Marrying the Paralyzed
Chapter 61

“Because Mas Raka has said it, then I will go to sleep soon,” said Melinda back to lay her body on the bed.

“Before going to bed, you have to take medicine,” said Raka reminded Melinda to take medicine before going to bed.

Raka asks Melinda where Melinda kept the drug and Melinda tells her where she put it.

Raka took it, then gave the drug her possession. Melinda carefully drank it and rushed to rest.

Raka who was also sleepy finally decided to go up to the bed. He got into bed on his own.

“Mas Raka need help?” asked Melinda who was getting ready to help her husband.

“No need, I can do it myself. Although, it was quite a while for me to move into bed. You're moving away from me!” Raka's orders.

Melinda rolled to the side and gave her husband a spacious bed.

Melinda stared in admiration at her husband who managed to get into bed without anyone's help.

“You want to praise me?” asked Raka while stretching her hand muscles that felt a little tired.

Melinda shook her head and changed her sleeping position back to Raka Arafat and Melinda closed her eyes immediately to fall asleep.

Raka chuckled and slowly closed her eyes as she also had to rest.

At the same time, Bambang was still angry with the attitude of his wife who acted rashly. Bambang was confused what to say to his wife.

Katty as a child, instead blamed the attitude of Melinda's new family that almost put her mother in jail.

“Now we are poor and can no longer get money from rich families. In this case, will we die quickly?” dina asked her husband who was walking back and forth indistinctly.

“Be quiet, I am also trying to think,” reply Bambang who thinks hard how he and his family get back money.

The 10 million dollars Raka gave out in an instant. Those who are too happy with the spirit of shopping this and that so it is not felt when their money runs out quickly.

“Mas Bambang, please do not think constantly. Better Mas Bambang out looking for work dong,” said Dina who could not bear to see her husband just at home and did not make money at all.

”Why should I just? You and Katty also have to work to make money. Can you work to meet the needs of our lives?” bambang asked annoyed and provoked emotions because of his wife.

Dina was silent as well as Katty. It is clear that both are prestige if they have to work outside.

“Why silence? You two just want to wait for me to get some money? In that case, let us die of hunger,” chirps Bambang and waltze away to seek tranquility.

Katty cries and Dina tries to calm her beloved daughter.

“Mama, why Dad now is not me with Katty? Katty is still Dad and Mama's favorite daughter, right?” ask Katty who is crying crybaby.

“Iya Katty dear, we certainly love you. Dad like that because he is dizzy, if Dad has earned money of course Dad will re-indulge Katty,” concluded Dina by continuing to caress the hair of her beloved daughter.

Nightfall.

Melinda sat on the couch reading a novel she bought a few days ago, when her husband and her husband's grandfather were still in Malaysia.

The novel tells the story of the life of a woman who has an evil family. For some reason, Melinda was irritated when reading the parts where the main character in the novel was always oppressed by her family.

Apparently, this is what it feels like to be annoyed at seeing someone being bullied. It is fitting that Grandpa and Mas Raka are so angry with Mother Dina and me. (Inner Melinda)

“Do you have no work at all and only see the novel? Quickly go to the kitchen and make me fried rice!” raka's orders to Melinda.

Melinda was shocked and hurriedly closed the novel she was reading.

”Mas Raka want spicy fried rice or non-spicy?” ask Melinda.

“Yang quite spicy and do not be too spicy,” replied Raka flat.

“Good, Mas Raka. I will immediately make fried rice that Mas Raka wants,” reply Melinda.

Raka glanced at Melinda who was walking out of the room door. Then, Raka shifts trying to open the desk drawer next to her and finds a pile of cash.

“What is this? Isn't this the money I gave to that stupid woman before? Why is it here and why is there so much left?” asked Raka astonished.

Raka began to count the amount of money and finally knew that only 500 thousand were used by his wife.

“This woman is really annoying. Can't he spend this little money? Why only take 500 thousand only?” Raka felt very upset by Melinda's attitude.

Melinda has arrived in the kitchen and is looking for everything herself for the ingredients to make fried rice. It takes, eggs, sausages for a color enhancer in the fried rice that he will make.

Melinda did not know if she would get a ramble from her husband about the money.

“Young Mona, seems to want to make food,” said the waiter approached Melinda who was busy cutting sausages.

