Serving a Paralyzed Wife
26. Strange Feelings

Glacia opened her eyes slowly. The sound of the heart rate monitor slowly began to sound. The woman's breath looked weak, even though her gaze looked faint when she woke up.

The first thing Glacia saw was Narendra's tense face that seemed to wait for him a long time ago.

"Naren?" whispered Glacia raucous.

"You awake?" Actually it's not a question. A feeling of relief implied from Narendra's tone of voice.

Narendra intends to call the doctor but is stopped when Glacia holds his hand. "Where is this?"

Glacia's voice rang out in the direction of the oxygen mask.

"Hospital. You passed out at breakfast earlier" explained Narendra. "I'll call the doctor."

"Papa?"

Narendra. "Papa you're still in the office. I told him already. You take it easy."

Glacia did not speak again until Narendra called the doctor to check on her condition. Doctor Teresa looked at him elaborately, hesitating to explain Glacia's condition. But in the end he opened his voice because Narendra continued to look at him full of demands.

"Glacia's exhausted. It seems like he is also sleep deprived. Have you been having trouble sleeping lately, son?" Doctor Teresa asked Glacia.

Glacia nodded in affirmation. "Yes, I wake up a little more at night" he whispered weakly.

"You never told me" said Narendra.

Glacia. It was strange to see Narendra so worried. It was also strange that Glacia expressed all her complaints to the man. Narendra is a nobody. Other than husband and wife, they were not close at all.

Glacia forgot, perhaps Narendra's concern was only a form of responsibility to John that Glacia had left him. Yes, it is true.

"For the next few days, Glacia will be treated here first, huh? Don't stress, don't think about anything bad. Keep fighting, okay?" Doctor Teresa encouraged Glacia.

Glacia simply nodded in response. After Doctor Teresa left, silence re-emerged. Narendra who like reluctant to move a little, then Glacia who began to be uncomfortable with Narendra's attitude which he thought was too concerned.

Narendra stepped on the chair next to the bed, his eyes not to be separated looking at Glacia who was secretly feeling nervous. He must have looked very pitiful in front of Narendra.

"Lusty ..."

"Can you stop talking about it?" cut Narendra.

Glacia.

"You should focus on thinking about your health, not on acting silly by inviting someone to come into our house."

Our home. I don't know why Glacia's heart rippled to hear it. It's ridiculous.

"I'm trying to help you" Glacia said, resembling a whisper. "Help to get your happiness."

"Do you know what makes me happy?" narendra asked as if challenging. "We never even exchanged thoughts. How do you know what I like and don't like?"

"I only know what you don't like" whispered Glacia.

"What?"

"I." Glacia answered. "I'm an unruly dissident woman. You must hate me so much. I often underestimate you too. I'm not a good wife."

Silent. Narendra could only be silent to Glacia's words. Glacia changed a lot, and somehow Narendra was worried. It felt, Narendra would be calmer if Glacia remained as arrogant as before.

"You're wrong" Narendra said. "If I hate you, I won't sit here like a fool."

Narendra's confession left Glacia momentarily glued. The two looked at each other in silence. A strange swish again infiltrated Glacia's heart. Not likely. There's no way Glacia likes Narendra, right? This is impossible and difficult to accept his common sense.

"Why don't we just try to enjoy this relationship, Glacy?"