Loving Addiction

Bye Wheelchair

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At Tika's house, there was Fachriel, the baby and the old father. Fachriel who was taking care of the baby named Michael was constantly fussy.

That was Fachriel's job every day, since she was paralyzed by the accident, she could no longer work, the daily needs of their family relied on Tika's earnings to become a nurse.

Although in his heart he did not want to take care of Michael, the child he did not really want his existence, but he could not do anything, where maybe Michael was brought to work by his mother, he could be fired, if Tika fired then from where they meet the needs of his life.

Often he was upset if Michael fussing continues, not infrequently also he let Michael cry alone if he was dizzy to calm him but his cry never stopped.

The family economy is very difficult, the money from Tika work is not enough, especially after the arrival of the old man who only added the burden of life.

Old man who knows who and out of nowhere, old father who is depressed and not clear origin, usually just bother and hitchhike on them.

"Where are you going?"

Fachriel asked, seeing the old man walking away, but as usual, the old man did not speak, as if he had not listened to what Fachriel had said, seeing that his lust had gone up, his anger was burning, then he moved his wheelchair forward and pulled out the old man's hand.

Perhaps it was because the old man's reflex was hitting the hand that was pulling him very hard and the hand hit the wheelchair that made the wheelchair run without direction and the shock on the wall that caused Fachriel to bounce.

"How dare you I, huh?"

Shouted Fachriel in anger, then cursed the old man until he was satisfied.

The old man just fell silent without responding even a little, maybe he was traumatized by what happened to him so he had acute depression.

Then with all his might he tried to stand up to get to his wheelchair.

Fachriel was very happy, because now that he could walk, he felt the rope of his life that every day stayed at home and served his wife was quite pleasant, until he felt comfortable.

"I feel like let me pretend to be paralyzed, my life is now fun, I don't need to be tired of working and everything I need is served by my wife"

Fachriel said happily in his heart, with his evil intentions, he did not want to tire of working again to meet the needs of his family, just let his wife who worked hard to fulfill it all.

He felt that the life he had been living during the paralysis was more pleasant, was not the all-served life better, want anything to be taken, he did not have to be tired of stepping his feet.

He thought no one would know about him walking back, there was only Michael and the old man in the house, it can be ascertained that the two of them will not complain anything to his wife.

"Perhaps as long as Tika is not home, I don't need to use a wheelchair" Fachriel said as she removed the wheelchair in front of her.

"Do you look around?" Snapped Fachriel to the old man who had been looking at him.

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