THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND

14. Negotiation Result

"Braven you, Asya." Fagan had already thrown a mockery as soon as Asya entered. 

"Relax, Sir. Don't be mad at me." Asya tried to be relaxed. 

He was just amusing himself in order to make things easier for him. Although it was so difficult and trembling, Asya seemed to be able to control himself. 

"I know, Sir. He's an expensive teacher, he's classy and he's a teacher among conglomerates. As good and as popular as the teacher, it would be useless if I did not show interest," Asya said trying to identify the problem. 

"It's easy to say you have no interest. Aren't you the one who told me that whatever I want will be what you want?" ketus. 

"Ah, this time it's different. It feels like breathing has rules. Until I think I have to breathe or not." Asya. 

"Omong is empty, shut up" said Fagan, not accepting Asya's excuse. 

Asya walked towards Fagan slowly. There was a lot going on in his brain. The pain he felt from the rage, abuse and cruelty of Fagan never disappeared from him. Until there was only a ray of hatred in Asya's eyes right now. 

"Let's negotiate again, we barter gifts to make it interesting," Asya said to her husband. 

"Who are you? Why are you setting me up?" fagan. 

"Your wife, sir. I am your legal wife" Asya replied. "If not the wife that is considered, at least my status here is clearly as your wife" he continued. 

Fagan realizes that Asya is not a stupid girl. He was smart and brave enough. Fagan did not know that Asya dared to do that because he felt that there was something he wanted to meet. The longing in Asya's heart for her father made the girl make requirements. 

"What do you want?" ask Fagan. 

"I know enough myself to ask for many things, I will not ask for more than what I give" explained Asya. 

"Cepet said it. Don't beat around the bush" said Fagan. 

Asya commented on her sweet smile, she made Fagan riled up with her wish that Asya did not immediately tell him. 

"I want to see my father, sir. That's it," explained Asya. 

"Then, what are you going to bet?" fagan pressed Asya. 

Fagan thought about what Asya said. That request meant nothing to Fagan. She had even just gone berserk due to her in-laws' arrival to the company that day. 

"Find him if you can conquer the engagement party, Asya." Fagan made an offer. 

"really? Master told me that?" Asya looks excited. 

"On condition to just meet, without saying what you are experiencing and you feel here" he threatened. 

Fagan wouldn't risk what he had so easily on the girl. His family's reputation would be at stake if anyone knew what Asya had received in the house all along. 

"I promise, Sir. I just need to meet my dad and hold him tight. I just wanted to leave a message to her so she wouldn't worry" said Asya, who seemed very happy. 

"Alright, follow everything well and prove you can show your best. The party will prove how much you miss your father" Fagan said. 

Asya nodded happily, she was very happy with what Fagan had said. Although he still had to be silent about what he had received all this time, there would be at least things he could get even if it was just a second. 

"Even if I die after that, I don't think there'll be any regrets in me." Asya said that very steadily. 

He almost gave up on meeting his father again, how never was the same before. Asya who used to live according to her wishes even in lack, in fact happier than when she was confined in the house. Although the bed is large, the clothes are branded, the room is spacious, the make-up is complete. But all of that meant nothing to Asya. He remained lonely, tortured and feeling alone. 

* * *

"Good, Asya. The way you walk is so graceful and charming." Isabella was happy that Asya received her lesson so quickly. 

It was very different from Asya a few days ago. Asya is full of drama as well as incompetence. 

"Your development is great, you learn a lot and it looks like Fagan will be happy with the progress you've made" Isabella said. 

"Tell him if I'm worthy to appear as his wife among colleagues. I'm classy and elegant now" Asya said as she stroked her face.

Not yet did Isabelle answer what Asya said, the sound of applause shrieking from the door. 

"This is how you started to get arrogant, yeah. The village," maki Maria.