My Disabled Husband

Ninth Episode

Citra invites Arga road to the city park, Arga is in need of very fresh air for his health. At home alone certainly makes Arga very bored, proven from earlier Arga several times smiling to see the things around him. From the way her gazing around her was clearly visible Arga yearned for something like this.

"Master we eat yuk porridge," said Intan.

"May, where there is porridge," asked Arga.

"There will be, several times I subscribe," replied Citra.

Several times Citra phone rang, Citra tried to ignore it but it was very disturbing for Citra and Arga.

"Mas Darka contacted me through my real number" Citra said in a statement.

"What's.." Arga quickly took the Citra phone.

Arga contacted Darka with Citra's backup number, now Darka contacted Citra with the number Citra used, what was going on, Arga was really very curious.

"What's wrong? who is this?" Arga sends a wa message to Darka. Not to forget Arga blocked Darka from Citra's backup number so that Darka does not suspect what.

"Just ignore it for a moment, later in the new house in reply." Arga returned the Citra phone.

At home Darka is thrilled to get a response from his wife Arga. He had planned a very good thing to make Arga and Citra separate. Darka will approach Citra and take the Citra from Arga, surely Arga will not be able to have children.

"Yes sure she'll like me, so disabled Arga. Who wants to live with disabled and troublesome humans" Darka said.

Like his plan Darka goes hand in hand with the plan Arga made. This time it was Darka himself who surrendered himself to Arga.

Arga and Citra continued their activities together, from eating porridge to the road to the edge of the Lake. They both look closer, although Arga like still provide a limit for Citra not to be too close to him. This is natural because they have only been married for a day.

After the taste of the two of her decided to go home, on the way Arga's eyes were fixed on the place she used to visit, there was a sense of Arga's desire to go back there again, but with his physical like this whether he can visit there again.

"What's the matter, sir," asked Citra who saw Arga a little daydreaming.

"No papa" answered Arga.

Arriving at the house Arga wants to meet his mamah, there are things that Arga wants to ask. If his father's house there is a place he wants, but if here nothing makes Arga want him.

"What's wrong" asked Ismi.

"I want a gym room" replied Arga.

"Dear dear" said Arga.

"Use my money" said Arga.

"Hahaha mamah joked dear, yes later mamah and uncle yoga will prepare it."

"Thank you, ma'am" said Arga.

Arga was so relieved that his mom wanted to give him what he wanted. He asked Citra to return to his room.

"What do you eat, sir" asked Citra.

"Anything, give me your phone" replied Arga.

"Ah my master so have no privacy."

"For what privacy there is with her own husband." Arga took Citra's phone, he wanted to know the reply Darka gave from his message earlier.

"Nothing, just want to meet my brother's wife." Arga read it and wanted to vomit.

"Oh so you want to get close to my wife, it's good that you yourself are in my plans" Arga said.

Arga behaves as if Citra is replying to all those messages, she wants the extent to which Darka is acting.

"It's a good thing my wife doesn't itch, if it's so certain she chose Darka," Arga's inner self, she just felt grateful to be married to Citra.

"Eat sir.."

"Kenyang," said Arga who is still focused on Citra mobile phones.

"Fruit only." The image sits beside Arga.

Arga opens his mouth, a sign he wants Citra bribe. With pleasure Citra also fed Arga, rarely can he do this.

"Your cellphone is leaking once" said Arga.

"Old phone output mister so be aware of it," said Citra.

"Buy new, I really need it" said Arga.

" How about sir? what do you plan," asked Citra.

"He's approaching you, like he's intending to take you away from me, if you want to, I don't need you."

"So you can" asked Citra.

"So you want!!!" Arga immediately stared at Citra.

"Hehehe no master, my husband is only a master, I will be loyal to the master no matter what happens."

"Well, look out for you like, your phone I'm holding," said Arga,

"Where's the fruit again, so slow."

Although Arga likes to get angry at her, Citra feels Arga a very attractive man. Vibration vibration strange feeling already Image felt. Maybe he was only married to Arga for a day but he had been taking care of Arga for more than a week. Every day meet and see how little Arga makes Citra interested in Arga. In the eyes of Arga's image the man was very different from his other men.

"Your eyes," said Arga who was confused by the way Citra stared at him.

"I massage again yes," Citra said.

"No, no use" said Arga.

"Sir, let's go to therapy, I have a friend whose father can treat people. You taking medicine if it's not helped with therapy won't heal sir."

"You're so busy, I'm the one who's not healed why you're the one who's bothered" Arga said.

The image just sighed slowly, facing Arga must indeed be full of patience.

"Why? regret marrying me?."

"No, I have never regretted marrying Mr. Arga, for what regret," Citra said.

"Just say sorry, if you don't like to go straight to the religious court there, ask for separation."

The image of moving from the top of the bed made Arga confused.

"Where are you going" asked Arga.

The image frowned, why Arga was afraid he went, but he just wanted to pee.

"Bathroom, I will not go to the religious court, Mr. Arga do not be afraid" Citra said.

"Who is afraid" said Arga.

When in fact Arga was afraid Citra actually went to the Religious court.

The image just smiled a little and walked to the bathroom.