinda turned her head towards the source of the voice and gasped when she saw Almer who was already nearby.

“Iya, Grandpa,” reply Melinda.

“Tonight you and Raka go visit your mother!” Almer's orders.

“Mother?” Melinda was a little confused to hear the orders from Almer.

“I mean your stepmother's grandfather, Melinda. Grandpa got word that your stepmother fell unconscious,” Almer explained.

Raka frowned hearing the words Stepmother. Slowly he begins to find out the life of Melinda who turns out to have a stepmother.

“Only the two of us?” tanya Raka made sure.

“Yes, just the two of you. Grandfather still has important business to be done tonight,” replied Almer which of course his words are only a lie behind.

Almer wants the two to get closer to that, Almer can calm down if he leaves his grandson alone who is none other than Raka Arafat.

“Oke, just the two of us,” said Raka while pressing the words we both.

Almer went back inside the house leaving Raka and Melinda who were still on the front porch of the house.

Raka has not yet left the place, he still sits relaxed while enjoying a cup of coffee.

“Mas Raka, I say goodbye to room ya!”

“Later,” ketus Raka.

Melinda starts to get upset with Raka's cold attitude towards him. However, Melinda chose silence and obeyed Raka's wishes.

“I'm done, now take me to the room!” raka's orders are cold.

“Good, Mas Raka.” Melinda got up from her seat and took Raka to the room.

There was no talk from the two, until Raka finally arrived at her room.

“Now you can go. Remember that! You have to dress up as beautiful as possible so that your family doesn't think you're here being tortured!” Raka's orders.

“Good, Mas Raka. Then, I'll excuse you.”

Melinda closed the door of Raka's room tightly and then, ran as fast as she could to her room.

Melinda is confused about what to dress up like, because she had never done makeup before.

“How is this? What kind of clothes should I wear? What Mas Raka said was right, I had to look beautiful so they wouldn't insult me.”

Melinda was confused about what kind of clothes she would wear when visiting her stepmother.

TBC 💖