THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND

3. Caci Maki's

The grandest wedding of the year was held with a lot of tragedy. Starting from the retreat of Elina as a bride, until Asya who must become a victim. The soft and soothing music is still flowing very melodiously. The guests still seemed to be enjoying the party and the party owner just stood at the door with the forced smile they showed. 

"Yes, your suffering will begin. You will pay for what you have done to me" Fagan said in a threatening voice. 

Just then, Asya tried to hold back everything she felt. Although he was worried, he did not want to show his fear. 

"You enjoying the party?" ask Fagan. 

Asya showed the face of the cause right in front of Fagan's eyes. They did not look at each other even though they had the first kiss in front of the guests earlier. 

"Does this puffy eye hint at a pleasure?" reply Asya ketus. 

Seeing what Asya was doing, Fagan became annoyed. As he knew, Asya would not put up any resistance to him. But this time, he dared to argue and press Fagan with a sentence that was quite painful. 

"There is no happiness in my heart, sir. Including the luxury that now clings to my body and is in front of me. This doesn't mean anything to me." Asya called out his heart. 

"It's not much, you'll suffer even more once you actually live in my house. At least I'll make you pay for everything you've done" Fagan said. 

"I don't think I was wrong. You, your mom and your sister are no different. You are the same," Asya said. 

Asya had never felt any pressure from Fagan. He just talked as necessary and interacted as he could. They never saw serious talk even though Maria had already determined that Asya would be Fagan's wife. 

"You could say I'm more than them. You just need to be prepared" Fagan said in an impolite tone. 

Asya smelled the scent of suffering that would await her. He seemed to have been given a grid of how his married life with Fagan would go. 

"completely already. A cold husband, a pushy in-law and a sadistic sister-in-law. Complete." Asya threw away her face by speaking inwardly. 

Even when Fagan spoke to her like that, his eyes did not turn from Elina dancing with Aksa. Fagan did not accept if his former lover chose Aksa as his partner after a month breaking off their relationship that almost reached the guarantee. 

"Fuck, he betrayed me." Fagan held back the emotions inside his chest. "If I hadn't been paralyzed, Elina wouldn't have gotten away from me" she continued without thinking about what had really happened. 

Fagan and his family continue to accuse Asya. They assume the accident was Asya's fault and there is no mercy for the girl. 

* * *

"Wake up, Asya." Fagan's heavy voice tore through Asya's still-well-treated eardrum. 

The party lasted until late until Asya's drowsiness was unbearable again. Just as he closed his eyes the entire journey, Fagan had already shouted at him violently. 

"Come down and get ready for a drink. I'm thirsty" Fagan ordered his wife. 

Luckily, the bridal guard had asked Asya to change clothes before returning home. So that he reached home he no longer needed to bother with his fancy wedding dress. 

"Good, Sir." He complied and immediately walked towards the kitchen. 

The woman took a glass of water for her husband and immediately returned to give the glass. Because he still has not memorized the location and direction of the house, Asya was confused and did not know the direction.

"You're doing it on purpose, take some water for a long time" joked Fagan. 

"Young Lady is rude, sir. He's up to the backyard and confused." A maid explained. 

"Young Miss? Since when did she become Young Madam?" Fagan disagreed with Asya being called Young Madam. "Have called her Madam. Who's she?" continued. 

"This is the drink, sir." Asya handed over the glass of water she brought. 

Fagan accepted and gulped it down immediately. The man's esophagus had already dried up due to the anger he had nurtured in his heart. Since seeing the intimacy of Elina and Aksa, Fagan's bad attitude is increasingly visible.

"She, help your husband lie down. It's late, you guys need to rest." Mary suddenly entered the room of the two of them. 

Asya just nodded her head. "Because of all the overtime today, tomorrow morning you wake up to cook breakfast. You are united today, so you have to pay with breakfast" the owner ordered. 

Injustice is becoming more visible. Although Maria's tone was more polite, but still what she ordered made Asya unsettled. Asya's flat face invited Maria's annoyance. 

"You protest? Do you not like to be ruled? Do you want to argue?" Maria yells at her daughter-in-law. 

"E .. no, Madam. I'll do it all tomorrow." Asya responded by force. 

* * *

"God! What is this, Asya?" Maria shouted her anger. 

He saw the kitchen was still a mess and breakfast was not ready at the table.

"Sorry, Madam. I overslept and woke up." Asya. 

Maria accidentally locked from the outside of the special housekeeper because indeed she had given Asya a mandate to prepare breakfast. 

"You may have misfortune, Asha. You're not so good at being a wife," she said. 

"What the hell, Ma? Early in the morning screaming." Cecilia intervened. 

"He can already prepare everything semalem, but until this hour has not mateng." Maria explained.

Cecilia looked at her sister-in-law with a cynical look. He knew what his mother meant just by looking at the shabby woman. 

"No Becus, anyway? It is not that the poor are ordinary, wake up early, work hard and work hard. Why not cook?" Cecilia started to let out her arrogance. 

"Not bad, I said I woke up bad luck. So it's not right yet, you just have to wait. It will be over soon" explained Asya. 

"Shut up, Asya. Why are you snapping at my rich mama and sister? How brave of you," joked Fagan. 

It was Asya's first morning in the house. Caci maki and the clash he received just because he woke up too late can already be sure it will happen again every day.

"It's only the first day, even just a few hours I've been emulating the air of this house. They've served me with cruel sentences without thinking about my feelings." Asya washed all her cooking utensils with tears. 

Since then she had been holding everything back, after everyone had stopped scolding her, there was nothing else she could stand. Her tears flowed without being asked and just kept falling. She finished her kitchen work and immediately went to the dining table to make sure everyone was sitting down and eating. 

"Eat your own cooking, we're full just by looking at it." Maria forbids everyone from touching Asya's cooking. 

"Let's eat outside" Cecilia asked her mother. 

While Asya just stood there staring without a word, they scolded her for waking up late and preparing breakfast. But after all they were served they chose to eat out. 

"It's just beginning, Asya." Fagan gave a warning.