THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND

THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND
20. Warm Water



Asya came down after taking a shower and changed her clothes. The thin make-up that he used to polish on his face looks more visible. Because some days Asya did not get rough treatment, the condition is very excellent. He is healthy and bruise free. 


"Look at him, there's been progress. He's preening now" said Maria. 


"I brought Isabelle in for it, Ma." Fagan. 


Cecilia looked at her sister-in-law. Instantly his lips cut. He was like a popular loser now, so there was envy present in the girl's heart. 


"Sit down, Asya." Fagan gave Asya orders. 


Nodding her head, Asya immediately sat down next to her husband's wheelchair. This was the first time Asya was sitting at the dinner table with all the Elvander family. He looked confident and had no words to look down. 


"Well, even he has forgotten how to bow" said Cecilia. 


Asya looked towards Cecilia and reviewed her sweet smile. Until in the end they eat without sound because they are amazed by Asya's ability in terms of eating habits.


"Perfect" said Fagan. 


He saw the girl doing everything well. Absolutely nothing less. She looks graceful and very extraordinary. In a short time, Asya mastered everything without difficulty. 


"She's awesome, even very neat and so graceful," praised Cecilia silently. 


Not only Fagan, Cecilia and Maria also felt very amazed. For both of them, this was something that could not be denied at all. Asya who they continue to consider a village girl, cheap and tacky transformed into a graceful and elegant girl after being guided and embraced by Isabelle for some time. 


The way up and down the stairs is also impeccable, all really makes Asya much more honorable than he usually is. 


"You learned well, Asya." Fagan said a compliment. 


"Mrs Maria says if you pay Isabelle a heavy price, so I must earn it" Asya said. 


"You've only been dealing with me, Fagan and Cecilia. Not with colleagues and also press the business you will meet at the party, Asya." Maria gave a warning. 


"I'm ready, really. Even now if I have to leave I am ready" he replied.


Not wanting to make the mood worse, Fagan ordered his wife to take him to the room. Immediately Asya stood up and led Fagan into the room.


"You change, you learn well, but that doesn't mean you can be disrespectful to my mother" Fagan recalled. 


"Sorry, Sir. I was just carried away by the atmosphere and habits of being with Isabelle." Asya. 


"It may be your reason, Asiah," said Fagan. 


Asya deliberately used that excuse to protect herself from everything she did not want. How things were never the same before he was taught by Isabelle. This is an opportunity for Asya to make the people around him know that he is no longer the same as Asya who used to be. 


"Educating you should be an advantage for me, not even an excuse to fight and humiliate me and my family, Asya. Remember that and keep it in you" Fagan said as soon as they both got to the room. 


Asya tried not to care because this was what she wanted. She disappeared behind the bathroom door and prepared to help her husband clean up. Asya prepared everything Fagan needed, including the warm water the man asked for. Fagan wanted to soak after a long time without soaking. He felt that his body muscles needed to be relaxed to be more relaxed, so he gave Asya the order to prepare everything. 


"It's ready, sir. Let me help you" Asya said. 


He helped strip all the cloths that had stuck to Fagan's body. Ranging from shirts, underwear, pants to the last cover most attached to the man's body. Asya's awkward feeling to get rid of it all the way because it has become his main task every day. So inevitably he must accept what is his duty. 


"Slow down, sir." Asya helps Fagan get out of the wheelchair towards the bath up. 


Both of Fagan's legs were paralyzed, presumably the man still had full strength in his spine and hands so Asya only helped lift the man's legs to enter perfectly on the hot water he prepared. 


"Leave me, I'll call you when you're done" Fagan ordered. 


"All right, sir." Asya soon moved. 


He lit the therapeutic scent candle and also prepared a towel near the bath up. 


"Excuse me, sir," she said. 


"Wait, Asya. I took my word to tell you to come out. I need you here" said Fagan, holding Asya out of the bathroom.