Serving a Paralyzed Wife
6. New Adaptation

John looked at his daughter. Glacia turned her head slowly at the father, looking at him with a weak look full of pleading.

"Please, Papa. I'm tired." Glacia took her breath in. "I don't love Narendra, and vice versa. Please allow us to part," she said with teary eyes.

John was still flirting with his daughter's request. His body peeked at the chair, his fingers stopped rubbing the back of Glacia's hand.

John was the only hope for Glacia at this time. He knew Narendra was reluctant to divorce him because of John. And now, Glacia is trying her luck by trying to speak directly to the man, the father who holds power over her marriage.

Long silent, John also opened his voice. "You're still thinking about divorce at a time like this. Why?" He looked at Glacia right in his eyes. "Why can you never accept Narendra as your husband? Judging from any side, Narendra is clearly much better than your loser girlfriend."

"Father!" Glacia exclaimed smallly as John began to compare Gallen and Narendra, both of which clearly cannot be equated.

"What's? He is indeed a loser" John sighed without hesitation.

"But I love him!" Glacia began to sob. "I love Gallen, not Naren. Why does Papa always make me accept Naren? I don't love him, don't you understand Papa?"

"Glacy please, Papa. Glacy's getting divorced. Glacy wants to be happy, and it's not with Naren."

Seeing Glacia's cry even made John's heart denounced disappointment. He was disappointed that Glacia was blinded by a lack of love. He was sure that if Glacia knew what Gallen was all about, the pain would be far greater than the pink feeling that shrouded his heart all over.

I don't know what made Glacia so cool about defending Gallen. Yet, not once did John show evidence of the man's irritation.

"Glacy please, Papa .. hiks, Glacy is not happy living with Naren ... Glacy's getting divorced and married to Gallen," Glacia once again asked.

John's jaw was slightly hardened. "Gallen, Gallen, and Gallen" his frown was sharp. "You don't know what he's really like if it's behind you! Do you realize you're like this because of who? You were in an accident and couldn't walk this because of who?!"

Out of emotion hearing the name Gallen, John unconsciously raised his voice as his body rose again from the chair. He stood up while shaking his waist in anger.

Glacia was crying. He lamented again his numb and heavy legs. But he is reluctant to blame Gallen, Gallen is equally involved in the accident, and Glacia is worried about his current situation.

"If Gallen is indeed a responsible and sincere man who loves you, he should have shown his nose here since yesterday. But where is the evidence? Until now, he hasn't even visited you. Is that the guy you call girlfriend? The man you want to marry? He just doesn't care about his own partner," said John, trying to make Glacia aware of his girlfriend's ugliness.

"Gallen was just like Glacy, he was in an accident too, Pa. She could see Glacy quickly. Papa knows what Gallen is doing now? Glacy wants to see Gallen, Pa. Is she okay? Glacy was afraid of anything happening to Gallen ..."

John no longer knew what to remind his daughter. He was tired of advising Glacia and told her that Gallen was not a good man. Narendra was clearly much better than that bastard's girlfriend.

"You said Papa don't mean to like Narendra, right? Then don't force Papa to care about Gallen either. He's already paralyzed you, Papa wouldn't even listen to his name." John fizzed sharply.

Glacia was crying in her bed. He wanted to meet Gallen, wanting to know how the man was doing. I hope Gallen isn't much worse than Glacia. Glacia did not want the man to suffer the same fate as her.

***

One week Glacia passed as a patient. Today, he was allowed to go home. Despite trying to deny it, Glacia wondered about Gallen's whereabouts. Where is the man now, how is he. Why hasn't he shown his nose since Glacia first woke up.

Is Gallen worse than him? Or even the man was still unconscious after the accident, so he could not meet Glacia. In fact, Glacia was eager for the man's presence and support regarding his current condition.

Glacia tried to think positively in the middle of the attack of the papa sentence that ringed. He was sure, Gallen did not want to not meet him, there must be something that made him not also visit Glacia.

Glacia wanted to visit and know the condition of the man, but the tight guard that John did made him unable to go anywhere, especially Glacia was also not accustomed to the condition of his feet, but the condition of his feet, also the wheelchair that from now on must be worn at all times.

