Serving a Paralyzed Wife
44. Undecided

Glacia turned her head when she heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Narendra had just appeared in the doorway and was now walking towards him. The man's smile puffed up thinly staring at Glacia.

"Where are you going?" ask Narendra.

Glacia turned her gaze towards the kitchen. "Take a drink" he answered briefly.

Narendra nodded in understanding. "Eat already?" He asked again, even Glacia immediately shook her head.

"What if we eat out? Dinner?" bargain Narendra.

Glacia blinked for a moment, he looked at Narendra who was looking at him expectantly. "That's ..."

"I consider your silence to be yes" Narendra said immediately.

Spontaneous Glacia. Hey, he hasn't agreed to it at all. Why did Narendra turn into a forced man like this?

"I'm not yet setu—"

"Weni, help the madam get ready." Narendra arbitrarily ordered Weni who had just returned from the kitchen, to take a drink for Glacia.

He blinked confusedly staring alternately at Narendra and Glacia. "Where are you ready, sir?"

"Dinner. In half an hour it should be ready, yeah."

"Naren," call Glacia.

Narendra lowered his eyebrows. "Why?"

"I can't. That, I mean ..." Glacia himself was confused as to what to say.

"Glacy, please, try. We can be a real couple." Narendra did not persuade.

Glacia was silent for a long time, the most annoying thing was that lately she was often weak with Narendra's persuasion.

"Yes already," Glacia broke up.

Narendra's smile expanded, his face looking satisfied with Glacia's decision.

Weni brought Glacia to her room to get ready. While Narendra, he orders Julian to reserve the restaurant before finally catching up with Glacia upstairs.

***

They arrived at a star-rated restaurant in the center of the city. Narendra helps Glacia sit on her wheelchair and pushes her in. Glacia refused because he thought he could operate it himself automatically, but Narendra still kekeh pushed it manually.

A waiter escorted the two to a room Julian had booked in advance. The food is ready and ready to eat there. Narendra smilingly sat across from Glacia, he looked at the woman fixedly before offering the wine that Glacia nodded slowly.

The night sky and the flickering lights of the building become the main view from the window. Even so the private space is designed ciamik with a well-appointed greening. The dim lighting brings a big influence to the atmosphere impressed elegant.

Narendra could not be seen Glacia who now looked dreamy. "What's wrong?"

Glacia was slightly startled, leaving her attenuation from the big window beside them to turn to Narendra. "Nothing."

The woman breathed. "Come on, Naren, I need some time."

Narendra nodded in understanding. "I understand."

Glacia then opened her voice again. "Naren, is it okay we .. I mean, Lizy—"

"Stop talking about other people" Narendra said. "You didn't forget our previous conversation, did you"

"Ah, yes." Glacia also chose to shut up even though her heart was still filled with worry.

What the fuck are you, Glacia. You were so excited to get Narendra closer to his ex-girlfriend, but now you're dating the guy.

Narendra smiled as he thrust out a plate of steak that he had sliced into Glacia's face. "Eat."

Glacia according. Every now and then he notices Narendra busy cutting meat for himself. Glacia was still unfamiliar with the romantic atmosphere between them. It's completely outside of Glacia's plan. Glacia never even thought she would be this close to Narendra. Talk about something other than goodbye.

"How are you feeling today? Are there any other complaints?" Narendra asked between them to eat.

Glacia shook her head slowly. That's what he had to say. He was too tired if he had to constantly mention the various health problems he experienced. Glacia prefers to be indifferent and tries to enjoy it only.

They eat quietly. Glacia didn't say much tonight. Instead, it was Narendra who continued to speak to tell this and that with his calm tone.

As chatty as Narendra is, the man is the type of man who speaks briefly in a slow and orderly tone. His style of speech strongly reflects that he is not a person who likes pleasantries.

Except tonight. I don't know, Glacia felt Narendra was pushing the topic too much between them.

"Ohuk!" Glacia had not had time to swallow the last piece of meat, suddenly he coughed to make Narendra also stop eating.

"What's wrong? You choking?"

Glacia did not answer. He patted his chest which felt a little tight and heavy. Narendra who saw it immediately panicked and was about to pull out his phone either want to contact who. But Glacia immediately prevented, he shook his head while holding Narendra's hand that was still reaching into his suit pocket.

"Glacy?"

"I'm fine, just swallowing wrong," Glacia said with great difficulty.

For a while Narendra was still wallowing with his anxious look. The man approached and slightly lowered his head observing Glacia's slightly pale face.

"You must be cold. Just wear the blazer." He put on the outer fur that Glacia was wearing from home. But I don't know for what reason the woman took it off when she reached the restaurant.

Narendra did not return to his seat. He silently watched Glacia to the point that the woman was feeling uneasy and disturbed. "Go back."

I don't want Narendra to sit down. He was still staring at Glacia with a probing look. Narendra continued eating reluctantly, even though his taste suddenly disappeared.

Secretly Glacia shrunk her mouth with a tissue. He gulped when he found small blood spots there. His eyes again glanced at Narendra who was eating.

Suddenly Glacia's heart was filled with worry and doubt. Should he accept Narendra, or remain at his original goal of parting ways.

Glacia did not know, on the other hand he was rethinking the foreign message he received last afternoon. He didn't feel he had any enemies, but why was there a threat message attacking him? Could it have been just misdelivered?