My Paralyzed Husband's Secret

Baffled

The day passed so quickly. Today should be a very happy day for Aozora. However, today turned into a day that he hated so much. Moreover, if it was not the wedding day that she should have, now turned to Tsania, a woman whom she would never consider a sister at all.

"Zora, tonight you accompany your mom to Dimas' wedding reception" Amber opened her voice as the two of them relaxed in the living room.

"Ma, I'm so sorry, Ma! Can I not just stay home? I am__"

"Your mother has no friends, Zora. You are Mama's daughter-in-law. You have to go with your mom!" amber said firmly uncontested.

"All right, Ma then!" Aozora looks resigned. "Haish, I'm so lazy to meet all of them! But not pa-pa. Pretend you don't know, can you?" aozora whispered to herself.

"What time are we leaving, Ma?"

"It's 7 o'clock, so we leave at 6!" Aozora suddenly saw a clock on the wall that turned out to have shown almost 5 o'clock.

"Then I go back to my room, Ma. You see, I have to wrap Mas Arsen's body first," Aozora stood up from her seat.

"Wait on! You cleaned Arsen's body?" amber's eyes grew perfectly.

"Yes, Ma. Why why?" Aozora scrunched her forehead.

"How long has it been?" instead of answering Aozora's question, Amber asked back.

"It's been a week, Ma. Since I became Mas Arsen's wife. And who asked me to do it, Daren. He said Mas Arsen had to be cleaned twice a day just like a shower, "explained Aozora, nervous.

Amber's mouth was slightly open, for a moment so shocked. However, the next second, the middle-aged woman, smiled amusedly. Wh why? it was because now he was again imagining how tormented his son was this week.

"Why does my mom smile like that? Mama's feeling funny or mama's thinking weird if I'm flirting with Mas Arsen?" Aozora nodded while biting her lips.

"Ma, I could have sworn that as long as I cleaned up Mas Arsen I didn't take the opportunity to ...." Aozora hangs her words, because she feels uncomfortable talking about intimate relationships.

"Why should you be afraid like that? If you do that to your husband, it's okay. Is he your husband?" amber was still trying to hold back her laughter.

Aozora did not not know the meaning of her mother-in-law's expression. That's why he's back, so shy.

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From the door, someone opened the door. Arsen, who had been busy checking work through a laptop in his hand, immediately stopped his work and hurriedly put his laptop under the bed. Then he lay down, pretending as usual.

"Welcome to my suffering!" Arsenio. He was convinced that the one who was going to enter was Aozora. Which means indirectly, his inner torment will also come.

"Hi, Mas! Still sleeping, huh? Wake up, sleep time continues? Not cape what?" Aozora didn't directly pick up the tools to clean Arsenes. The woman climbed into the bed and sat next to the man.

"Do you want to wake up when Hanum comes?" aozora's voice sounded soft.

"Huh? how did he know about Hanum? From mama, Niko or from Daren?" Arsen was really surprised that his wife already knew about Hanum, the woman who honestly still had a place in her heart.

"Love that, are you going to Hanum? She must be so beautiful that you love her so much. But, what if he comes back you'll throw you away like Dimas said?"

"Suckers! Turns out he knew from Dimas, "pumpat Arsenio in heart.

"Maybe it's my destiny to be someone outcast" Aozora said. Without him being able to prevent it, the tears that he had been trying to hold back, finally broke down as well and without him noticing dripped into Arsen's hands.

"He's crying? Why am I in such a dilemma? Will I leave him later? If yes .. that means I'm a bad guy. Arghhh, please don't burden my heart constantly with your sad story! Later if I leave you, I will always feel that I am the most evil man," Arsenio's inner self, grumbled inwardly.

Meanwhile, Aozora looked towards the clock on the wall. His eyes grew perfectly looking at the clock that had shown 5 o'clock past. The woman jumped out of bed, causing a slight shock to Arsen.

"Why else is he?" whispered Arsen, curious.

"Good God, I forgot! I have to clean your body faster, because then me and mama will go together to the bastard's wedding!" aozora said before she ran into the bathroom a little.

"Haish, get ready again I'm tormented!" lamented Arsenio while staring at the bathroom.

No need to wait long, Aozora had already come out of the bathroom and started cleaning Arsen's body. Although already accustomed to the reactions shown by sensitive objects belonging to Arsenio, Aozora did not deny that she still had the creeps to see the appearance.

Aozora is now done cleaning Arsen's body. She walked to the closet to get her husband's clothes. It didn't take long, and he finally finished his work.

"Okay, you look fresh. I take a shower now!" Aozor walked into the bathroom.

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Aozora did not need much time to bathe now, as she was already in a hurry.

"Hmm, what dress am I wearing?" Aozora looks confused in front of the wardrobe lined with beautiful dresses bought by her in-laws.

"Ah, it seems like this is it," Aozora pulled out an ivory yellow cooktail type dress. The design is simple but elegant when worn. And it just so happens to be the shape of the cooktail dress cut that Aozora chose, sleeveless.

Aozora's appearance really looks very beautiful now, even though the woman has not polished the makeup on her face.

It didn't take long, Aozora had finished applying makeup because she wasn't too difficult to do it. The woman glanced back at the clock.

"There's still 15 minutes left, I should still have time to do a simple hair do," Aozora then grabbed the Curly hair tool that she had previously heated.

"Finally done too!" The woman exhaled a sigh of relief, after she had finished arranging her hair. The woman's appearance is now more beautiful.

After that, Aozora looks picky shoes and her choice falls on heels, which eventually makes her appearance all the more out.

So busy he was getting ready, he did not realize that Arsenio had opened her eyes and noticed everything she was doing.

"He's so pretty. But, why would she have to wear such an sleeveless dress? He wants to show off that his skin is good, or deliberately want to make Dimas fascinated again with him?" Arsenio started to grumble inwardly.

"Haish, why am I so sorry? Didn't I always get upset that Hanum was dressed like that? Why am I so upset to see her wearing a dress like that?" inner Arsenio. Confused mixed with annoyance, now mixed into one in Arsen's head.

Tbc

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