“Iya, Ma'am. Mas Raka happened to want to eat fried rice and asked me to make it,” Melinda replied kindly.

“No need, Ma'am. After all I only cook fried rice,” replied Melinda.

The waiter obediently agreed and shifted away letting her Young Miss focus on cooking fried rice.

Melinda smiled sweetly and hoped her husband would praise the taste of the fried rice he cooked.

About 20 minutes later, Melinda had finished making the fried rice. In spirit, Melinda left the kitchen to immediately give the fried rice to her husband.

“Mas Raka, this is fried rice that Mas Raka wants,” said Melinda who just entered the room and put fried rice and drinking water on the table.

“Come and explain why the money is only reduced by 500 thousand?” raka asked coldly and was curious about his wife's answer.

Melinda smiled foolishly as she walked over to her husband who was still lying on the bed.

“Mas Raka, I only need 500 thousand only. After all, poor people like me never use that much money,” Melinda replied with a head down without wanting to see the look on her husband's face which of course was angry with her.

“Miskey? Are you saying that living here doesn't make you rich? It's hard to spend that little money. You can buy clothes, bags or make-up tools,” concluded Raka explained how it should be spent.

“Mas Raka please do not draw such conclusions. I'm just not used to being a Miss in this house and I'm not used to spending that much money. One more thing, clothes, bags or make-up tools there are still many. In fact, half of the clothes, bags and also make-up I have not used,” Melinda told her husband.

“Oh, so so. All right, I don't want to get angry. However, try to spend the money,” firmly Raka tries not to get angry at Melinda who is sick.

“Good, Mas Raka. I will try,” reply Melinda.

“Now, help me get down! I want to enjoy the fried rice that you made and I hope that your cooking does not disappoint,” said Raka asked Melinda to help get out of bed and move it to a wheelchair.

Melinda managed to help her husband and pushed her husband's wheelchair towards the table to immediately enjoy the fried rice.

Raka began to devour her and Melinda impatiently wanted to hear her husband praise the food he made.

“How, does Mas Raka like?” ask Melinda curious.

“Lumayan,” Raka replied briefly.

Melinda smiled sweetly, hearing her husband's answer like that was enough to make her happy.

“You cooked it yourself?” tanya Raka made sure.

“Of course, Mas Raka. I cooked the fried rice myself without any help from Ma'am,” Melinda replied.

“You only made this for me? You don't want to eat this fried rice?” tanya Raka made sure.

“I'm still full, Mas Raka. Seeing Mas Raka enjoy fried rice with this voraciously, has made me happy,” replied Melinda who continued to look at her husband's face.

“Uhuk... Uhuk...” Raka coughed at what his wife said.

Melinda frantically gave her husband a glass of drinking water.

“Mas Raka eat slowly. I will not ask for it,” Melinda said with a big smile.

Raka glared sharply and made Melinda instantly look down in fear. Melinda did not want Raka to go back to nagging and continue nagging her.

Raka enjoyed the fried rice until finally it ran out. Seeing the food that Melinda made fried rice was left, making Melinda breathe a sigh of relief.

“I'm done eating,” said Raka.

“Thank you, Mas Raka for finishing the fried rice I cooked. Then, excuse me to go to the kitchen to put these dirty dishes and glasses in the dishwasher,” Melinda said and waltzed away.

Raka smiled faintly looking at Melinda's face which somehow looked adorable.

The maid, who knew before that Miss Mudanya was cooking fried rice for her Young Master, smiled widely when the plate was finished.

“Young Miss seems very happy,” said the waiter when he saw the look on the face of Miss Muda.

“Iya, Ma'am. I am so happy,” Melinda replied with her sweet smile.

“Definitely because of the fried rice that Young Miss made up is not left,” said.

Melinda timidly nodded her head confirming the servant's words.

“Mbak, I went straight to the room yes,” said Melinda who had finished washing dishes and also dirty glasses previously used by the husband.

The waiter continued to look at Melinda's back which slowly drifted away and was nowhere to be seen.

“Young Miss seems to love Young Master very much. Hopefully Young Master loves Young Miss more,” said the waiter monologued.

The servants as well as the bodyguards were completely unaware of the fact why Raka and Melinda were married. All they know is that the two are married because Almer betrothed them both.