Serving a Paralyzed Wife
49. Hurt Yourself

"Have you recorded all the culprits?"

Julian nodded. "Already, Sir. Next, are we going to report them?

Narendra was silent for a moment, seemingly daydreaming, but then continued to read the file on the desk, ignoring Julian who was wondering.

Narendra had just had him summarize last night's incident involving Glacia as a victim of bullying and record all the perpetrators who hurt his wife.

Actually Julian was going to report, in accordance with the wishes of John who was also angry to know his daughter was trampled. But, he certainly had to wait for Narendra's decision.

"No need," the man said in surprise.

Julian looked up with a deep frown. He thought Narendra would take the case to the legal track. "But, sir, they've gone too far with Madam."

Although not so fond of Glacia's arrogance in the past, Julian still felt annoyed by the treatment of the people at the party last night to the mistress.

"Jail is not enough. After all they are all powerful people, the law will not be so thwarting" said Narendra casually.

"Then, what will you do?" ask Julian curiously.

Narendra paused for a moment his activity flipping through the paper, he glanced at Julian with a thin smile that at first glance looked dangerous.

No matter what Narendra was going to do, the man did not tell Julian about his plans to the bad guys.

***

While at home, Glacia still hasn't shown the trunk of her nose out of the room. As long as it was only Weni who was faithful in and out serving the mistress. Glacia did not want to meet anyone, even her father who came many times wanted to visit.

No one knew what Glacia was doing in there. The room was quiet, even the usual sun house he went to. After that night Glacia completely restricted herself from everyone, even to Weni even though she did not say much. Normally, Glacia was happy to rule, but this time it was not, and Weni was uncomfortable with all of that.

Silence Glacia impact there is an increasingly quiet home atmosphere. There were no more loud throws commenting on the waiter, no more angry shouts that frightened everyone. It felt like the house was peaceful, but also tense.

John came to a psychologist to talk to his daughter, but the results were not satisfactory. Glacia remained on her stance reluctant to leave the room.

"Why hasn't Naren done anything yet? In this case, I'd better file my own report" John grumbled. Today he returned to visit his daughter at Narendra's house.

"Mr Naren is still looking for something that will be more burdensome to those people" Fin replied straightforwardly.

John looked lazy. "You're my assistant or him? Why are you so impressed to understand it?"

Fin didn't answer. A woman then came down from the top floor. He's a psychologist I don't know how much John came up with.

The woman bowed. "Sorry, Sir. But, with a heavy heart I said, I gave up. Excuse me," he said quickly, then ran out.

John grunts. He glances sharply at Fin who also notices the woman's departure. "It looks like you called an intern here. Why doesn't anyone succeed?" ask him to be upset.

Fin looked down inside. "I'm sorry, I'll look for a more expert."

***

Lizy walked over casually. He followed an officer who would escort him to a prisoner. When he arrived, Lizy was welcome to enter, then sat in the chair that had been provided.

He waited a while for someone he wanted to meet to come out with another officer. The man sat with his hands cuffed. Now they are faced with a piece of glass as a barrier. They spoke by telephone provided.

"You look better" said Lizy.

Krisna Julius Hutabarat, Narendra's father who ten years ago entangled in murder and robbery. Now the man is languishing in prison, spending a long period of time in prison.

But ...

"I'm certainly good. Soon I'll be free of this stinking place." Krishna smiled in a slant. "All thanks to you."

Lizy smiled thinly. "Of course you should not forget our deal. In return, do everything I say."

Krisna and Lizy throw meaningful glances at each other. Their conversation was not much due to limited time.

Lizy got out of the rutan not until ten minutes later, but he did not realize that someone was watching him from a car parked away from the prisoners.

His eyes looked carefully at Lizy's car that passed away, not how long he also went to leave his hiding place.

***

Narendra entered the house when the clock was pointing at 7 p.m. He opened a tie and suit that seemed to suffocate all day. He walked along with Julian and Meredith who were always waiting for questions.

Every time Narendra came home from work, he would always ask the state of the house to the butler.

"Glacia still hasn't come out?" ask Narendra to Meredith. They walked into the kitchen, past the servants who were still wandering. It is still their working hours.

Meredith nodded in response. He gave a glass filled with water for Narendra to drink. "No, Mister. Mr. John has brought in some psychologists to talk to the Lady, but the results are nil."

"But he's okay, right? I mean nothing happened while I was gone? Her health has been bad lately."

"Nothing happened, sir. Weni always watched and watched over Madam every time to her room."

Narendra keeps his glass on the table. He nodded, then fell silent while taking a slow breath. He seemed to think for a moment, before turning around to leave the kitchen.

"You go. I will rest" said Narendra, stopping Julian's steps to follow him again.

The man entered the elevator by himself, his eyes again seemed to be daydreaming at the thought of Glacia. He walked out as the elevator door clanked open, then stopped right in front of Glacia's tightly locked room.

Narendra's hesitation knocked and called Glacia slowly. "Glacy?"

No answer, just like before.

"Have you eaten?"

"Can I come in? Just sec. I have something to talk to you about."

Still not getting any authorization. I don't know how many times Narendra felt sorry for what happened yesterday. He was really stupid for having ignored Glacia at the party. Though Narendra knew the condition of Glacia needed assistance.

