WIFE TO THE BLIND MASTER

CHAPTER 55 CARING

Ever since her leg was hit by a hot drink, Sania cleans her body every day. His body should not be exposed to water first, so Son can only wipe his body with a wet towel. Sania is the one who every day becomes a servant to Son. She painstakingly cleansed her husband's body and replaced the bandage on his leg.

"Slow down! It hurts!" Every day Son groans in pain. The wound was so wide it must have hurt. His skin also blistered.

"Yes, sorry." Sania continued to treat her injuries again, she was very careful.

While Sania was treating her wound, she heard a knock on her bedroom door. Not long after, someone came in. Rico is coming.

"Son, has the wound not healed yet?" tanyanya while observing Sania who was resting at her feet.

"Not yet, Brother." Sania answered, because Son certainly did not pay attention to his own brother.

Rico sat his body next to Son. There was something he wanted to say, but he still had doubts. Sania who noticed Rico's uneasiness, momentarily stopped the movement. He watched closely, the faces of Rico and Son were different. They're very different. There is only one thing in common, namely from his nose, both nosed.

"Sister why? Do you want to have a chat with Son?" Sania wanted to stand up but Rico prevented her.

"Sister just wanted to convey that the next three days Brother will be out of town. Actually this is not the right time, seeing Son is still sick. But Big Brother has no other choice, this cooperation is very important for the progress of Big Brother's company. So, Keyla's going to stay here. Sister hope—"

"Take the girl away!" said loudly. Son cut off the talk from Rico. Enraged by the reply from his sister, Rico immediately stood up.

"Son, you can hate Brother! But keep your manners towards your sister-in-law!" Sania was confused now. He had to break both of them up.

"Women are troublesome!"

PLAKKKKKK!!!!

I don't know what prompted Rico to suddenly slap his sister. He was very unaccepting of the words of Son. Sania starts to get scared, let alone seeing Rico's always friendly face now turns scary.

"You're calling my wife troublesome? Have you never reflected?"

PLAKKKKKKKK!!!!

Second time Rico slapped. But ....

"Awwww.." screamed Sania in pain. He wanted to get in the way, but he was the one hit by a slap.

"Mania .... Sorry." As Rico's hand weakened, the second time this slap was arguably more powerful but was even misdirected.

Sania grimaced in pain. "Hey, you! Just go! A coward!" son's yelling made Rico grow angry.

"What are you telling me?" Rico who is always patient, Rico who has always been an intermediary for Darien and Son now he can not stay silent when his wife is not appreciated. He's really mad. Anger he never showed anyone.

"Sister Rico, stop! I beg you." Sania holds Rico's body, who wants to get closer to her husband. Not if her sister-in-law beat her husband again.

"alright. I'll take Keyla away. Rather than staying one roof with a human like you!" An angry Rico shook his hand in the air. Whether today there is much he is thinking or indeed the words Son has been so outrageous that he cannot control his emotions.

"Sister Rico is creepy too."

"Quick call the waiter!" His head turned to Son. He was confused, why call the waiter?

"Are you deaf? Quickly call the waiter!" Sania ran to find a waiter. I don't know what Son will do after that.

"I-yes, Sir. Is there anything I can do?" ask the waiter with a loud breath.

"Obati luka Sania, hurry up!" He frowned. His head slowly turned towards Sania who had just entered the room after missing a step from the maid. Looking carefully at Sania's face, Sania's body, it seemed that everything was normal.

"Sorry, Sir. What part of the wound?" ask the confused waiter.

"The madman was being rude to her. That person must have harmed him" Son said.

"Miss, what wound is next. Let me treat." The waiter told him to sit down. Indeed the cheek that was hit by Rico's slap was hard. His cheeks felt numb after the slap.

"This is okay. I'm doing fine. It doesn't need to be treated" he said in a small voice. Not to be heard by her husband.

"Rapidly treat!" his orders are impatient.

Sania shook her head. Say no without a voice.

"Miss, at least this should be treated so as not to turn blue."

"Have you?" son asked after waiting for a while.

"Say already!" whispered.

"U-already, sir," replied the nervous waiter. The waiter then said goodbye to leave.

"Sania, come here!" Sania's heart blossomed when her name was mentioned by her husband. It is a joy to hear it.

Sania smiled as she sat next to him without any distance. Even their thighs touched.

"What's wrong?" Son shifted his seat sideways. He fumbles on Sania's body. Starting from his hand, and stretching upwards. He touched his face, but felt nothing. His face was clean with no injuries.

"Where does the waiter treat your wounds?" ask Son. Sania was confused now, she was afraid that Son knew that the maid had lied to her.

"Hey! Say it! Are you lying to me?" Sania can't wiggle. He's really confused right now. Son checked his face.

"I'm fine. So I told—"

"Servant! The waiter!" He's clucking pissed. His feet pushed the wheelchair that was right at his feet. The wheelchair hit the wall, causing a loud noise.

The waiters came one by one, not sure who was actually called. "Yes, Sir. You called us?" They seemed to know, Son was currently angry. When we talk about fear, everyone is afraid. But Son's blind, keeping them safe. There's no way Son would hurt them.

"Do you want to get fired today?" son asked, making everyone look at each other.

"Son, stop it," he said. Sania tries to keep Son quiet. This is all his fault, not the servant. The servant obeyed only his will.

"No-no, sir," replied one of the servants. They don't want to lose their job right now. They are very comfortable even though sometimes this house always has problems coming.

"So who did I tell you to treat Sania's wound? Answer!" They were shortened together, feeling shocked. They looked at each other again and told anyone to admit it.

"Sa-me, Sir." He held up his index finger. His eyes turned against Sania who could do nothing.

"He's not wrong. I told him to!" Sania tried to defend the waiter not wrong it.

"Shut up! Can you shut up?" Son took a deep breath before continuing his words. "And you're a defiant servant! I will punish you!" yells.

"Okay, sir," replied the waiter. If he has to accept punishment, it doesn't matter.

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