My Husband is Not a Disabled Man
A compact couple!

Asking away.. Asking away..!

Ahhe.. Those words were still repeated in Garra's mind.

Thinking that, Garra felt that if there was no harm she made a decision. The decision to hide his recovery from Mia.

'Why am I cheating like this anyway..? Mia's been so good.'

"That...!!"

"Young master. You why?" Mia was shocked by Garra's yelling.

Mia is currently combing Garra's hair. Immediately stopped and looked at Garra's depressed face.

"Is anyone sick?" Mia tried asking.

Garra shakes.

"Why yell..? If anyone hears how?"

"Mia." Garra called out gently, grabbed Mia's hand quickly and brought her to her chest.

"Will you go?"

"No. Where are you going? Just want to call Mr. Abraham later."

"That means get away from me?"

"Young master." Mia pulled her hand.

"Why think about that. Think first of the healing of young master. That's business later." replied Mia.

"No Mia! I don't calm down thinking about that. Don't you know that?" garra sounded sad.

"Then, if the young master is healed. What am I doing here? No longer needed, right? And the young master has promised to grant my request. Did the young master forget?" Mia reminded.

" I'll give you. But not to go."

"For what?"

"To accompany me. I have no one but my Grandpa and Grandma. Don't go, huh.?" Garra stared expectantly.

"If the young master is cured, I must leave. There is no agreement between us, right? In addition to my agreement with Mr. Abraham. After the Young Master's business with Mr. Abraham is also finished, it means that my business with the young Master is also finished" said Mia. Garra was silent and ran out of words.

"Mia.!"

"Hus.. Someone's coming!" Mia quickly stood up running small to the door.

While Garra, could only suppress her feelings.

Mia opens the door, seeing that Anton has come back with the poison.

"Young master like him does not want to eat today" said Mia, without saying hello first.

"Why miss?" ask Anton, a little surprised.

"From yesterday it was hard to swallow his neck. Just bring back the food, sir. If the young master asks for a meal, I can contact you" Mia said.

"Oh, good Miss. Then I'm sorry." Anton's heart is happy. Good news for your master. 'Maybe the young master is already dying.' Anton thought.

"Mr Anton!" Mia called.

"Yes Miss."

"Can I ask for your help?"

"What can I help you with. Just say Miss."

"Cause I can't leave young master. Please tell Mr. Abraham. If today is also , the young master is already willing to sign the inheritance letter. So young master, waiting for the arrival of Mr. Abraham." said Mia.

"Alright Miss, I'll gladly deliver." Anton answered and said goodbye.

Mia smiled cynically, then came back to Garra.

"Mia, why does it have to be today?" garra asked like disappointed and not ready if you have to sign the letter today.

"Let's finish, sir. There's nothing to worry about, right? After that, just gather evidence of their crimes and finish!"

'I'm the one who worries Mia..!! I'm. Worrying about you leaving.. Uhhhh...!' garra's heart screamed, the more messed up!

"Young master, can I cut your hair? Look, it's too long and chaotic." said Mia already holding scissors.

"Eh.uh.. No!" Garra refused hard.

"Little bit, let it look neat."

"Don't want to. It's delicious!" Garra grabs the Scissors from Mia's hand and throws them at her.

"This has become the hallmark of the descendants of Mahendra Mia. Look at that!" Garra pointed to a Poto that was displayed on the wall.

Mia turned her head, looking at the photo of a couple who appeared to be taken when young first.

It is so typical of young Master Garra with long wavy hair, but will still look neat and cool when outside.

"Then , tied up again?" tawar Mia's.

Garra nodded.

Mia combed the hair back and tied it up. Now no longer using her hair curls, but has prepared a special hair tie for Garra.

It was not Mia who bought it, where it could, out of the room only once, yesterday. That is because he was called Abraham. Of course the beautiful ma'am who has been asked by Mia to buy her.

Garra was still staring at Poto, her parents did not blink. There was a heavy longing in the depths of his heart. A longing that is impossible to cure.

"Mia.. Can you call the waiter to clean up the Poto? Look, it's dusty." said Garra.

Indeed, no one has been cleaning for a long time, no waiter is allowed to enter Garra's room except Ms. Asri. And of course Bu Asri did not have time to do that. And Anton? There's just coming to deliver lead and other toxins.

"I can do it young master. There's no need for a waiter." replied Mia, grabbing the chemoce that was hanging near the closet.

"Don't Mia. It's high, just call the waiter." stop Garra.

"I'm used to doing this, even higher than this. Just relax." Mia ngeyel pulling chair. Then get on top of the chair, trying to clean up the dust in Poto's frame.

"Mia's heart..!"

Garra could only stare at Mia's back which was not too far from her sight.

Just a few moments from Garra said heart, next to Mia's leg slipped.

Garra saw that, immediately aware that something was going to happen to Mia.

Stand up and run, as fast as possible.

"Mim..!!"

Oh...!!!

Garra manages to capture Mia's body.

"I told you, be careful" said Garra, helping Mia stand up.

"Sorry young master. Not intentionally. My legs slipped." replied Mia, pulling her body quickly.

"And I told you what, let the waiter do it. If you got slammed into the floor earlier how to try?"

"Yes young master. Thank you for helping me." replied Mia.

As if realizing something had been missed, Mia turned her head back to Garra who was still standing next to her.

"Master... You..!" Mia squatted down, lowering her body. His hands held Garra's legs.

"You can stand up.. You can walk."

" Huh....!! The young master is healed...!!" mia shouted realizing that Garra had run to catch her body.

'Oh...!! Why was it caught so soon? Shit.. shit..!' Garra patted her own forehead.

"Young master.. Young master. You're not aware..??" Mia stood shaking Garra's shoulder.

"Oh, yes Mia.. I'm cured..!"

"Ho.ho... I'm cured!" ah, I had to, Garra had to pretend to be happy. Jumping in excitement. And..

Pull Mia's body, then carry her. While continuing to turn.

"Mia .. I'm cured.. I can carry you . I'm not handicapped anymore Mia.. I'm not a disabled man anymore." exclaimed Garra.

"Stop... Stop Mister. Come down to me. Lower them!" Mia revolted from Garra's sling.

"Sorry Mia. I'm too happy. Sorry..?" Garra lowered Mia who was with her flushed face.

"Not to be careless young master. Your legs are healed, but not necessarily as strong as ever. So be careful first." said Mia.

"I'm already strong Mia! If only to kick Abraham was already able to. Look." pointed his calf at Mia, coinciding with the sound of the door being knocked.

"Huh, they're coming. It must be Abraham. How'this?" Garra panic.

"Quickly fast... Pretend. Pretend...!!" Mia immediately pulled Garra's body and pushed her into the bed. Then pull out a blanket to cover Garra's legs.

Mia's hand pulled Garra's hair tie and scrambled wildly.

"Ih, what the hell is Mia. Why would that be?" elak Garra's.

"Ckk, let it look tangled. Her neck, her neck." denied Mia.

Garra, according to him, stared blankly ahead with her head deliberately tilted, and both hands placed as weak as possible on both sides of her body.

Really funny action a compact husband and wife!

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