THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND
30. Asya Speak
"You really took a shower?" fagan asked his wife who came out of the bathroom with her wet hair.
"I just don't want to cause trouble. Your mama will nag relentlessly if I don't shower" Asya said.
She started to change her clothes and prepared to head for the kitchen. Her footsteps were so fast that she had gotten used to it since becoming the family's son-in-law.
"You're not even like a daughter-in-law. You look more like a maid" said Fagan.
Asya did not care what her husband said, she was silent and just stared at him. Until in the end he passed into the kitchen without saying goodbye to the husband. Asya's footsteps immediately sounded towards the kitchen.
"What do they want?" ask Asya.
"Beef on black and vegetable salads," replied Lia.
The maid stared fixedly at Asya who even had her hair not dried up already in the kitchen.
"You look more like a maid than the daughter-in-law of this family" Lia said.
Asya stared with a serious look. He scrunched his forehead and pursed his thin lips.
"You look like this Young Master of the house. Your words are exactly the same as what he told me," Asya said.
In less than fifteen minutes, Asya heard the sentence twice. The sentence that said if he looked more like a maid than a daughter-in-law made Asya feel annoyed. Just got her wish tossed up with two kisses and Fagan's beautiful praises, now thrown with a sentence that says she looks more like a maid than a daughter-in-law.
"I prefer to look like a maid, because I am not a daughter-in-law here" Asya said.
"Don't want it, Asya. How is it that your marriage and the Young Master's is an official marriage. Demand what is rightfully yours and what they are obligated to give you" said Lia.
"I don't care about that, you know how they dragged me into this house, right? Do you think I was brought here to enjoy it all?" call Asya.
"Ta ... tapkan?" refute Lia.
"Udahlah, do not need to talk nyang nyang no. Because of the problem of knowing how you feel," Asya reminded.
The girl continued what Lia had started. With the slight annoyance that was in her heart, Asya finished the dinner preparations and scorned her at the table.
"Well, it's also useful to you" said Maria began to look for trouble.
"Already, Ma. Don't start again" Fagan warned his mother.
They sit at the dining table and enjoy the results of Asya cuisine that has been served. It was just that Cecilia wasn't there at the time. I don't know where she is, not even Maria knows.
"Did you cause trouble at your parents' house?" mary asked to know.
"Ma" interrupted Fagan.
Fagan actually began to stir when his wife was pressed by the mother. It's just that he hasn't been able to make things easier for Asya. Half of her heart was still controlled by the woman who was pregnant and gave birth to her in that world. How also this is a thing that Fagan can not easily ignore.
"I'm not doing what you think, Ma. He took good care of everything, Fagan asked Mama not to press him again" Fagan said in defense of Asya.
The sentence made Asya feel defended, although it meant nothing, at least this time Fagan did not add to the long conflict between himself and the in-laws.
Not even after dinner, Cecilia came home in a very messy state. He came home with a face full of anger.
"What's wrong with you?" Maria urged Cecilia who then sat by her side.
"Well, is there nothing that can be done to make Fagan walk again? We're so rich, Mah, why did Mama let Kak Fagan feel in that wheelchair?" he said it was not clear what really happened before he entered the house.
"What are you talking about? Why do rich people get into such a trance?" sentak Mary.
"I'm sick of it, Mah. Everyone was talking about Brother Fagan and just continued to issue curses because of his present circumstances. They keep making talk that leads to Kak Fagan's imperfection." Cecilia explained in detail.
The environment of Fagan and Cecilia is the same. Most of Fagan's friends also knew Cecilia, so it is not surprising that what is now happening to Cecilia in her association also discussed Fagan.
"Look, Asya. It's all because of you, look what you did to my son that we all accept the consequences" Maria joked.
The anger of his heart was vented on Asya. He considers Asha to be guilty of everything that is happening right now. It all started with the accident that happened that night. Maria who was overwhelmed with annoyance and emotion rebuked endlessly and pointed to Asya as the culprit.
"Stop, Ma. Already," said Fagan.
"No, Fagan. When the matter is brought up, Mama will become very angry and remember how she took all that from you. This woman is the ringleader of all the problems that have happened to you" Maria said as she stood up to Asya.
His hands began to lift and prepare to give Asya a slap, but not until the palm of Mary hurt Asya, Fagan had shouted to stop the mother.
"If Mama touches Asya, it means that Mama insulted me as a husband." Fagan.
Maria pulled her hand and walked towards Fagan who was eating while sitting on his wheelchair. He approached the son and sat down before him. Maria clasped tightly onto Fagan's hand which was seen bowing her head.
"Honey, you're Mama's best son. You are perfect and you should not be discouraged by what is happening. All this time you've proven that you can do anything even if you're in a wheelchair." Mary uttered many soothing sentences for the son.
Her instincts as a mother can always make things better for Fagan. It is true that Fagan's physical condition is fraught with limitations, but his brain and ability to manage the company never changes. He can always show his best performance for everything he has now.
"Mr Fagan is not discouraged, Madam. He's not giving up on the words out there. It is precisely you who make him feel imperfect and continue to be plagued by injustice." Asya spoke in a stern tone.
He got up from his chair and moved away from everyone at the dinner table. Asya had better thoughts than just blaming who caused the accident.
"Stop looking for a scapegoat in this matter and think about how making Mr. Fagan could be perfect behind the imperfections he currently bears." Asya gave a sentence full of meaning.
"Don't be presumptuous, you. Do you know what it's like to hear them say that my brother is impotent and will never have the highest happiness in a household?" cecilia Sela.
