My Paralyzed Husband's Secret

Arsenic Story

Meanwhile, somewhere else is Arsen's residence. The married couple who were none other than Aozora and Arsen had just arrived home and went straight into the room.

"Ahh, tired!" Arsen immediately threw his body on the bed, by way of his face down.

"Eh, don't lay down! Now it's time to explain everything!" Aozora tried to pull Arsen's body which she thought was very heavy.

Arsen suddenly turned around, causing Aozora to lose her balance and fall right into her husband's chest.

Their eyes are locked. I swear by anything, even though they have been together often and have even done more, still Aozora felt groggy if she looked at her husband for a long time. Because Arsen has eagle eyes that can really hypnotize him.

"Ma-sorry," Aozora tries to keep her body away from her husband, but Arsen's hand quickly recaptures Aozora's body and holds her.

"Where are you going, Hem?" asked Arsen in a seductive tone. The masculine man's eyes also glanced spoiled towards Aozora, making the woman's cheeks blush.

"Please get rid of your hands, Mom! I want to sit down, "please Aozora with a soft voice.

"You just sit on my chest, it's okay. You take it easy, I won't eat you, even if I want to. But if you're willing, I don't have a problem!" goda Arsen again.

Aozora was grieving and trying to get out of her husband's confinement. But again the woman had to give up because she lost power.

An instant silence was created between the two of them. Arsen closed his eyes, and Aozora placed her head against the man's chest. However, the next second, Aozora raised her head again and tried to open her husband's eyes.

"Mas, open your eyes. Don't sleep! You haven't given me an explanation about me being the woman of your childhood. Don't make me curious!" Aozora forced open Arsen's eyes with her hands.

Feeling unable to dodge, Arsen opened his eyes and let go of his embrace. Aozora used the opportunity to keep her body away from the man and sit next to Arsen. Arsen sat down and faced Arsen.

"We used to be a school in Elementary, even if only briefly. I was in school until 3rd grade. We're both different classes, I'm third grade while you're only first grade. We've known each other, but I don't know for sure if you still remember it or not. I'm often called Nio, do you remember?" Arsenio begins the story.

"Nlio?" Aozora frowned, trying to remember the name the man had just mentioned.

"Yes, my name is Arsenio, but I used to hate being called Arsen, let alone just 'Sen'. Because I used to feel that Sen mentioned the smallest amount of money. That's why I don't like. In addition, I feel that Nio's call is cooler," said Arsen, continuing his explanation

Aozora frowned, then scratched her chin. He still doesn't understand the direction of Arsen's conversation.

Arsen exhaled, understanding the facial expression that his wife showed.

"Well, I'll explain in detail. I hope after this we really understand" concluded Arsen.

Flashbacks

In an elite school, which is almost 90 percent of residents from the upper class, it looks crowded by children who are playing on the field, because it is a resting position.

However, among the children, there was a boy who sat quietly under the shade of a tree, watching the children who were playing football. The boy seemed to really want to come to play, but no one wanted to invite him at all, because of his fat posture. Yes, that boy is Arsenio. The child whose face is adorable, but has a fat posture, different from his friends.

While enjoying the spectacle of the ball, one of the students who played the ball, deliberately kicked the ball towards Arsen and hit his head. Little Arsen suddenly grimaced because he felt pain and dizziness in his head.

"Hey, kingkong boy, kick the ball here!" tell the kid who kicked the ball.

Withstanding the pain, Arsen tried to kick, but his kick missed. Not even his feet touched the ball at all. The boy just kicked the wind'.

The incident, suddenly made Arsen laughed at by the children there and not a few who cheered with words of ridicule.

"Basic elephant!

"Basic cow!"

Many insults were thrown at him, which of course was not far from his body shape. The insults the children threw, made Arsen want to cry, but he tried to hold back because he did not want to look weak.

"Hey, are you all okay? Why do you like mocking friends? Really not good to know. Are you all perfect?" suddenly there was a small voice from an adorable girl with two pigtailed hair. The little girl was standing right in front of Arsen staring at the fierce children mocking Arsen.

"Hey, you're so brave!"said a small child who has brown skin, sapodilla ripe typical of Indonesia.

"I'm not scared! You are the ones mocking your own friends. Though mocking the friend was not good," the little girl looked not afraid at all.

"Hey, you seem like a first-class kid huh? How dare you be with us. There go! Otherwise we'll hit you!"

"You think I'm scared? I'm going to talk to the teacher" the girl looks defiant, making the kids' guts faintly hear the threat posed by their underclassmen.

"You are said to have gone to school, but you do not know which one is human, which one is animal. This brother is not a human beast like the one you called earlier," the girl continued.

"Ah, let's just let our friends get out of here. We continue to play ball," finally because we feel unable to argue with the girl, as well as afraid of being reported to the teacher, the children who had disturbed Arsen also chose to leave.

After the other children moved away, the girl turned around and looked at Arsen with her sweet smile.

"Already, Brother. They're already gone. Most of you have to dare to fight, do not be silent," said the woman without stripping off her smile.

"Thank you, yeah!" sahut Arsen, trying to smile. A smile that looked like someone who was grimacing.

"Together, Brother!" the girl, again threw her sweetest smile.

"Oh yes, I'm Nio. I was in third grade and my class was there. What's your name?" ask Arsen.

"My name is __"

"Rome!" the girl did not mention her name, and a woman called the girl.

"Eh, that's my mama! I'll go home, yeah, Nio,bye!"

"Going home? Isn't it not home yet?" ask Arsen before little Rara leaves.

"Today I went home, because there was a family event. I go home first! Hye!" Little Rara waved her hand, then ran towards her mother.

Arsen scrunched his forehead, looking at the beautiful woman that Rara had called her mama just now. He often saw the woman.

"Oh yes, that's Aunt Sekar, Mama's friend. So he's Aunt Sekar's son?" muttered Arsen while still staring towards the departure of the mother and child.

"Rara? So her name is Rara?" mummified Arsen.

Flashback end

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