Serving a Paralyzed Wife
32. Lousy

Glacia was embarrassed. Luckily Narendra wasn't as crazy as he thought. But still this sucks because Glacia used to shower with Vienna and Weni. They often help him if Glacia has difficulties, such as taking shampoos, soap, toothbrushes and so on.

But this time Glacia had to rely on herself because there was no Weni or Vienna, which was Narendra. Either the man was still waiting outside or had even left. Actually Glacia wished Narendra had gone from her room.

I don't know, it feels awkward, taking a bath in someone's bathroom.

"Aish, this sucks. Why is he so stingy not to let Vienna and Weni in?" glacia grumbled while rubbing her body with soap.

Previously he had struggled to take off his own clothes because Glacia could not ask Narendra for help in that matter. Although they were husband and wife, the two had never once been naked with each other.

Damn, what was Glacia thinking.

Glacia quickly washed herself to completion. But then he was confused because he did not bring clothes. The towel alone Glacia had not worn it properly due to the lack of wiggle room.

My God, there's no way Glacia's calling Narendra for this matter.

Glacia slowly pointed her wheelchair towards the bathroom door. Glacia leaned over, attaching ears to the door leaf. Sepi, is Narendra not in his room?

"Naren?" call Glacia half-whispering.

Unfortunately Glacia's guess was wrong, the man immediately cleared his throat upon hearing Glacia's voice that was as slow as the wind.

"You done yet?" The sound of footsteps approaching suddenly made Glacia ketar-ketir.

"Yeah. Can't you let Vienna or Weni help me?" great-grandchildren pleading. "I ... a little trouble, and .. don't bring clothes," he continued embarrassed.

For a moment there was no sound from out there. So quiet that Glacia almost thought Narendra was gone.

"Your clothes are here. You want me to help you?"

Glacia's eyes widened. Apparently the man was still in his stance who did not want to put anyone else in the room. God, why is his life so hard? Even Glacia was inexhaustible when she found out Narendra was always cleaning his room alone.

Glacia's shoulders are lethargic. How's now? She doesn't wear clothes and can't wear them on her own. Accepting Narendra's help is highly unlikely. Exiting the bathroom in this situation is also more unlikely.

"You're done, right? Come out, or let me in" said Narendra.

"You're crazy, huh?! Not want!" glacia refused.

"Yes already. I also don't want my room to be entered by someone else."

"But you let me in, even take a shower here?" challenge Glacia at once in wonder.

Narendra did not answer. While Glacia tried to fix the location of his bathrobe that was messy, even his thighs were not closed perfectly. Fucking legs, this is so troublesome.

Know this Glacia should have chosen not to take a shower. Let him huddle until the afternoon. But Glacia is uncomfortable and it feels like it wants to urinate because it is sticky and itchy.

"Do you need help or not?" Narendra's voice is heard.

Glacia also let out a long breath. "Obviously I need help, but you won't even let my waiter in" she said.

"I can help you. There's no shame. Come out."

"Remove the clothes," Elak Glacia.

It seems Narendra is wasting his breath out there. Eventually, he agreed to Glacia's wishes. "Open the door."

Slowly but surely Glacia opened the door leaving a small gap the size of an adult's hand. Before long Narendra's hand was outstretched to give up the folds of clothes complete with his underwear.

"Thank you," Glacia said as she hurriedly closed the door. Almost Narendra's arm would have been a victim had the man not pulled him fast.

Glacia wore a bra and the others with care and concentration. Although he has difficulty in inserting intimate pants, but thankfully he can even with a lot of drama.

A little bit Glacia has started to be able to move his legs even though it is not so intense. At least dressing isn't as difficult as raising a zipper. Right, Glacia's next problem is in the back zipper. He berated anyone who had chosen a dress model like this for him.

"Damn. Is there a simpler dress? Why does this zipper have to get to the bottom of the back?" As a result Glacia struggled and could only pull her halfway.

Suddenly Narendra's voice was heard. "Glacy's? Don't be too long, it'll be cold."

"Care what you are, damn it," Glacia said in her heart.

He was still trying to raise the zipper of his shirt until Glacia finally gave up too. "Aarrgghh sucks!!!" the screams were very slow.

Not wanting to stay stuck in the bathroom for too long, Glacia opened the door slowly, and tried to throw away the ego to ask Narendra for help.

Narendra looked at Glacia from top to bottom. The woman's hair was wet. The clothes are not so neat, especially in the buttocks and thighs. Narendra could clearly witness the perfect looking white Glacia.

"Th-that ..."

"What's wrong? You need help?" ask Narendra understanding.

Glacia grimaced, lowered her head and tried to pull the dress over the thigh. She was embarrassed, really embarrassed. "Just a little. I can't raise the zipper" he said slowly.

Narendra nodded in understanding. He quickly approached and immediately leaned over to lock up Glacia who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"A-apa—"

Glacia had not protested, he found Narendra pulling the zipper of his shirt behind. Merely, why didn't that man stand behind Glacia alone? Why should I look forward as if I was hugging her?

Finishing the zipper problem, Narendra now stood looking at him for a moment. Glacia looked up, looking back at the confused man. He was waiting for what Narendra would do next.

Apparently the man was trying to help Glacia stand up. Naren hugged Glacia, raising her body until now they faced each other.

The man's arms wrapped around Glacia's back and waist tightly, trying to keep her from falling.

"W-what are you doing?" asked Glacia nervously. It was the most intimate interaction between her and Narendra.

Instead of answering, Narendra kept quiet. But his hand moved to tidy up the bottom of the dress used by Glacia.

Surprisingly Narendra did not let go. Now they are silent in silence with their own minds. Glacia gulped, unconsciously he was nervous to not realize his hand squeezed Narendra's breastplate shirt.

Either it was just Glacia's feelings or indeed Narendra deliberately hugged her long ago. Not to mention Glacia felt a gasp of breath as well as a light touch of the tip of Narendra's nose on her neck.

Glacia tries to think rationally. Narendra may have done it unintentionally.

Glacia's heart beat in Narendra's arms. The man still held her in a hanging position.

"Is it not heavy?" whispered Glacia.

Narendra whispered. "No."

"O-oh." Glacia did not know what to say anymore, as she was completely confused by their current situation.