THE CRUELTY OF MY PARALYZED HUSBAND

8. Lia's Aid

The torment that Asya experienced that day really made him like a madman. She tried not to fight anything her husband said so as not to gain weight. It's just not that easy, Dagan still uses Asya as moons for what disturbs and harasses him. She is upset by what Elina and Aksa did to her, but she uses Asya as an impingement.

"You think going to jail is better than living here? You're wrong, Asya." Fagan asked a question.

He again strengthened Asya's hair until it made the woman grimace in pain. "Originally you know, yes. This alone is not enough to pay for what you've done to me" Fagan said.

He was like a cold-blooded man who had no feelings when he did that. Indeed this happened only when the state of his heart was not okay, but it felt very tiring for Asya because he was the victim.

"sickness, Sir. Let go," the woman groaned helplessly.

Instantly Fagan took off Asya's hair, but Asya was already in pain. How is it not as Asya had imagined. It's sad, but there's nothing Asya can do. After being content to torture Asya, Fagan left with his wheelchair. He left Asya alone without caring he was in pain.

"Bipolarly. Uh, bipolar what's a psychopath anyway? So cruel? What does she think hurts?" muttered Asya after calmer.

The woman lamented what had just happened to her. He was upset and did not accept what Fagan did, but Asya knew enough because not all circumstances he could reply. He continued what he had to finish. Until the time passed until the afternoon. Recalling what the hostess said, Asya went into a panic. With bruises on some sides of her head, Asya immediately headed to the kitchen.

"It's over, Madam. Don't say anything, I cooked it without half the Big Madam" Lia said.

Secretly the maid moved to prepare dinner for her masters. He who saw the mistreatment of the owner of the house made it unbearable to Asya. Hearing Maria order Asya to prepare dinner after cleaning the ruined room, of course, made Lia unable to stay. He brought the cooking ingredients into the back kitchen and quietly prepared everything.

"Compress your head with this. Looks like the thing Mr. Fagan threw earlier hit your head." Lia gives the usual rubber compresses filled with cold water.

Asya was moved, she felt understood and someone accompanied. "It's only the first day, Lia. Why am I being tortured like this? How long does it take to pay for a mistake I didn't make?" asya groaned with eyes that began to glaze over.

"Sttt, already. Don't cry here. You go to my room and treat your wounds." Lia made an offer.

Asya nodded willingly, she followed Lia's footsteps towards the back room and Lia helped Asya treat the entire wound on the woman's body. A few scratches of glass in hand and also bruises on the head are treated all without being missed.

"Thank you, yes, Lia. You dare to help me." Asya thanked me very sincerely.

Asya did not want to believe, as he knew, the current Fagan. He knew Fagan with his usual rude and cold attitude the two showed him now. So he just agreed to what Lia said without wanting to argue.

"Lia, Young Miss is looking for you. Cepet," said a man who suddenly hugged at Lia's room door.

"Ah, she asked me to scold her today." Lia.

"Go back to your room through the side door, you'll be fine" explained Lia.

"The Great Lady is in the side garden, won't that be a danger?" chirps Abrisam—ajudan private Fagan.

Asya turned her head towards the man, she became confused as her access back to the main house was constrained.

"I leave it to you, Sam. Don't let Young Madam get caught with them from here," said Lia who was in a hurry to leave.

"That's a hell of a bitch? Why throw responsibility away. Woi," Abrisam protested but was not listened to by Lia.

The man became confused, he had no idea what he should do to Asya who was trapped in Lia's room.

"How are you doing? Why am I responsible for bringing you back to the front house? Danger of whining," he complained again.

"No need to panic, I can go back alone, really." Asya answered casually. "Thank you guys for being nice to me" he continued.

Abrisam was silent, he didn't know what Asya meant. Seeing Asya standing up, Sam panicked. He was afraid that the woman was caught by such a fierce hostess. But when passing through the exit, Asya brought a basket that was there. I don't know what that means, Sam doesn't know.

"Where are you, Asya? You want to run away?" Maria caught the girl.