Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 10

Between the two 3rd and 4th floors of the building, there is a small road that can only be passed by a motorbike and two people simultaneously. There was a name plaque posted in the front corner. The board that looks outdated because the written text has faded in part.

Ashan walked first, followed by Aishe who walked behind him. Not up to 50 meters from the main road, seen house with flickering lights, lit in the daytime. 

Aishe was still wondering inwardly, but was reluctant to ask Ashan. Until they get to the front of the house. 

A beautiful woman with wave hair, came running to greet Ashan. With a friendly smile, he held Ashan's hand without excuse. Make an old man with a white beard, come and shake the woman's hand.

"Don't bother my guest, Sha!" said it.

"You're still as fierce as ever, Berd!" Ashan smiled greeting the old man.

"What made you come to my slum?" 

Ashan smiled briefly, then stepped to the side so that the old man who was often called Berd, could see Aishe. "I brought customers for you" he said.

Clapping his hands, the black eyes rose and fell looking at Aishe. A split second later, he stepped forward, putting his hand on Aishe's chin. Move it to the right and to the left. At that moment, he found a cross-line on his cheek, which turned out to be his scar first. 

"What do you want me to do? Plastic surgery here?" Berd pulled back his hand and took a step back. 

"Diego wants her to look beautiful!"

Ashan's answer made Berd's eyes immediately glare, even his eyeballs as if they want to pat from his place. The old man's hand suddenly trembled and he immediately hid it backwards.

"A-ayo's coming!" bring Berd.

The old man was Berd. He used to work as a stylist in New York. His name was already quite well known at the time. All of his stylistic fusion has always been a trend for the past ten years. However, he must return after a great tragedy struck him two years ago.

Berd brought Aishe into the house with a large collection of clothes neatly arranged in a transparent glass cabinet. He told her to sit on a swivel chair and immediately put a piece of cloth on her chest.

Aishe didn't ask much, she just kept quiet and obedient. Especially when two women came and smeared something cold on his face. 

Fifteen minutes passed .. half an hour .. one hour. Aishe was not finished yet, while the sky was yellowing, displaying a fairly beautiful rayligh scattering.  

Ashen was bored, even more boring than accompanying Diego to a meeting with the board first. Several times, he saw the circular watch in his hand while stomping his feet.

Finally, Aishe came out of the dressing room.

Berd's gaze stopped for a moment, looking at Aishe standing up with his latest appearance. Looking at Aishe who looked quite stunning, Berd slightly flattered himself inwardly. Feeling that his skills turned out to be still quite good despite 2 years of fakum.

"You have my number? If you need something, just call. The distance of Luxury villa here is quite far." Berd explained.

"Yes. Thank you, Mr." 

"I told you, just call Berd!" 

"good good. Nice to meet you, Berd." Aishe reached out a hand, which Berd immediately greeted.

His last mission has been completed, it's time he returned home to prove his one-month bet with Diego.

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...☆TBC☆...