Mr. Paralyzed's Bed

Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 49


The room has a length of approximately 10 meters which is divided into two with thick glass bulkheads, and a width of approximately 5 meters. Two long lights are installed in the middle. One side where they stand there is a sofa, while the other place there is only one chair of aluminum with a wooden stand.


A thin man, in a blue prisoner's suit, matching his trousers, walked into a different room with Aishe.


The man looked clean, not dirty or grungy, but very thin. His face was bruised, his hands were bruised, especially on his wrists. Like a cloth bound container that is strong enough.


Aishe barely recognized the man, but it had only been a few days since he was arrested. Thin feathers can be seen filling the jaw up to his neck, even though his body is not dirty.


Is that really Farhan?


Aishe walked over, about four steps from his original position. His eyes scoured, looking at every inch of his ex-fiance's body.


"He can't see you!" diego said suddenly, making Aishe turn his head.


"Bid-way glass?"


"Yes!"


Aishe looked back at Farhan. The man walked slightly astride, then tried to fit himself into a chair. Farhan was seen several times correcting his position by crowning like holding back the pain in the buttocks.


"You want to talk to him? Looks like your story's not finished yet." Diego looked at Farhan full of disgust.


"Talking to an ex doesn't mean their story isn't over yet, sir."


Diego snorted silently, "Stand on the left side, he'll see you."


Aishe walked to the left side without hesitation without saying anything to Diego. Then, he stood at least two steps away from the glass.


It took a few seconds since Aishe was standing there, until Farhan realized the presence of the former fiancee he had killed first. With her surprised facial expression, she stood up and ran with her legs slightly straddling.


"Aishe .. Aishe."


The call was shrill in Aishe's ears, as if carrying an irresistible tone of contempt. The same tone as when he fell into the sea and shouted calling his name.


Aishe clenched her hands tightly trying to endure all the pain in her heart, which had not been treated.


Farhan desperately flailed the glass with his hand as he continued to shout calling Aishe's name. However, the girl who was now standing before him was not the same girl as before.


Aishe stood upright in a haughty and arrogant style. Looking at Farhan now like an ant under his feet.


"Aishe, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for you!" He screamed without caring.


"Aishe, please take me away from here. I will do anything, please save me! Call a lawyer for me, I beg you!"


Seeing Farhan like that, in Aishe's heart came a sense of satisfaction. He used to thrash like that too, thrashing with a sense of desperation to be rescued from the island. But the difference, he did not thrash Farhan. Like the man was thrashing at her.


"Why me? Why should I?" Aishe was bowed, with a face that suddenly changed.


"What's? Aishe what are you saying? You're gonna find a lawyer for me, right?" farhan exclaimed not knowing that his voice was heard from the side room, but Aishe's room in a soundproof design.


"I'm just an orphan. No parents, not considered by family or even brothers. Ever since school, I've been working on my own with my ability to survive. Sleeping under the stairs is only cardboard in winter." Aishe sobbed, imagining how difficult her life used to be.


"Why, why should I? Why did you choose me!" Aishe's voice sounded loud full of grief and anger.


"WHY SHOULD I!" he said as he pulled out a gun from his waist and aimed it right at Farhan's head.


Both Farhan's eyes glared in disbelief. Aishe used to be a gentle innocent girl. Such a firearm, where could he get it from?



His rash actions made Diego, Rehan, and Eraz gasp in shock and immediately ran to stop the girl's ridiculous actions. Luckily, before Aishe pulled the trigger, he was pushed Diego to the floor.


"Tu-Tuan .. Your leg?" aishe said as she realized that the one on top of her body was Diego.


Hearing Aishe's words, Rehan and Eraz looked at each other. Their hands exposed the jacket, about to pull out something, but were arrested for waiting for a warning from Diego.



Farhan flanked approximately, until the road is that?? Like abis hit by a missile .. ups🤭


Aishe know Diego already can ... about to be flanked?