"Glacy, please speak. Don't lock yourself up like this. Everyone is worried."

Narendra no longer knew what way to persuade Glacia. He was really anxious because he was afraid of Glacia for nothing in there.

"Let's talk."

"Glacy?" Narendra knocked, this time louder and hastier. "Glacy, can you open the door?"

Narendra doesn't know, but he doesn't feel like he can stay quiet like this. He was looking for the sense to get into Glacia's room immediately, and Narendra immediately ran into the elevator until his actions provoked the curiosity of the servants who passed by.

The man's slightly strained manner prompted them to report to Meredith, the butler, and it just so happened that there was Julian immediately following after knowing Narendra had gone to the roof.

Julian arrived at the roof, and he immediately jumped up in panic to see Narendra struggling on the edge of the barrier, making a rope knot for nothing.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Narendra is ignoring. He remained focused on making the knot as strong as possible for himself to go down. Narendra regretted the key to Glacia's room that had no backup. If only there were, they could have entered at will from yesterday.

"Glacia forbade us from entering through the door, right? So let me go the other way."

Julian glared slightly when he realized what Narendra was about to do. "Sir wants to use this rope to go to Madam's room? Sir, it's very dangerous. What if you fall?" ask Julian to panic.

But Narendra doesn't seem to care. He stuck the rope down to reach the balcony floor of Glacia's room.

"Just calm. I can do it" said Narendra, before he literally swung his body out of the barrier, starting to hold onto the rope preparing to descend.

Julian could do nothing when Narendra bravely jumped down with the help of a rope without safety. Julian could only hold his breath until his heart stopped for a moment.

Narendra managed to land on the balcony of Glacia's room. The man walked up to the window and sniffed hard while trying to look inside.

His eyes immediately glared when he saw something unexpected. His hand was pounding the glass door even harder. He even shouted to Glacia who seemed to be beginning to be aware of Narendra's presence, but chose indifferently.

"Glacy!!!"

Brak brak brak!

"Glacy!!!" Narendra shouted loudly.

Glacia didn't mind Narendra's screams. The woman in the wheelchair stared blankly at her feet while crying.

But what makes Narendra panic is the fruit knife in his hand that was raised high as if to stab his own leg.

"Glacy, don't do that! Glacy!!"

Brak!

Brak!

Narendra banged his body trying to break down the balcony door. Upset not to open, Narendra finally took a bench made of iron there, then without hesitation smashed it until the glass door was torn apart.

Araanggg!!!

"Gloriyaa!!!"

Time seemed to slow down when Narendra ran at Glacia who was about to stab her leg. The woman swung the knife in her hand, and almost managed to stick it in her thigh if only Narendra could not hold back.

Hap!

An inch away, it only took another centimeter for Glacia to stick the knife there.

Narendra clasped Glacia's hand firmly. The breaths of the two also gasped for each other. Glacia stared intently at Narendra who was now resting before her feet, staring back with eyes of overwhelming fear.

"Glacy?" call Narendra a little quiver. It was really unexpected what Glacia was about to do just now.

"Detach," whispered Glacia sharply.

Narendra. He held onto Glacia's hand with the knife. Glacia jaws hardened furiously, the face and eyes were still wet and moist. The scene seemed to shake the regret Narendra that since yesterday haunts.

"Glacia, please, don't do this" Narendra said no less whispering.

But Glacia even sobbed and tried to remove the check Narendra from his hand. "WHELLEP!!!"

"Glacian! Hey? Lookatme! Glacia!"

"GOAL. LET GO OF ME, GODDAMN IT!! THE LEGAAASS!!! AARRGH!!!"

Glacia pulled her hand hard, they scrambled the knife until Narendra desperately hugged her and sacrificed his shoulder until pierced.

Rishhh!!

Narendra hissed slowly with his eyes closed tightly. Blood flowed profusely from between the rips of the back shirt. The man hugged the wife who was crying hysterically as if she lost her sanity. However, Glacia's cries slowly swallowed so conscious of what she had done.

"N-Naren?" whispered Glacia trembling.

Narendra hugged Glacia tighter and tighter. "Please don't do that" she whispered softly. He buried his face in between Glacia's neck, kissing the woman with regret and guilt.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for my mistake yesterday. You can be angry or punish me, but please don't hurt yourself."

"I'm so begging for this, Glacy."

Glacia realized Narendra was crying on his shoulder. The man's shoulder trembled as a slow sobbing began to sound.

Glacia's eyes were empty. His hand shook holding a knife that was still stuck in Narendra's shoulder. Slowly, he took off his fingers from there, so he could see for himself his hands were soaked in Narendra's blood.

"You're hurt." Glacia was trembling in fear. But Narendra soon calmed down with a whisper and a subtle rub in his hair.

The man still hugged him tightly until a loud noise was heard from outside, and at once the door of Glacia's room opened with a loud slam after several large-bodied guards broke into him.

"Mrs!"

"Master!"

Meredith, Weni, and Julian ran over with pias-faced faces and panicked. Especially when he saw a knife stuck deep in Narendra's shoulder until the man was seriously injured.

Even so, Narendra still did not let go of his embrace from Glacia, even as his body began to relax, his face was pale with cold sweat until he finally lost his consciousness in the lap of Glacia.

Narendra fainted in the woman's arms.