My Disabled Husband

Seventh episode

"I want to but I'm afraid your family is angry with me" Citra said.

"Why are you afraid, this is the most important thing, you can disguise yourself as another woman when you meet Darka, come on.." Arga really hopes Citra will follow his plan.

"Yes I want, all for the sake of Mr. Arga," Citra said.

The image of hope by helping Arga like this Arga began to receive her. And what they planned now went smoothly, this also had become her duty as a wife to help her husband.

"It's good that you have a little benefit, I want to sleep" said Arga while taking the most comfortable position.

"I slept where you are, sir" asked Citra.

"Whatever, on the floor is none of my business" replied Arga.

Before going to bed Citra removes her makeup and changes her clothes. He is quite deg deg do sleep next to Arga, her husband is really very different from the husband in his general.

"Come on, just like this you're scared, don't be afraid." The image began to lie beside Arga's body.

He saw that Arga had fallen asleep. Citra imagines her life to be happy together with Arga, embracing Arga like her deserving husband and wife. And in the end the imagination began to enter into the dream of Citra. A dream that will accompany Citra on this night.

The morning, the new day for Citra and Arga, their status must be this different, they are a couple. Although it doesn't look like that yet. Citra has been awake since earlier, even she has taken a bath and intends to prepare food for her husband. Arga himself will wake up around 8 am.

"For tan," Citra said.

"Kok aunty mamah dong, are you married to a mama's son."

"Oh yes in the morning, my mother has made breakfast" asked Citra.

"Already, you take care of Arga, if for this house your mother only. Arga is awake? what happened last night?"

"Nothing's happened, either, Den Arga hasn't woken up yet."

"Hmmm you can seduce Arga, you know that Arga must have children soon."

Ismi's request made Citra feel very embarrassed, she did not know how to seduce Arga. Don't do it, just imagine Arga can't, it's never Citra thought before her.

"Everything will run with the running time mah," said Citra.

"Yes my dear mamah understands very well, but you try to do it.."

"Yes mah, surely Citra will try, Citra also wants the best for everything" said Citra.

Arga began to wake from his sleep. His eyes looked around his room, it turned out that the image was no longer there. Though he wanted to ask Citra to help him to the bathroom.

"Since when you depend on others, you can be alone" Arga said.

Arga tried to get up from the bed, he crawled moving towards his wheelchair, with strong effort and interest finally Arga could sit on his wheelchair.

To go to the bathroom feels easier because the bathroom Arga room has been specially designed to facilitate the life of Arga. It can throw away large and small water on its own, in contrast to a bath that still needs the help of others.

"He woke up, tumben," said Arga.

"He doesn't exist, where does he.. What's in the bathroom.." The image put her on the table and walked towards the bathroom.

The image attaches its ears to the bathroom door, it sounds running water, Citra feels relieved if Arga is in there, she thinks Arga has run away where.

He waited for Arga in front of the bathroom door, his heart still stuck if he had not seen Arga's face straight out of there.

Before long Arga came out in slightly wet clothes. The image that saw it immediately took a towel so that Arga did not catch a cold.

"Thank you" said Arga.

"Why not wait for me sir," asked Citra.

"Until when I depend on others, until I die I will definitely continue to depend on others if I don't start to get used to me" Arga replied.

Although Arga's answer was a bit sloppy, Citra was quite happy because Arga would continue to rise from his slump. He will definitely continue to accompany Arga until Arga really rises as before.

"Change clothes yes, I prepare," said Citra.

"I want to take a shower" said Arga.

"Oh let me help," Citra said.

"You are not ashamed" asked Arga.

"Actually the shame, but yes it has become my duty" Citra replied.

"Good... You have to get used to everything" said Arga.

Yesterday Citra had helped Arga change his clothes but Arga still wears the interior, if now Citra does not know how. If Arga gets to naked Citra won't be able to stay in there for long.

"Campus me, he wants to open his pants," Inner Citra.

"Help me.." Arga was upset to see Citra who was even silent.

"Eh yes.." With a slight close of her eyes Citra helped Arga.

Right in front of the eyes of Citra there is something that is very Citra avoid, Citra does not want to see it, he is afraid that the object is suddenly plastered directly without cover. Now he does not know the interior that Arga wears come down or not.

Arga is actually a little embarrassed too, but want to how else. More embarrassed by others than his own wife, anyway want Citra to see his or her wife's image, gradually Citra will feel his rather than just see his. If Citra sees her Citra also will not tell a lot of people, Citra will keep the secret of the husband.

Arga type of person who takes a bath using the interior although uncomfortable, before the accident he never wear the interior while bathing, but because after the accident Arga bath in help with others Arga change the habit.

"Hmmm wear no yes, later he sees her and is uncomfortable again," inner Arga.

"But yes no papa, especially if you wake up hahaha must have a very funny face to see this object directly." Just this time Arga thought like this, his old thoughts seemed to start returning again. Actually, Arga also has a pretty jaily nature.

"Master wants what," Citra asked as she got up from her place.