Bride Shadow

Massage

"I can do it myself mas." said Mitha while trying to reach the plate held by the Eagle. But the man kept the plate away, not allowing Mitha to take it. He instead took a spoon and fed Mitha, did not receive any protest even though his wife still said if she was just sprained, not a stroke so she could not eat alone.

"Spend and then take the medicine." said the husband when Mitha was about to finish her meal. Again the Eagle forbade him to take a glass at the table. The man took it and brought it closer to Mitha's lips, who was still staring at her. I don't want Mitha to drink it. Even when the Eagle thrust the medicine for him, he could not resist at all.

"Bian says there's a masseuse near the office who's willing to call home. I told him to come here."

"Massage? can it be massaged in this condition?" mitha asked not understanding.

"No ban from doctors?" ask the Eagle.

"No, but I'm afraid....."

"Fear what? afraid of getting worse? Mitha listen, papa says if a sprain or sprain can be recovered faster by massaged by experts. There is no rift. Or do you want to be sick longer?" the soft sound of the Eagle had already made Mitha die of lice. What was in his mind now was pain. His feet are not okay. Just being held in pain, let alone massaged. Could cry her head back. Moreover, she was not the type of woman who could endure pain.

"Oh, there I am. I'll keep you company." Mitha breathed a little relieved. Even if he is sick, he will not be alone.

Not long after the door was knocked from the outside. It was Bianlah who first appeared when the door was opened by the Eagle. Apparently the secretary of his father had not been able to go home because he was still wearing the same clothes.

"The man has come, young master. Would you like to be told to come in or have the madam brought down?" tanyanya politely. Bian has changed a lot. He who used to be cynical and say potluck became more respectful and obedient to the Eagle. It was the change in Eagle's attitude towards Mith that made him change. She loved Mitha as much as her own sister.

The eagle thought for a moment. His pitch-black Netra looked at Mitha who was also staring back at him.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring Mitha down." she broke up later. Bringing others into their rooms is not a wise choice. Eagles do not like the room entered by others other than parents and their partners. Life in Europe has made him prioritize privacy than anything else.

"Do you need help?" bian offered himself.

"I don't like my wife being touched by someone else. Wait downstairs, we'll be right down." replied the bullied Eagle. His sharp eyes flashed furiously. Seeing him, Bian did not feel offended at all. A very thin smile fell on the corner of his lips before leaving from there.

"Can you just change clothes? why do I have to change again?" mitha protest. The eagle did not answer, his hand moved to remove the short-sleeved negligee attached to Mitha's body and helped his wife dress quickly and was moved to hold her body so late down the stairs.

In the family room equipped with a set of the latest sofa output, Bian sat with a young man their age. Both of them immediately stood up when they saw the Eagle coming and put Mitha's body on the mattress that had just been prepared by Bian and bik Sri. At a glance the Eagle glanced at Bian sharply.

"Please start bang" said Bian after they had looked at each other for a long time in silence. The elder brother nodded politely and then immediately crouched down to prepare his massage equipment. The Eagle's unflagging opportunity to pull Bian a little away though did not take away his focus on watching Mitha.

"You ..why not tell me if the masseuse is a young man?" cerca the fierce Eagle. From his tone it is very visible if the young master is very furious. This man looks very sweet with his dimples. Guts and of course looks masculine with his casual attire.

"You don't ask him a boy or a girl either. I'm just following orders to find a masseuse." Bian replied calmly without any sense of sin. That's how they are, being formal only at certain times. Actually there is no coincidence factor, Bian did deliberately choose a young scout to see the reaction of the Eagle.

"Basic jerk! I won't hesitate to cut your pay if my wife doesn't get well." hardik Eagle still with his upset face. Instead of being scared, Bian laughed.

"He's a professional masseuse. Still single, handsome and..."

"Shut up!!!" snapped Eagle screeches. He immediately took a long step closer to his wife as the masseur was about to start touching her feet. If he did not remember for the sake of his wife's happiness, he must have chopped the man like a piece of chicken meat.

"Hurry up" he said flatly as he sat holding Mitha's head. The real thing is not necessary at all because Mitha will only be kneaded, instead of giving birth to🤣

"Good sir. Hmmm madam.hold a moment yes.." and the palm of the eagle's hand was no less heavy than that of Mitha's right foot and sewn on her. The Eagle's glittering eyes instantly dimmed as Mitha whimpered in pain.

"Hold yes dear." whispered gently, making Mitha stunned by it. The Eagle's burly hand stroked his head gently. Enchanted in that gentle gaze was unaware of her pain. He seemed hypnotized at the attitude and attention of the Eagle had made him very happy. They looked at each other, squeezed their hands, and didn't realize that anyone else was there.

"ehhhmmm." dehem Bian was hard when the two were still looking at each other. Eagles and Mitha were shocked and decided to look at each other. Mitha's pretty face became red when she saw Bian and the masseuse was smiling knots while tidying up her bag. Apparently the man had finished massaging Mitha's legs. Seen from the look of his legs that began to reduce his swelling.

"Sorry..how did my wife's feet bang?" Ask the Eagle after enough self-control and neutralize his heartbeat. Fortunately, he did not kiss the lips of ranum Mitha who was very tempting earlier. They can be embarrassed twice because of it.