Glacia is taken home to her home, the home she has lived with Narendra since her marriage. Actually Glacia preferred to stay with the father in their large mansion, but he could not argue when the man forbade with a million reasons that again required Glacia to budge.

Glacia was silent as Narendra pushed his wheelchair into the elevator. Without a word the man led him to the room, and even wanted to help carry him lying on the bed.

But Glacia immediately dismissed the help and said cynically. "That's enough. You don't have to pretend to be good because I know your heart would love to see me like this."

Narendra did not reply. He remained faithful in mute mode which often made Glacia upset because she felt talking to the wall.

Without a word the man complied with Glacia's wishes, but soon two servants appeared to enter his room. They lowered their heads while walking doubtfully closer to Glacia. A fear that often pervades the servants when confronted by their young mistress.

"The Nyo-Monya wants us to help you lie down?" ask one of them nervously.

They were still down, their fingers clinging to each other. Glacia only gave a quick glance which instantly gave the two maids goosebumps.

Instead of answering, Glacia shifted her wheelchair towards the bed. Without a sound, he tried to climb into his own bed while holding on to the lips of the mattress.

It certainly invited the two servants to worry in his room, they suddenly approached to help, but stopped when Glacia shouted to look at them angrily.

"Did you hear me asking for help? I can do it myself! Understood?!"

"Well, ma'am," the two maidservants' great-grandson who then retreated with a shrill expression.

But before long the anxiety came back when Glacia suddenly fell from her wheelchair, causing an uproar that immediately provoked another servant who wandered outside.

"The lady's okay?" The two servants who had retreated back approached, but again Glacia brushed off the help of the two who were about to hold her arm to get up.

This makes others stop helping because they are afraid of Glacia's sensitive attitude.

"I told you I could do it myself?! You deaf?!" he shouted with a breathless tone. His eyes rolled at the group of servants who were coming into his room. Seeing that Glacia's countenance grew angry.

"How dare," his his hiss was sharp. "Did I tell you to come in? What are you guys looking at? Out!!!"

Suddenly all the servants bowed and immediately ran out of the room, leaving two servants who were currently still worried and anxious to look at Glacia.

"Mrs, let's help you?"

Glacia again brushed off her hand that was about to be touched. "How many times do I have to say I can do it myself?" hiss upset. "Better you guys get out too, you fucking cunt!! Algari!!!"

The jolt made the two retreat, but even so they were reluctant to obey Glacia's orders telling them to come out. Instead of leaving the room, they observed Glacia who was now trying hard to climb into the bed. Trouble the woman gripped the bedsheet that ended up falling back because the bedsheet was carried by her body weight.

The voice of someone calling shifted the attention of everything. "What's wrong?"

Finding Narendra standing in the doorway made the two maids involuntarily sigh in relief. In contrast to Glacia who looked at the man was full of emotions.

The two maids shifted as Narendra approached, giving the man room to approach his stubborn wife despite the difficulties.

Silent. Narendra stood before Glacia who was looking at him full of hostility. The atmosphere was suffocating for two servants who now felt completely wrong to observe the interaction of their employers.

"Ap—" Not yet had Glacia finish her speech, she immediately screeched as Narendra lifted her body without warning. "Hey!! What are you doing, you son of a bitch?! Release me!!"

Narendra did not budge, he ignored Glacia's skinny hand and laid the woman on the bed.

"Naren!! Yaaa!!"

Narendra immediately moved away when Glacia was already fully lying in the middle of the bed. Again he ignored the calls of Glacia who tended to bark in anger. He looked back at the two servants there who immediately took a firm stance in his honor.

"This time I'm assigning you guys to take care of my wife. Prepare everything as usual, but this time more extra because you have to be beside him all the time." Narendra glanced at Glacia who was still bellowing furiously behind him. Without explanation, they can understand the condition of Glacia that does not allow the woman to move on her own without help.

"Good, Sir. We'll try our best to look after Madam."

Narendra nodded in satisfaction. "In a few days, he will be in therapy, there will be a doctor here" he said before leaving the room.

"Fucking asshole! I'll make you suffer after this! Get out you all!!! Aarrg!!!"