My Disabled Husband

Eighth episode

"Sir." The image shouted loudly while closing its eyes.

"Hahaha you're why," asked Arga.

"Don't open it" Citra replied.

"Hahaha who opened it, you see this I didn't open it."

"Master doesn't lie" Citra asked.

"No, that's not.."

The image opened its eyes slowly, luckily Arga did not open it all. It turns out Arga was just pranking her.

"It's there."

"I'm going ya.." The image immediately ran away leaving Arga.

Arga just smiled at Citra's funny behavior. Rarely did Arga smile like this before her, perhaps this was her first time after that big accident.

"Keep if I come out later who wears clothes," said Citra.

Citra prepares Arga's clothes first, after being ready he goes back into the bathroom.

"Sir.."

"Don't come any closer, I'm naked" Arga said.

"Eh yes." The image flipped his body.

"What's up" asked Arga.

"Master can wear clothes? I need to help you" asked Citra.

"Later that, I used to wear a towel and I just got dressed" replied Arga.

Actually Arga si does not matter Citra see its anu but better Citra does not see its Fear Citra instead story everywhere.

Before long Arga finished bathing, he wore a new kimono towel that Arga called Citra.

"Master today we go out yuk," Citra said.

"You've got to do the job I've been given, don't forget you've got to get close to Darka."

"Now?"

"Yes from now on" said Arga.

"My master is afraid of being discovered, surely we will go to the master's parents' house, if he recognizes me how?"

"Change your style, when met with his dah while with me. You also do not meet him directly, better approach first by phone, you are very stupid si," said Arga.

"That's how it is, if he meets later? if he's not interested in me?"

"You don't know our family secrets, just follow what I say."

"Yes sir." Citra is convinced by following what Arga says, and by following Arga. Arga must have accepted her as a wife. Now Arga is not too stiff anymore.

Elsewhere, Darka and the company's top brass were gathering. They discussed changing plans because Arga was married. Darka will most likely not replace his father.

"Indeed less," Darka's inner.

After the meeting was over Darka and his mamah immediately left the company. The two of them could do nothing but devise another plan. Actually Darka didn't get empty hands either. He obtained some of the treasures of Nature that Nature could from his hard work because Darka was also a son of Nature, but not for the hereditary inheritance that would fall into the hands of Arga.

"You don't accept me" Darka said.

"You think you're welcome, but what can we do. We have to devise another plan."

"You're right, we have to devise another plan" Darka said.

Two people who do not know themselves never run out of sense. They'll both keep moving while no one's stopped me.

Back at Arga and Citra, they both sat together on the bed. The image massages Arga's legs, but Arga is making plans to approach Darka. The image is pretty enough to make Darka interested in her. He knew exactly what Darka was like, so young Arga had to do what he was doing now.

"You're free to do it" said Arga.

"Master let's go to the therapy place" Citra said.

"You don't be weird, doctors alone can't cure her much less just a roadside therapy place. I don't expect anything on that leg, I'm not like crazy enough for me" Arga said.

Citra was annoyed Arga said like that, there was no intention of Arga to heal his legs. Even if Arga has the intention and belief, there will be a way.

"Absolutely not felt," asked Citra.

"No feeling, don't make yourself tired. It's I've contacted her.."

"How's it?"

"Not active.." Arga puts down the image phone he used to contact Darka.

"Our mama word can go out of the way," said Citra.

"Come on, you're the one who took me, you're in charge" Arga said.

Arga will be out of the house after all this time. The nature of Arga that won before her well made Citra easier to approach Arga. It was proven that just a day Citra became the wife of Arga had a major influence on Arga.

"Where to go" asked Ismi.

"Then he is" replied Arga.

"Don't be so dong with his own wife" said Ismi.

"The image of Arga's good care, yes, he has not been out of the house for many years, surely he is confused with the outside atmosphere."

"Ready mah.."

"Let's not come out" said Arga.

"We're going mah.." The image pushed the wheelchair away from home.

Given Arga's condition like this, the two of them couldn't possibly go alone. There is a driver who helps Arga in order to get into the car, Citra itself will not be able to do it.

"But you bring money" asked Arga.

"Don't bring it, but I was given a card by your father" Citra replied.

"It's good that I don't bring anything" said Arga.