Serving a Paralyzed Wife
117. The Real Couple

"You're leaving already?" Glacia asked Narendra who had just come out of the walk in closet. Glacia was standing at the balcony door, holding on to the rolling door. He noticed Narendra's neat and dapper appearance with his formal suit.

Narendra who was putting the watch in his hand, looked up, and immediately turned to look at Glacia. Instead of answering Glacia's question, he ran to pull the woman into the room.

"What the fuck? How many times have I told you to stay away from the balcony? It's dangerous!" Narendra's breathing was panicked. His roar was so worried looking at Glacia.

Glacia. "Ah .. sorry. That was ... I was practicing walking, holding on to a wall, and unconsciously heading there." He grimaces feeling guilty. Narendra had warned Glacia not to approach risky places such as balconies and ponds, or other spaces in their homes that would otherwise make Glacia difficult.

True, in these 3 months Glacia has indeed lived together again with Narendra. They also sleep in the same room. Glacia seriously wanted to improve her relationship with the man, so she did not refuse when Narendra proposed that they be one room.

Narendra exhaled, he straightened his body, still hugging Glacia's waist. "Just don't go there. What if you fall?"

Glacia nodded with a smile. "Yes, I didn't get to the balcony anyway, did I? Just holding on to the door."

"That's why I'm worried. If you continue like this, I will not be able to calm down outside" Narendra said.

"I'm sorry" said Glacia once again. He hugged Narendra's neck and kissed his lips at a glance. "Already, yes, sir. Don't be angry anymore. Sweetheart to your already handsome appearance." He glanced a little, tracing the clothes wrapped fitting Narendra's body.

"Don't tease me. I don't mind the way you're diverting the conversation." Narendra's face looked serious, making Glacia instantly cluck and release her embrace around Narendra's neck.

Glacia keeps the body away, a little slow walking. His eyes glared at Narendra. "Why have you always been? Just make me embarrassed.

Still with his patient face, Narendra approached. But then Glacia moved away from him. He stopped, then rubbed his face slowly. "Don't you know my attitude is based on worry? I'm worried that since you haven't been running smoothly, you need to stay under surveillance. I'm not calm at work because you sometimes act out of expectations. How many times do I have to fire the nurses for thinking they're not watching you? You are often the one who behaves badly. Don't walk alone. Do you remember how many times I've talked about this?"

Glacia fell silent with her lips slightly pursed. Narendra's words were not wrong. It often happens because of boredom. Feeling that his feet are reliable enough.

"Yes, I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Lately Glacia has been relenting, and is more obedient to Narendra. Whether this was because it was based on his feelings for the man, or indeed Narendra was always right, so Glacia always lost.

Narendra approached and re-captured Glacia, leading her to sit on the sofa not far from there. "Don't get too fussy. Excessive training is also not good," he said began to soften.

He knelt down in front of Glacia, touching his knees and legs, giving several small massages.

"Today I'm home a little late. I have to go to Bogor to review the project there" Narendra said.

Glacia. "You're not staying over?"

Narendra. "Near, really. Still get to commute every day." He stared back at Glacia.

"How many days to get there?" ask Glacia again.

"The 3-day estimate I have to go back and forth Bogor," replied Narendra. He stopped his little massage at Glacia's feet, then got up and sat down next to the woman. "Eat him, you should be fine at home, so that I don't worry."

Glacia nodded. "alright. But, wouldn't it be easier if you were to find lodging there? It must be tiring if you have to go home and to Bogor."

Narendra kept shaking. "I couldn't have left you for long, right?"

"Naren, my condition is much better now. I can even walk a little, get my own clothes, shower myself, what else worries you?" Glacia continued. "I'm more worried you're exhausted, because lately also often overtime in the workspace. You're always worried about me, but you're not worried about yourself."

Narendra.

"You're so focused on my health that you forget your health is no less important." Glacia continued.

Suddenly the man said. "What if you just come? All of us on vacation, before I take you to a more special place, after your feet heal later." Narendra raised an eyebrow, waiting for Glacia's response.

"Why go on vacation? Aren't you there to review the project? What will the employee say if you invite me along? Moreover, I can't possibly not trouble you there."

Narendra smile. He tucked a pinch of Glacia's hair behind his ear. "Don't mind. Want to talk as bad as anything, they will not dare to speak let alone protest at the boss."

"By the way, the more beautiful you get. Your hair is growing fast enough, it's already past your ears. Very sweet," continued Narendra, slightly pinched Glacia's cheek. "Your cheeks are also beginning to contain again."

Shaking slowly, Narendra's countenance looked confused. Did he say fat earlier?

"Fat from where? Your body's still too thin since recovery."

"That's it, huh?" Glacia grimacing. He looked down at his own body. "Really, anyway. It is only fitting that you have not touched me yet. It must be because it's less sexy" he whispered unconsciously.

"What did you say?"

"Ah? It's nothing." Glacia shook her head quickly. "So ... Would you like to take me to Bogor? Sure enough? I might even be burdening you there."

"If you allow me to commute from home, it's okay that you don't come along" Narendra replied sniffing his shoulders.

Glacia sneering. "Do you have no pity on Julian driving?"

"We have a driver" Narendra said.

"Also they must be tired of following your crazy work style."

"Then you must come."

Narendra seems serious. Because a second later he called the waiter to prepare a suitcase containing Glacia's needs.

"N-naren. Look, I haven't been very good at walking. Later you even bother because you take care of me," great-grandson Glacia.

He actually doubted. There are many things that he considers to come along.

"There's a nurse. I'll let Ms. Lulu come along to accompany you there. You think I'll completely free you there?"

"Here, don't worry about anything anymore. Now we have breakfast, then we leave." Narendra stand. Without warning he lifted Glacia's body from the sofa, then carried her out of the room. Before that he called out to the waiter in the wardrobe room. "When it's done, bring the suitcase down!"

"Ready, Master!"

Glacia bit her lip as she wrapped her arm around Narendra's neck. "Naren .. I ..."

"Sillet." Narendra kissed Glacia's lips, sucking her slightly until she was aghast. "Don't talk anymore" he whispered.

Glacia grimacing. He slapped Narendra on the shoulder as they exited the elevator. "Why are you getting so brave about kissing me? Shame on the waiter, you know!"

Narendra stopped walking, he spread his head around, staring at some servants who were caught watching them. The servants suddenly threw their faces away, pretending to be back at work. Whether it's wiping tables, cleaning jars, chairs, and other objects.

"Are you bothered with us?"

"S-not at all, sir!" One of them shouted nervously.

Narendra turned to Glacia with both eyebrows raised. "See? They don't care."

He looked again at the servants there. "Remember, a good worker pays no heed to anything his employer does."

Narendra then proceeded to the dining room, leaving the servants, who were now screaming with restraint, gathered with each other. "Don't you guys feel like mister's getting cool?"

"Right, her face used to be very moody, probably because the Madam had another dream man. Now, I hear their relationship has improved. They've turned it back."

The servants were whispering to each other.

"Yes, it's appropriate that these few months you look happy, it seems true that their relationship is improving" said the other.

"This time they really became a real couple."

Deheman's voice managed to disperse the servant's assembly. Apparently Meredith, the butler was now standing with a flat face watching them. "Master, what did you say? A good worker is ignorant of whatever his employer does." His eyes looked resolute as he continued. "Including talking about it in the back, it's also forbidden."