Serving a Paralyzed Wife
5. Narendra in the Darkness

The night wind blew against the window, Gallen blinked opening his eyes slowly as he felt a different atmosphere around him. And how Gallen was surprised to see Narendra standing in the doorway of his open ward.

Suddenly Gallen's body felt stiffened until he unconsciously woke up and rewind his seat until stuck at the head of the bed.

Narendra's aura felt different until the whole room felt frozen, Gallen's hair as if standing when the man approached.

Gallen was increasingly shaking and was struck with fear by the silhouette of Narendra standing in the darkness. Somehow the figure of Narendra now seems to be transformed into an angel of death in front of him.

Silence gripped as if strangling Gallen's neck suddenly mute. He gulped while looking up to see Narendra's expressionless face wrapped in dimness. The room lights were deliberately extinguished because Gallen could not sleep if it was bright.

But it seems like this time he made a mistake, the lights that died instead add to the atmosphere of being spooky around Narendra who looks cruel.

Is he really the quiet Narendra?

"What-what are you doing here?" ask Gallen a little stuttering.

Narendra was silent with his lips closed. But his eyes were glaring at Gallen with a rippling expression. Empty, but also full of mystery.

A second later ...

Niueenng ...

A slow-motion scene was created when Narendra suddenly raised both hands, grasping something that made Gallen immediately panic and fear.

The sword looked shiny and sharp.

"Ap-Ap—" Gallen had not yet spoken, his eyes glaring as Narendra swung the object aloft.

Sontak Gallen yelled because the man intended to cut off his legs. "CHA!!"

Hhhc ... Hhhh ... Hhhc ...

Someone got up from the couch. "What's wrong? What the hell happened to you?"

Gallen awoke with a breath of frenzy, his eyes rolling staring at the quiet surroundings, there was only his best friend Jason accompanying. The lights of the room are also bright.

Gallen shook his head in response to Jason's question, his hands massaging the temple which suddenly felt dizzy again. "It's nothing, I just had a bad dream" he murmured.

Jason turned to sit next to Gallen's bed. Seen once his face tangled as if forced to be aware of drowsiness. He woke up to the screams of Gallen.

Gallen grabbed a drink on the nightstand and gulped it down the toilet. His breathing sounded heavy and chasing, as if he had just been haunted by something terrible. At least that's what Jason thinks.

"What do you dream of turning pale and sweating like that?" jason asked in the middle of his attempt to resist the urge to sleep. However, in addition to friends, Gallen also doubles as his superior. In other words Jason is Gallen's assistant who always does anything at the man's behest.

Gallen did not answer, but asked Jason. "Did you see someone else come in?"

Jason frowned while thinking. "I don't think there is. I don't know, you know, I just woke up to your screams."

"Why? Does this have anything to do with why you just yelled?" continued curious.

Gallen is back. "No. I'm just asking." His gaze was empty and poked. He still feels awkward even though all he experienced was a dream.

Gallen slacking off. "I could have died at the hands of his father. You know for yourself Old Man that's a sentiment."

Jason is quite understanding of Gallen's cowardice this time. John Martadinata is quite scary when it comes to his daughter. Especially ... "It's pretty bad, that's what I heard."

Jason looked up to see Gallen's reaction. The man seemed too relaxed to be about the size of hearing the sad news about his lover. "Aren't you curious?"

Gallen clicked, he again secured his lying position to go back to sleep. "Come, Jason. Not only was he in an accident, I was still recovering."

"By the way, you really didn't see anyone come in here?" Gallen wants to re-confirm, while diverting the conversation.

Once again Jason nodded lazily. "Should I tell you how many times? If you're still curious check the CCTV."

A second later, Gallen breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that everything was just a dream. He believes all of that is only a form of worry that arises because of his chaotic mood after the accident. He can also sleep comfortably and forget the strange dream he tried to respond with a laugh as if underestimating.

How could Narendra the loser dare to scare him.

But without Gallen realizing it, Narendra just visited his room. He turned around and immediately walked away from the hallway with a flat look as usual.

Gallen is fine. It is nothing compared to Glacia.

***

While in his room, Glacia also blinked awake from sleep. He murmured when he found John sitting there waiting for him. The chair where Narendra sat this afternoon, Glacia was grateful this time she did not find the man when she opened her eyes.

"Papa ..." - Glacia.

John who had been focusing on his cell phone immediately gasped when he heard his daughter's voice. He stood up, set the height of Glacia's back and took her for a drink and gently thrust her.

"Drink first, dear. Slow down."

Glacia gulped down the water almost to the toilet, taking a deep breath while looking at the ceiling of the room after John returned the glass to its original place.

"Dear you're raging again."

John's statement made Glacia involuntarily snort weakly. He thinks Narendra must have complained. As if knowing what Glacia was thinking, John continued. "The doctor told Papa. Naren Papa told me to go home, after all, there's a job that needs him in the office tomorrow."

Good, at least John realized the man's presence only worsened Glacia's condition. Glacia was flat-tempered, her mouth silenced with a face that looked tired.

John was watching his daughter. Twice Glacia went berserk, and twice she got injections whether it was sedatives or sleeping pills. This certainly makes John's heart as if sliced. Pain, it felt so sad when he found the only daughter he loved, had to suffer such a fate.

It's all because of that asshole. If only John could have been more ruthless, he wanted to kill the man right now. Gallen has always been a bad influence on Glacia. Ever since knowing the man, Glacia had turned increasingly against him.

John grabbed Glacia's hand and rubbed it slowly. "While you're doing this, you're still healing, honey. There's still a chance your legs could be normal again. So, don't be discouraged."

Glacia. He tried to gulp the saliva which was somehow suddenly difficult to swallow. Narendra's response was still lingering, leaving a deep resentment. He doesn't know what else to do to escape the annoying bond that entangles them.

"I want a divorce .." whispered Glacia suddenly.