Weak Wife Becomes Strong

I'm Tired

Saira drives a motorcycle matic who is always a loyal friend wherever he goes. The only vehicle he owned. But something happened to the bike. He forgot to check the condition of his vehicle so that without realizing the brakes of his vehicle was dying. He who was initially riding his motorcycle at speed was panicking when the brakes did not work at all. Both front brake and rear brake. It caused him to slam into the side of the road and resulted in injuries to his leg. Some people seemed to be crowding him. He tried to get up slowly. Many eyes looked at him with worry.

“Are you okay?” Ask some of them.

“I'm fine, Sir. Just a little scuff.”

“Other times be careful yes, Mom.

“Thank you, Sir. I go home first.”

Saira called her garage to pick up her bike. He will return home by taking an online taxi. Arriving at home, she was greeted fiercely by her husband. As usual, there was Izora there and as usual. His gaze was sharp and piercing.

“Where are you from?” Ask Izora cynically.

Saira walked slowly while enduring the pain in her legs. In addition to blisters, his legs also sprained and looked swollen. He was lazy to serve both of them because the pain was increasingly agonizing to his head. He grimaced slightly as his feet touched the floor. He tried to ignore the two and headed straight for the room. However, there were only the obsessions of Izora and her husband who harassed her.

Finished with his sentence, Saira left the two behind. Izora clenched her hands and looked gloomy. Of course, this made Aksa angry. He did not accept if Saira said to her lover like that. Who is he talking about honor. With anger, he follows Saira to his father.

“Honey, wait here, I'll be right back after giving him a lesson.”

Izora nodded with a smile, she was happy to know Saira's household life was unhappy. That means, the girl has indirectly been tormented because of her own ambition. Izora does not want to be cruel, only Saira starts it and invites war with him.

“Well, Saira we'll see how far you can go to stay by your husband's side. The man you took forcibly from me!” whispered.

In the room, Saira was trying to lay down her body, the pain and throbbing from her legs making her hissing breath several times withstanding the pain. However, just about to close his eyes, a powerful buzz sounded from the door. There Aksa's face was already flushed red and looking at her sharply. Saira took a long breath. It seemed like she had already mispronounced so her husband appeared with a hideous face.