Weak Wife Becomes Strong

Tortured (THIS CHAPTER IS IGNORED)

"Where are you going to suck." Aksa asked flatly while putting down her tray.

"To the bathroom, sister." Saira's great-granddaughter made Aksa cuddle up.

"Why do you want to?"

"Sister is not ligat, my feet cannot be walked."

"Maybe a woman does not need prestige to call her own husband." Aksa immediately realized his words. It's a little clumsy. A second later, however, he returned as usual.

"Usus a kegeeran, you're just a wife on paper and not forever."

For the umpteenth time Saira was broken with Aksa's argument. The man immediately shook Saira's body towards the bathroom and placed the body on a sitting closet.

"If it's done, say it."

He went out and sat on Saira's bed.

About ten minutes Saira was done with her activities. He refused to call Aksa. Slowly he tried to walk and fell back. He grimaced in pain and it made Aksa run there.

"Good, Saira!"

"I'm sorry" Saira said as her pain returned.

"We're going to the hospital now."

Aksa takes Saira to the hospital so that Saira's legs are immediately handled properly and correctly. He does not want Saira to be a burden to him if the woman is sick. Who would've cleaned their house if it wasn't Saira. Saira immediately received intensive care.

A few hours later, Aksa and Saira were allowed to return home. The clock has shown at 23:11 WIB. Saira was already very sleepy and unable to walk. Finally Aksa carried it.

"The hunt goes up to my back."

"You want to walk on foot? When do we get there. I'm sleepy. The chunky!"

Saira climbed onto Aksa's back with a flowering heart. He felt how lucky Saira was to have this man. When could he really feel such a rare moment. He also wants to occasionally taste it.

Arriving in the car, Aksa immediately sat Saira in the front seat. Then immediately run to the driver's seat and run the car at moderate speed.

Arriving at home, Aksa returned to shake Saira's body and took her to the room. When he finished, he returned to his room. There he hit her on the head for being a good-ass man and being an exemplary husband.

"Suckers! Saira managed to worry me. No, I'm just worried. The only woman I love is Izora.

Siara's smile never faded. Especially when imagining how much attention Aksa had on her.

"So this is how it feels when Aksa plays a real husband" she whispered slowly.

He even felt that the calamity he experienced was a blessing because Aksa became very attentive to him like a wife.

He smiled and slept in peace. She is happy because at least Aksa has started to pay attention to her despite her husband's words are very ugly and painful but Saira knows that Aksa cares about her very much. Saira feels this will bode well for her relationship going forward. But he forgot one thing.

"It's just about a chess game, where I'm the master and you're the chess nipper."

The beginning that Saira thought was the beginning of her source of happiness, was nothing but the beginning of her suffering.

"I'm getting curious, how you react when you know that everything is just an illusion. What a poor and very pityful woman."

Aksa is displaying her devil smile. A smile that had not been on her sex lips for a long time. Now thanks to Saira he again showed off his smile. He will make sure whenever Saira will change the pain.

 

Don't forget to give me the yakk spirit.