Serving a Paralyzed Wife
92. Question of John

"Mrs, you want to go back to the room?" ask one of the bodyguards.

Glacia let out a long breath. "It turns out old Narendra."

The man said for a while, but it's been over half an hour. Stupidly, Glacia was waiting.

"Better you come back, the sun is also starting to scorch. Let us take you?"

In the end, Glacia accepted the bodyguard's proposal. He let one of them push his wheelchair, while the other held an infusion pole.

Along the way to the room, Glacia did not stop thinking about Narendra. Where did the man go, there was a matter of what until Julian caught up with him with a tense face, then where were they now. All those questions spinning filled Glacia's head.

In the midst of his wondering heart, the bodyguard stopped pushing his wheelchair. Glacia was about to ask, but when she looked up her smile, she found John standing not far from them.

The face of her baby's beak shimmered warmly greeting Glacia.

"Father!" Glacia cried out little, and John walked closer to his daughter in a light embrace.

"Where are you going? Why haven't you seen Glacy lately?"

Glacia's question made John chuckle. "Sorry, Honey. Papa has been busy for a few days. You know for yourself, Papa is preparing a new branch of our company abroad" he said. "How are you doing? Narendra was nice as long as Papa left, right?"

"Glacia is good." He was silent for a moment before continuing. "Naren is also kind, she always accompanies Glacy here."

"Is that?" John distanced the body, and inexplicably his smile seemed a little shimmering in Glacia's eyes.

John looked up briefly at the two guards behind Glacia, then looked back at the warm Glacia. "Papa wants to talk to you for a second."

Glacia who understood Kontan turned towards his two bodyguards. At first they hesitated, but in the end they retreated and left. Even so, the two of them kept a close eye on Glacia from a distance.

John takes Glacia out of the lobby, then stops in a corridor that looks beautiful by the plants around it. There was a bench, and John threw himself on the bench. Glacia remained in his wheelchair facing John.

For a moment they just silently watched the traffic of people and patients, until then John touched the back of Glacia's hand, observing the infusion attached there.

"illness?" ask John for attention.

Glacia smiled slightly. "It's like being pricked by a needle."

Instantly John chuckled. "It's a needle, son," he said amusedly.

"What do you want to say?" ask Glacia later. John stopped his laughter and shook for a moment. He stared at the clingy Glacia, gently rubbing the back of another Glacia hand, which was free from the infusion needle.

Before long the man took a heavy breath. "You ... Your relationship with Naren, how?"

Glacia. "What do you mean, Papa?"

John seemed to fold his lips before continuing. "I mean Papa, the development of your relationship."

"O-Ohh ..."

Unexpectedly Glacia's face flushed. He looked down to avoid John's gaze, but John could clearly see his timid look. The hue on Glacia's face seemed to explain one thing. This was answered when the child finally confessed.

"Actually ... Actually, Glacy's getting comfortable with Naren," Glacia's great-grandson. He glanced at his father while smiling. "Papa's right, Naren's a good guy, he's very considerate. But ..."

"But?" John's waiting.

Glacia's face looked a little gloomy. "I'm still scared. I'm afraid if I drop my heart on him, I'll be disappointed again. Papa knows for himself, I've been disappointed many times by a man. Although it seems Narendra is different, still the fear is always there. But Papa take it easy, I started learning to treat Narendra well. As Papa had wanted long ago."

"Over this time, maybe I've looked down on our marriage too much. Sorry for not believing Papa's words." Glacia grunting. "I was stubbornly defending Gallen, despite knowing Gallen wasn't a good man."

Glacia looked again at John who was silent. "Papa must be happy, right, because I'm starting to accept Narendra?"

That question made John silent. His voice was like being troubled. This certainly made Glacia frown in wonder. "Papa?"

John blinked. He smiled, but looked a little stiff. His expression was as if he was harboring something hard to say.

"Why why?"

"It's nothing. Papa's happy you and Narendra are getting along." John smiled, his breathing faintly stupefied as he threw away the face staring at the courtyard at the edge of the corridor.

He couldn't have said the truth about Narendra. Seeing Glacia who seemed happy when telling the man, making John powerless to destroy the mood of his daughter who was in bloom.

This was the first time Glacia's face had a hue again after the accident. John did not want the hue to disappear to take away his happiness again.

