My Disabled Husband

Episode Sixteen

"Good Image, I love your answer" Arga said.

"Just like my answer? you don't want to give your love to me" Citra asked.

Arga smiled Citra asked like that, she was trying to understand her feelings right now, too soon to say everything, Arga felt better understand everything first and then revealed it.

"Yes I will give it, you wait for the time, yes" said Arga.

"Our image to the place yesterday yuk," said Arga.

"Where," asked Citra.

"The masseuse yesterday, I fit her in," replied Arga.

"Oh father, you sure want, if you want Okay we go now," said Citra.

"Yes I want to.."

Citra and Arga immediately get ready.

Tok. tok. tok.

"I open," said Arga, it is impossible for Arga to ask his wife to open it because Citra does not wear complete clothes.

"Dad" said Arga.

"Arga I want to take you outside."

"I'll go with my wife" said Arga.

"Anga with dad just won't? you never went with me" said Nature.

"Let's go find a strong medicine, you'll need it" said Alam.

"Don't dad now, it'll be tonight."

"Yes it's 7 o'clock tonight, are you diligent in sports?"

"Well, if I don't exercise, I'll drown."

"It's good your body, oh yes maybe in two weeks the doctor who treats your legs comes" said Alam.

"No dad, I don't want to, I can find someone who will cure me" Arga said.

Arga is not sure of the doctor that his father said, he knows for sure his father will find the best doctor for him. But what about his stepmother and Darka, if they know Arga is on medication, surely they both do things that are not not. Not healed Arga would definitely be much worse.

"Dad.." Darka walked up to the two of them.

"What's wrong" asked Nature.

"Let's not say forget."

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Fortunately, Arga asked to leave last night" said Alam.

"What about you, you're better?"

"What is your business" said Arga.

"Your sister Arga just asked," said Alam.

"He's not my brother, he's your bastard son." Arga went inside his room and slammed the door of the room firmly.

"I'm just an illegitimate child" Darka said.

"Hey what the fuck are you, you're my son. You come from my seed, the mistake I made with your mama has nothing to do with you, you my son has nothing to say bastard."

Darka could always take his father's heart, he was the same as his mamah who was so cunning.

"I want a sister" Darka said.

"Hey Darka, your mother is 40 years old, where maybe you have another sister" said Alam.

"Hahaha if you're diligent in making it, how do you know so."

"Based on this child yes," said Alam.

Darka's many ways to make her father always pay more attention to her than Arga. Her father can only love her not with Arga.

"Why are you," asked Citra.

"No papa, where are my clothes we leave now" replied Arga.

"Attent."

The image is a little confused why Arga suddenly like this, Arga looked happy now looks his mood is not good.

After they finished preparing, they both went to the place yesterday. Arga wanted to go to that place again because he felt the difference before and after from there, just as his treating person had the ability to heal himself.

"You are sure yes if you can definitely recover, how do you know your soul mate treat with him," said Citra.

"My fool you're Imagining."

"That's not what it means, I mean you're suitable for treatment with her. It's not expensive anymore" Citra said.

"How much to pay," asked Arga.

"250 grand, it's very cheap for treatment like you."

"Oh yes, then give it double," said Arga.

"The image I never gave you money."

"Hehehe I got it from your mom and dad, they both said Arga couldn't give money to me because Arga wasn't well. I understand, the money from them I also use for you," Citra said.

"I'm not good with you, later if I can work again I will give you money, now you can use my card as much, for the monthly ration I can not give it," said Arga.

Arga wants to be like the head of the family in his general who can give monthly money after payday. But his self alone does not work how can payday.

"Yes," said Citra.

Actually Arga also still has a lot of savings, not to mention the monthly rations from his father, Arga deliberately let this so that his father does not go off hand for his life. He was so unwilling that only the bastard child always got all of it.

"Had arrived come on, he was waiting for us" Intan said.

Intan and Arga got out of the car, and they both got into the house.

"How's it?"

"What's up" asked Arga.

"There's a change, right? it's getting stronger, right?"

"Oh yes, very steady sir, eat it I came back because it is very steady sir," said Arga.

"Hahaha yes definitely dong, big free but if not strong."

"You take it easy, you'll get well if you come here."

"Yes sir, I really hope I can recover" said Arga.

Arga was back in the massage, from the top to take it. Not only the usual massage tegal some therapy to lure the nerve nerve of the Arga leg to return to function again.

Arga can at least bear if it has started in the upper thigh, the feeling is really very painful. Arga up to yell her sick cusp. But if part of the time Arga does not feel what makes him calm.

"Here you go, go home. Feel the difference two days to three days ahead."

"Thank you sir, the image has been given."

"Yes, thank you sir. This is the money."

"Thank you, don't forget to come back, yeah, it'll be all better."

The two of them returned home, Arga felt more eager to recover, let alone his failure yesterday that made him want to rise again. He did not want to make Citra disappointed again for the second time.

"Later in the evening I'll be back" said Arga.

"Where," asked Citra.

"Together with my father, the collision once he took me away," replied Arga.