My Husband is Not a Disabled Man
Glubrake....!!!

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

Secretary Ang allows Mia to enter.

Mia according to him.

"Mr Abraham! Miss Mia's here." secretary Ang stepped up first.

"Oh, thank you Mr. Ang. You may go then." said Abraham turning his head.

"Mia, sit down!" abraham's orders passed to Mia who was still standing.

Mia nodded. Then sit in front of the husband and wife.

Abraham turned to Ang's secretary, who was still standing there, as if to insist once again that he leave the room.

Secretary Ang twisted the body, then stepped away. He wanted to know what Abraham was talking about. But yes it is. He did not want to look flashy, choosing to step aside.

"Mia!" call Abraham.

Mia looked up.

"Yes Sir.."

"Hows it? Did you tell Young Master Garra about my intentions yesterday?"

Mia snorted, already guessing.

"No sir, because young Master Garra doesn't seem ready yet. At the end of this condition is getting worse, look no longer can." Mia lied, glanced at Sintia's face that looked sumringah, but immediately pretended to be sad, looking down to wipe her crocodile tears.

"I trust you so I can take good care of it. Didn't you give him the medicine well?" Abraham was angry.

Mia's heart was cussing.

'Indeed not.'

"Already sir, already. Really am! I have always taken good care of the young master. Feed him three meals a day, every time Mr. Anton delivers food directly I give it to Young Master. And three times the drug. Even the appetite of the young master increased. Vegetables and porridge always run out without the rest of a gravy. But I also did not understand why Young Master did not change" Mia said giving a false explanation.

"It is already ! It's not your fault. Perhaps Young Master is not yet healed." said Abraham.

"I'm afraid Mister, afraid the young master can't be helped. It has been a few days that the young master has always slept, slept and slept. Or don't let him not be strong anymore. Hicks..." Mia was crying, the look on her face was made as sad as possible.

"Mia, it's not just you who's sad. We are too. But how else. The effort also did not break up. Maybe it's a test for us." said Abraham, glancing at his cynical smiling wife.

"Then, quickly persuade her Mia. I'm scared too. Afraid of not being able to fulfill my brother's will." Abraham said again.

Mia glanced, rethinking what to answer.

"Good Sir. I make sure , tomorrow you will get good news from me." replied Mia.

Sintia quickly turned her head, not expecting that Mia would say that.

"You're serious.?"

"Yes Madam. I'm sure it is."

'Why is that sure?' Synthetics.

"Well, since you promised, I'll hold on to this. Tomorrow, call me!" Abraham.

'This stupid girl is really useful' Sintia.

"Okay sir, I have to go back to my room. Can't leave the young master for too long." Mia who was unable to continue to act also decided to say goodbye immediately.

Immediately rushed after a couple of husband and wife curse it.

While cleaning the rest of her tears that were still on her cheeks, Mia continued to step up.

"Miss Mia crying?" secretary Ang surprised Mia as it was already in front of her step.

"Where is." said Mia.

"That,?" Secretary Ang pointed at Mia's face.

"Oh, here. It's called onion tears!"

"(?)"

"Don't understand either. Already, the mainstay secretary does not understand what. How the hell?" babble Mia just kept stepping.

"(?)" Secretary Ang increasingly does not understand.

Mia turned her head, apparently Ang's secretary was following behind.

"Why follow me?"

"I just wanted to drive Miss. Afraid Miss Mia was lost." replied Secretary Ang, when he actually wanted to ask Abraham what he was talking about. But seeing the look in Mia's unfriendly eyes, Ang's secretary brushed it off.

"No need to drive Mr. Ang. I can be alone. It's impossible to get lost here." Mia doesn't care, just keep going.

Mia was already in front of Garra's room, immediately opened the door and entered towards Garra who was already waiting for her restlessly.

"Why is it so long?" Garra asked directly.

"Fifteen minutes young master." replied Mia.

"Then yes. It felt like twenty-four hours."

"Heleh.. lebay This young master." sneered Mia, sitting next to him.

"How's it?"

"As we thought." replied Mia.

"Then?"

"I told you, young master will sign the letter tomorrow. Is the young master willing?" ask Mia.

"Well! Why deviate from the original plan?" Garra was stunned to hear Mia's words.

"Sign it young master. Is it hard? After all, on behalf of young Master Garra as well right?"

"Mia! Not that problem. But we're just as good as passing their wish then." Garra ngot.

"Who said. Instead it will make them soar into cloud clouds, and will fall when it reaches the level of height. It must hurt a lot." Mia replied, smiling with a smile.

"I mean..?" Garra doesn't seem to understand.

Mia sighed, she thought how could this young master be stupid huh? His mind didn't get there.

"We make them happy as high as the sky first, after which the young master can throw them at will, when later after the time comes.

By signing the letter, they must be happy. But their hope of seeing the young master not survive, would never happen. Because I'm sure, young master will soon recover perfectly. At that moment, the young master acted. How's it?" Mia explained with a little closer to her face.

Approached, obviously the heart of the marathon.

"Not near Mia! Fear of khilaf."

"Young master doesn't understand either. Anyway, don't be so pretentious first. Fear khilaf... It could be what? Still not completely healed.?" taunted Mia.

"Take a look later.!"

"Threateningly.? I just stay away. Let's not continue the treatment." Mia threatened back.

"Don't donk Mia. I promised I would go through this the same. Time to leave me alone?" Garra whining.

"That's why don't you threaten."

"Yes sorry. Continue how next. After I sign the letter later?" Garra still doesn't fully understand.

"Have Mahendra's family lawyer keep all the assets. That way, Taun Abraham must have many questions. And the Young Master will be ready to answer soon." Mia returns to her plans.

"Genius! My wife is a genius!"

Unknowingly, Mia smiled to get a compliment from Garra.

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Late at night, Mia tells Garra to go to sleep. While Mia herself prepares to go back to sleep on the sofa.

There was no way Mia would dare to sleep next to Garra.

Garra was actually sad, seeing Mia mind sleeping again next to her. But he can what. Dare not force.

Garra is like there is regret, when yesterday he could not what. Mia is always there and willing to be around. But after Garra was healed, Mia kept her distance. 'What if I fully recover later. Don't don't, Mia will avoid. Then run away.'

Garra is not willing to heal!

Ah, but until when will he be a useless disabled man. Don't protect Mia, protecting yourself just can't. Garra was determined to be passionate. Mia wants to go, business later. He can fight back. Fight to take Mia's heart! And make Mia fall in love with him. And can't run from her. If necessary, chain Mia!

The night went by, felt so fast this time.

The two men were already lulled deep into dreamland. Maledom. Slumber up!

To not hear when there was a sound like something was falling.

Glubrakkk...!!!!

It turned out that the voice, was the voice of Garra's body falling from her bed. I don't know if he's dreaming that he just got out of bed. Only he and God know.

The man squirms! Holding her waist which hurts from falling.

"Ahhrg.. my waist." groaned Garra. Stand up and step her feet towards her bed again!

connect....!!!!