Not yet Glacia voiced a lingering curiosity, Narendra's silhouette coming from a distance attracted his attention. The man walked along the corridor, without Julian.

His face was calm as usual. He waved, then smiled slightly as their eyes met. Glacia smiled back until Narendra arrived before her. The man greeted John who had also observed his arrival.

"Papa?" Narendra took a quick look. John replied with a nod. For a moment, the two looked at each other meaningfully. At least that was what Glacia felt at the moment. It was as if something that Glacia did not understand, had happened between the in-laws and the daughter-in-law.

"How was the business trip yesterday?" ask Narendra. He began to move behind Glacia, standing up while placing his hands on both of her shoulders.

John replied. "Fluent. Everything is growing well. You how? Was there any trouble when Papa left?"

Narendra nodded slowly. "Nothing." Then he continued. "I'm also still monitoring our mega project" he said, with eyes fixed on John.

John knows Narendra was warning about the threat of subtlety last time. He also stood up while patting the front of his tangled suit. "Because Naren is here, then Papa's coming home first."

"Why, how come home?" Glacia. "Don't Papa usually rush this?"

"Papa from the airport directly here. Still jetlagged, honey."

Then Narendra chimed in. "Yes, Glacy. Papa needs a break. Right, right?" he looked at John.

John nodded his head, while Glacia muttered 'oh' a sign of understanding. "Yes, be careful. What's a driver, right?"

"Papa's driver, he's waiting in the parking lot."

"Good."

John smiled. He bowed kissing Glacia's forehead before leaving. "Papa's home. You're good with Narendra, huh?"

"Hm." Glacia nodded. He stared at the father's departure that was getting further away in the corridor.

After the shadow of her father disappeared, Glacia looked up at Narendra. "Where are you from? He said just for a second, but it's almost two hours."

Narendra. He lowered his face and kissed Glacia's lips at a glance. Glacia who got a sudden attack was unable to blink and straighten her head back. His heart was pounding to the point that his back felt warm feeling the presence of Narendra behind him.

God, what the fuck?

Realizing Glacia was nervous, Narendra smiled slightly. He answered the woman's question earlier, while pushing the wheelchair away from the corridor there. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be so long. You waiting for me?"

Glacia sneered with an evasive look. "No, I went straight to the room as soon as you left."

"Is that? Mercifully. I'm afraid you're waiting for me in the park."

Indeed, Inner Glacia. Aaahhh .. sucks!

They arrived in front of Glacia's nursing room after boarding the elevator. Narendra pushed in, and immediately closed the door again.

Glacia twitched slightly as Narendra silently lifted her body from the wheelchair, then carried her to the edge of the bed.

The man sat down while holding Glacia. Of course Glacia was nervous, as this was the first time she had this intimate with Narendra. Glacia was a little embarrassed because Narendra kept looking at her.

"A-what's up? W-why didn't you put me down?"

Glacia's hand wrapped around Narendra's neck with the intention of holding on. Narendra smiled faintly, he examined Glacia's pale face which now began to blush a little warm.

They don't say anything, minutes in that position. Instead of saying something, Narendra stretched out his hand through Glacia's legs.

"The doctor's estimate, you can go home in two days, and continue therapy at home with Doctor Teresa. We will also routine chemotherapy according to the previous schedule. You're ready, right?" ask Narendra after a long silence.

Glacia. "Sure." He was still nervous about being stared that close by Narendra.

The man also reviewed a very thin smile, almost invisible if their faces were not as close as they are now. Narendra further eroded the distance as he planted a kiss on Glacia's lips. Glacia pecked for a moment, before moving back to return the man's kiss.

"I'm very upset today" whispered Narendra between their kisses. He moved his face away, then kissed again with brief kisses. Then gripped her long and deep, to the point that Glacia felt her lips ache a little.

"Em." Unknowingly Glacia moaned, until Narendra took off his lips for a moment to smile.

"You enjoying it?" the man whispered slowly.

Glacia folded her lips in embarrassment. Narendra tightened his hold on Glacia's body until now both stuck without distance. Their eyes met in silence, Narendra's gaze descending and stopped between Glacia's blowing breath.

He also whispered back. "Your lips are too pale, allow me to restore that red hue as before."