Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 137

Mustafa's eyes were still focused on Aishe. His old eyes were glazed, with clear creaking lines, especially when the eyes were slightly pinched.

"You want to hear it?" Mustafa's voice sounded trembling, which had just come out of his mouth like no question, but a word of affirmation for Aishe not to find out.

But the woman who is pregnant with the 4th generation BIN successor, is still so thick. The look on his face did not even change in the slightest even though Mustafa was warning him. The old man also could not continue to cover it up, however, Aishe had already entered into the Gulbar family.

"I have no power to say it" Mustafa said a little forcefully. No wonder, if Mustafa's answer finally made Aishe disappointed.

However, the man still continued his sentence, "But I know who can say this to you!"

Diego's?

Are you gonna call him?

That was what Aishe thought for a moment as Mustafa continued his words. Right, who else could give this explanation to her other than the husband?

However, as far as the relationship between the two of them is concerned, Diego has never explained to Aishe about his uncle. Aishe had only been guessing, if it was because of the position at BIN, without daring to confirm it to Diego.

Without saying anything, Mustafa got up, then took the wheelchair placed by the waiter beside the bookshelf.

"Let's come!" invite her while reaching out to help Aishe sit in a wheelchair.

Aishe also did not ask anything, only obediently obeyed and sat in a wheelchair. Even as Mustafa pushed the wheelchair through the hallway, he did not ask either. Until finally, they arrived at the main room that was on the second deck.

Everything is still all white, just like the room decor occupied by Aishe. In addition to the sofa which is also white, the bartender table is also white.

But the look of Aishe's eyes is not fixed on all the luxurious and expensive decorations. But on a man who was sitting while sipping wine, which is certainly quite quality.

"You here, old man?" deniz said without looking at Mustafa.

"Yes, I'm taking someone with me!"

Mustafa's words suddenly make Deniz who wants to sip wine stop the movement of his hand. The corner of the glass was already in his mouth. He then pulled his hand and looked.

Deniz stared intently at Mustafa, the corner of his eyes pinched, with frowned lips. Predictably, if the man was upset with Mustafa, for exposing himself to Aishe.

"Dad, who is this uncle?" asked Aishe turned to Mustafa who was already sitting in front of Deniz.

"Him?" Mustafa folded his hands, one corner of his lips raised slightly mocking Deniz.

In Deniz's own heart was already disheveled, afraid that Mustafa would reveal himself.

"The one who can answer all your curiosity!" mustafa continued, which immediately made Deniz breathe a sigh of relief.

Aishe turned his head, looking at Deniz's face that was beating carefully. A familiar facial gesture, a thick beard that suddenly made him remember something. But unfortunately, Aishe did not manage to remember it well, until Deniz opened his mouth.

"W-what do you want to know ... Son?" deniz sounded a little nervous.

Aishe narrowed her eyes, making her forehead slightly wrinkled. With a sharp look in his eyes, he looked at Deniz.

"Who are you? Are you from the Gulbar family? Why do you know everything?"

Gluey!

Deniz swallowed his saliva, then looked at Mustafa who actually showed a satisfied expression by pulling one corner of his lips.

Fucking old man!

Remind daft, ntar further again if you get coffee

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...☆TBC☆...

...To Be Continue's...