Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 8

A man sits in the middle of a low light. He occasionally flipped through the books he read. The man loved to read between the lights of the two warm white lights. Either, maybe his eyes had gotten used to such light, or there was another reason.

The sound of knocking suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of 'clak' from the open door. Apparently, Ashan came to report to his master.

"He did it himself?" asked Diego after hearing the report from Ashan.

"Yes, Sir. Miss Aishe told her fiance's schedule so I could keep watch. It seems, miss Aishe has been planning this for a long time."

Diego closed the book and put it on the table. Then folded his hands, looking at Ashen.

"Do you think .. is he capable?" ask Ahsan.

"Why rush to conclude? It's too early." Diego turned his chair, facing the books neatly arranged on a large shelf.

"Just watch him. I want to see the 'one month' I gave him."

"Good, Sir."

At the shoots of the sun's rays that present twilight. The wind blows away the dry leaves. Bringing with it summer and welcoming autumn.

Aishe was standing on the balcony, watching the passing car. Occasionally the wind shook his unraveled hair, as if revealing a fading scar.

Without feeling it, time passed so quickly. Less than a day, a month passed. It's time for Aishe to prove his point to Diego. 

Ana Zoe, a 35-year-old woman known for her Fashion Stylist. In Turkey, who does not know him? 

Being famous for his talent certainly makes Zoe's schedule very congested. It was also what made Aishe have to wait a long time to be able to get guidance from Zoe. Luckily, he got the slot on the final day of his challenge with Diego.

Aishe, must prove herself worthy and attractive enough, for Diego to be willing to help her get revenge. He himself had asked Diego for permission to leave tomorrow, and returned before night to prove he was truly worthy.

The next morning, Ashan was already standing in front of the car waiting for Aishe. Again, he had the duty of his master to watch over Aishe and guard her.

"Master Ahsan?" said Aishe greeting Ahsan with a look of astonishment.

Aishe's breathing was clearly heard in Ashan's ears. The man actually knew, if the girl his master helped was being disappointed. But he did not care about Aishe's feelings, because the main thing was to obey his master's orders.

Aishe had looked back, looking at Diego who turned out to be at the door, whether he was observing who. As soon as Aishe looked at him, he immediately ran the automatic wheelchair that just came yesterday and went inside.

"Let's go!"

Still with the sedan car that often used Diego traveling. Does not look luxurious, or quality if viewed from the outside. Just who would have thought, a car that is considered cheap actually has the best parts in its class.

Engine that is remodeled, alloy wheels and tires with super quality. As well as seat with leather material that gives the impression of luxury and comfort. Right, it was too comfortable to make Aishe sit leaning back without speaking.

Ashan tried to peek out from the middle glass. Looking at Aishe who was just silent while looking out the window. The serious face with the stern look in his eyes, made Ashan think of his master first.

The memory in Ashan's mind suddenly broke, revealing some scenes of his master still triumphing in the past. The attitude of authority, the look of the eyes firmly like a hawk aiming at the enemy, as well as extraordinary persistence. Given it all, it made Ashan smile bitterly.

At least an hour passed after they left Villa Luxury. Ashan's car has also been marginalized in front of a boutique in the district of Bashaksehir.

"Can I help you, Miss?" asked one of the women in a blue uniform with a white stripe. 

"I have an appointment with Zoe?"

The woman looked at the dorky-looking Aishe, glancing at him from top to bottom.

"Zoe? Are you not wrong, Miss?" 

"No!"

"Oh, I think. Nay's assistant can't really sort clients out for Miss Zoe." The girl left just like that after saying so, which in the end made Aishe take a sharp glance at her.

Being looked at and glimpsed like that, it was common for Aishe. If he used to just shut up no matter, now, he started showing his emotions. In fact, it made his spirit more turbulent.

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...☆TBC☆...