THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND

12. Refusing

"No rejection, Asya." Fagan. 

"I have the right to refuse, Sir," replied Asya who disagreed. 

"My wish now is your right. You have to take that course and learn everything you need to learn. There is no word can not and do not want" explained Fagan. 

It feels free Asya refused, the man did not stop putting pressure on Asya every time there was a dispute. Not to mention if their squeaking sound reached Maria's ears. Everything is going to get more complicated and more directionless. 

"Your teacher is coming tomorrow, so make no mistake so that nothing happens to your face and invite a bad assumption from your teacher" Fagan said. 

Asya moved away, in fact it could not be rejected at this time. Not knowing what would happen tomorrow when her teacher came, Asya chose not to think too much about it. How could he not avoid it. Fagan's wish is Asya's right for now. It was like a remission that Fagan gave Asya when it had no effect at all for the woman. 

"Well, my brother gave you a fresh breeze. He called Isabelle to give you a course. It's shocking" said Cecilia. 

Asya was reluctant to chimed in, she had already memorized enough with her sister-in-law. So he chose to be quiet. 

"Heh, budeg huh? You know who Isabelle is?" Cecilia gritted ketus. 

"Of course not, Miss. Who am I to that important people around you can know." Asya deliberately low. 

Cecilia is a girl who is easily carried away by emotions and is very easy to say dirty words, so Asya takes her heart to keep things conducive. Remembering today Asya still had to prepare lunch for her mother and sister-in-law. 

"Ah, you really are. How could the rich girl you know Isabelle. Be prepared to be taken with him. Don't macem and don't mess around. Face him with all your strength." Cecilia reminded. 

Asya imagines Isabelle as a cruel teacher. I don't know what she's going to teach, Asya doesn't even know. But what Cecilia said was enough to scare her. 

"Let me sort it out," said Lia taking over. 

"Ah, it's done, really. Take this to the back house. Ask the house officials to eat now. The dining table is ready, Mama and Cecilia will go down after their personal waiter asks. He's been up to tell, " explained Asya. 

"Mrs? You cook for us?" asked Lia surprised. 

"Hm, this is a thank you because you guys have me when I'm alone and always help me, when I need to," it was clearly Asya who considered the lunch she made back then as a token of gratitude. 

"What's all, Lia? You two are in cahoots?" jolt Maria who accidentally heard the chatter of the two of them. 

"Eng .. no, Big Mistress. I just ...," replied Lia gagu. 

"What's free? You helped Asya, right, all this time." Maria was angry. "I pay you to do work, Lia. Not for this village girl when she has problems in this house," he continued. 

Lia just fell silent. He did not understand what his master said because it was too ordinary. He also could not come up with a proper rebuttal for Maria. 

"Well, Lia started macem-macem cake" said Cecilia. 

"Really, apparently. Cecilia is also a snake. Even what came out of his mouth was all pain for the one who heard." Asya spoke in heart. "Menu lunch as the Big Lady wants is ready, please enjoy," said Asya separated the situation. 

As Maria and Cecilia begin to sit on the chair, Asya codes Lia to leave immediately. He did not want the maid to receive punishment for what Asya did. 

"Are you spending the money now? To the extent that you dare to grab cooking ingredients to feed them?" Maria rebukes. 

"Not to be so good, you, you son of a bitch." Cecilia cursed. 

"Sorry, Madam. I only license time. When I make these simultaneously, it'll definitely make things easier." Asya explained. 

"That's your reason, no. Just want to find a face and find a friend who can help you, right?" gritting Maria with a rough. 

Asya's lunch hour she even spent to obey what Maria wanted. The lunch menu they requested was quite dizzying for Asya. Fortunately, there was a recipe book in the kitchen. So Asya can use that to make her second lunch. 

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"Let's negotiate again, we barter the same gift to be interesting," Asya said to her husband. 

Fagan looked at Asya's face. He was astonished because the girl was quite smart as well.