Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 136

Spring winds blow from east to west, bringing the rest of winter away with him. So do not be surprised if the spring temperature is still at 10 to 24 degrees Celsius. At least, it never falls at 4 degrees and rises to 28 degrees. 

Not noticeably, time is rolling quite fast today. Mentari has also slowly entered the western hemisphere. Rayleigh scattering looks very beautiful, as if it blends into a calm ocean with a little wave. The reddish color of the sky, and the blue of the sea, seemed to tell the world, that the creation of the Power was so amazing.

Aishe slowly opened her eyes and blinked softly, so that her retina would get used to the reddish sunlight that pierced through the glass in the room. After feeling accustomed, he looked around, looking for water to relieve a dry and choked throat.

Aishe room looks so luxurious with all-white decoration combined with golden yellow. A large padded bed with a white blanket, sofa and table are also white with golden accents. Also, refrigerators with different types of drinks.

Aishe got up and got out of bed, with one leg injured, she limped towards the showcase to pick up a bottle of mineral water.

At the same time as the hand with the slender finger turned the bottle cap, Aishe's room door opened from the outside. 

"Oh, are you awake, son?" mustafa's words succeeded in making Aishe who was sipping mineral water immediately turn to the source of the sound and nod.

"How do you sleep, is it good?" Mustafa walked towards the sofa, then sat there.

"Little bit. I had a bad dream!" Aishe placed the bottle on the nightstand that was right next to the showcase, then stepped up limping and sat down in front of Mustafa.

"What are you dreaming about?" mustafa asked in a curious tone. 

"I was asleep, then I vaguely saw Diego standing by the side of the bed. It's just …." Aishe took a deep breath, like she was disappointed. "He ... looks old!"

Mustafa several times pulled both corners of his lips, as if holding them back from escaping. However, his attempt failed. Mustafa laughed with satisfaction, for he knew that it was not a dream. 

"Dad! Why even laugh?" Aishe looked at Mustafa still laughing loosely. Until, the old man choked on his own saliva, then he stopped.

"Well, I got karma!" Mustafa still occasionally coughed, while Aishe just stared at him, without even taking water. He even clasped his hands and squinted his eyes.

"Yes, I'm old too." Mustafa runs out of words when Aishe mentions the word 'old' which is indeed a truth.

"But he still looks handsome despite being old. His face is charismatic." 

Mustafa's facial sharpener instantly turned flat. The smile on his face disappeared, while Aishe praised his father-in-law enthusiastically. Yes, Mustafa guessed, if what Aishe saw earlier was not a dream, but a reality when Deniz visited him.

Mustafa clearly knows, because he secretly peeked when Deniz entered Aishe's room, and saw Aishe had opened his eyes a little, although he finally fell asleep again.

"But, Dad …." Aishe suddenly spoke again, though she saw Mustafa's facial features looking unexpectedly flat. "Why is his face different from his uncle's?"

In the end, Aishe came to this slightly heavy question. Mustafa had a long sigh and was a little worried, how he would explain this complicated story. 

Mustafa looked at Aishe for a moment, then raised two corners of his lips and looked at the already completely dark sky. 

"I know where you're talking, son!" Mustafa was still staring at the sparkling stars shining in the sky, not Aishe who was showing his curious expression.

"Then I can give you the answer, right?" Aishe then bowed, there was a feeling of annoyance, which suddenly stopped and made his heart uneasy.

Aishe looked back, looked at Mustafa who was also looking at him, then continued his sentence. "Dad ... actually already know, right? This isn't the first time Diego has been secretly attacked by his uncle."

"What, an uncle who would heartily attack his nephew many times? Unless they …." Aishe swallowed his saliva, continuing his sentence.

Guess you'll be told Kang Mus won't ya???? 😏😏

Sajen soon in sprinkles 💋💋