My Husband is Not a Disabled Man
The devil who sambel!

"How about Mas, about Garra's signature. Why is there no news yet? You can't work this out?" cintia snapped at her husband in their special room.

"Sabar Sintia's.. I told that stupid wife to talk to Garra about it. Soon, all this will be in Garra's name." replied Abraham.

"Then after Garra Died, it will move on behalf of the Girl. And after that... We're just gonna take it." lead Sintia. Laughs complacently.

"Our names are good. The treasure is ours." Abraham pinched his wife's nose, laughing.

"But why didn't Garra die. Did you really lead Anton well?" ask Sintia.

"of course. The last thing I heard from Mia, Garra's situation was getting worse. Maybe just wait a few days. Slowly but surely. And his death can already be ascertained as a result of nerve damage. No one will be able to reveal it." Abraham was satisfied.

"Is it really safe? I don't want to go to Mas prison, because of your negligence."

"You take it easy, besides Anton and Heri, no one knows or suspects. Especially that stupid secretary. And Doctor.. Haha.. Doctors can fall in with thick envelopes." Abraham chuckled again.

"After that, we just need to get rid of the two servants, secretary Ang. Then lastly, Mia!" continue Abraham.

Sintia's face was immediately cheerful, her gaze circled around the surroundings. His mind has traveled where. Fantasized about the first country she will visit, after officially becoming a big lady in this house.

"Now, as good as you call Secretary Ang. Tell him to call Mia. We'll make sure from Mia's own mouth how your niece decides. If it's still convoluted too, have Mia suppress it, I think that during the marriage with the girl, Garra has been dependent on the girl, and according to her" said Sintia.

Abraham agrees, then grabs his phone to contact Ang's secretary.

Not long after, Ang's secretary shows up.

"Mr Abraham? What's the need?"

"Mr Ang, can you call Miss Mia here? I have a need with her." asked Abraham in a respectful tone. However, Ang's secretary, was the most influential person after Garra. So the whole person would or should even respect him, not least Abraham himself.

"Why not just go to his room, sir?"

"It's a very important affair, I don't want to disturb the calm of the young master" replied Abraham.

"If you may know, what is Mr Abraham's business?" secretary Ang is full of probes.

Abraham took a breath, stood up. Then step closer to Secretary Ang.

"Look at Mr. Ang. Young master Garra is married. I just want 'em, her late father's message was quick. Let him calm down there. Does Mr Ang understand what I mean?" Abraham tried to convince Ang's secretary.

"But the young master is still in pain, I don't think it's time yet to discuss this. What's not better, we discuss the problem of treatment. Trying to take her out of the country maybe?" Secretary Ang is full of insinuations.

"That's why it is. If the correspondence is in order, I think most likely young Master Garra will be eager to recover and want to be taken abroad for treatment. If the young master still refuses, we can force him." - Abraham.

Secretary Ang covers all of Abraham's words.

'Refuse your words! You're the only one who won't take young master abroad. Just bring in his doctor. Basic belis.!' as secretary Ang, inward.

"If all the assets are already on behalf of young Mr. Garra, all can be calm Mr. Ang, and I will keep the trust of the deceased as well as possible." continued Abraham tried to reassure him.

"All right then. I'll call Miss Mahendra."

Sintia turned her head, hearing Ang's secretary's last words.

'Shit!! Young miss Mahendra. It would never happen for a girl as unkempt as she.' swore while staring at Secretary Ang's back.

Secretary Ang himself continued to step towards Garra's room. With a little worried mind.

'Hopefully nothing will happen to the young master. Heals quickly, before the belis is planning something more serious.'

Standing at Garra's door. Like hearing a voice speak. Or is Miss Mia calling someone?

Secretary Ang clings to his ears to eavesdrop.

'Young master's voice!'

Had wanted to scream, but secretary Ang could immediately restrain himself. Then knock on the door.

"Mom... Someone is knocking on the door." said Garra. Mia quickly turned her head towards the door and it was true that the door was knocked by someone.

"Well!" Mia immediately stood up, raising Garra's feet without permission.

"Quick-forward, act..!" Mia was nervous, grabbing a pillow and putting it behind Garra's back. Positioning Garra's body like Garra can not yet what like yesterday.

"Remember! Don't make a sound and move. Whatever happens!" mia's Message.

Garra nodded.

"If Abraham had come and asked about the signature how?" ask Mia. Forgot, I was discussing the matter but was arguing.

"Say I'm not ready. Not ready to make plans. Open the door."

Mia finally walked over to the door. Then open.

"Secertarian Ang??"

Secretary Ang was already standing at the door, bowing his salute to Mia.

"Young lady. Sorry to interrupt."

'Miss young! Since when did I change my call?'

"What's the matter, Mr Ang?" ask Mia.

"Mr Abraham called you. Can Miss see him?"

"Why not just come here? Ah, well. I'll go see him. But I have to ask Young Master Garra's permission first." replied Mia.

Mia deliberately, decided to fulfill Abraham's call.

According to Mia, it was better than Abraham who came, fearing that Garra could not control emotions and even found out that there had been a lot of changes.

"Wait a minute Mr. Ang." asked Mia, enter again by closing the door.

Step closer to Garra.

"The heart is about to be dislodged, uh who came the chameleon." chirped Mia.

"Mia, why are you blaspheming Ang's secretary?" asked Garra to hear Mia change the call of her confidant as good as possible.

"Sorry young master. But secretary Ang is like a chameleon. I don't mean to blaspheme."

"Why should chameleons?"

"Because, it can change change. Near Mr. Abraham as if to side with him. Close to Young Master is also so." said Mia.

"You don't believe her?"

"Em, what does the young master think?" Mia asked back.

"Ang, is Dad's confidant. He's loyal. He was not one of Abraham's henchmen. If it wasn't for his help, I could have married you. You have to trust Mia."

"If that's true, why didn't secretary Ang help you with your treatment? Letting you suffer alone is like this." denied Mia, rejecting Garra's opinion.

"Mia, Ang's secretary's business is a lot. The company also of course. He might not have thought that far either. Didn't expect Abraham to go this far."

" It's already been. Mr. Abraham called me. How's this.?" cut Mia. Upset that Garra continues to defend Secretary Ang. Somehow Mia does not like Ang's secretary, but Mia's own heart actually does not suspect Ang's secretary.

"Just meet. As planned." Garra half whispered.

"Freely whispering, the voice of the Master has been heard where. Fortunately that came secretary Ang. Try Anton. Free acting." said Mia, turning her body, stepping over to Secretary Ang who was still waiting behind the door.

Mia closed the door, not forgetting to lock it from the outside and put the key into her pocket.

(??) Secretary Ang.

Mia turned her head, knowing Ang's secretary asked in her brain why she had to lock the door.

"Just to watch over Mr. Ang, fearing the devil'."

"Damn? Since when is this house haunted? If so, the devil doesn't need to open the door, right?" secretary Ang was apparently curious.

"Satan the sambel. Time doesn't understand either?" ceplos Mia's.

"Ohh." secretary Ang, as if to understand, but not. Then step on following Mia behind her.

Mia's eyeballs turned around, looking at the entire room that passed through them.

'Big nian! What house is a ball field?'

Since entering into Garra's room, only today Mia came out, and saw clearly the room of the house.

Understandably, first enter is not at all focused with the surroundings. Just ducked down to Garra's door.

Secretary Ang goes down the stairs, still followed by Mia.

Then it goes to a room.

From far away, Mia could already see two humans sitting down. As if intentionally waiting for him.

Connect...!!!!