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Okay readers of Faded Rose - I have something to share! This story is dedicated to the girl who was gang-raped in the streets of Delhi. People could have helped but there was no-one to step forward at that time. There should be good Samaritans like "MAAN" who have power and should help to correct the corrupt world of India. People should learn to help others and stand against the crime.

So as I said - this is to salute the ones that already do. This is a very sensitive topic as you may know already. However this is what the cruel world is like. People don't want to know you! It doesn't matter if your dying or someone is raping you. Society undermines you and abuses you and expects you take it. This is the reality of our world today!

I have changed the story because particularly I didn't feel writing about someone getting raped. So please follow this story!

Love,

Mishty

Chapter 3

The room full of silence should have calmed him as usual, but this time it had an opposite effect. It made him anxious. The whole night he was there.

He didn't know who she was?

Who her family was so he could contact them?

He hadn't heard from Arjun about any of the investigation so far.

All that had happened so far was that Adi kept on calling him and informing him about his meetings, and that the foreign clients got very angry when they didn't find him there. That was all he was told.

He remembered to the time when he first saw her face. The innocence attracted him to her, like a moth to a flame.

He didn't need to do this?

But why did he?

Why did he help her so much?

He could have left in the hospital to the doctors. They would have looked after her fine; made sure that she was fine.

Why did he stay with her past two days?

He could have attended his meetings, met all of his foreign clients, and completed the deals. The deals he had left were very important for AR, if they didn't sign the deals, it could cost him roughly 30 cores.

Why did he call Arjun for help?

The police could have sorted out the investigation, he could have told them but why did he want ETF to handle the case specially. What was the need?

However the biggest question was why did he care? For that MSK had no answer. He wasn't the usual Good Samaritan. He gave money to charity but that was all but that was part of building public relations; it was a part of business.

He could leave now, but he yet he couldn't. There was something stopping him. This girl in front of him was a stranger but her life was still in danger. Just because of his ego, he couldn't just leave her unprotected. He needed to get her justice. It would be morning, in an hour and she still hadn't got conscious yet. That could be dangerous. He closed his eyes and fell asleep at wee hours of the morning.

Something wasn't right.

It was like someone was calling out to her. Telling her to come to him, yet she couldn't. She didn't have the strength.

The pain was gone, that she felt before.

Yet something was amiss. She then vaguely remembered what had happened.

How they had murdered her husband? Ruthlessly, just so they could rape her. She opened her eyes in rage. However when she opened her eyes, she was expecting it to be the lonely road, with her husband, or in heaven, but what she saw disorientated her. The walls were white. She looked around to see that there was a television across from her, handing on the wall. On her left there was a side table with a water jug, and on the right, there was a sofa, with a man sleeping.

She looked at the stranger more carefully. His shirt buttons were open to reveal the toned chest, and his abs. His eyes looked strained because he had dark-circles under his eyes. It looked like he hasn't been able to sleep for a while. She tried to get up but it was more difficult as the needle in her hand was pulled as well. She let out a small scream due to the pain.

Maan heard the small scream and was jolted awake. He saw that she got injured as she was trying to get up. He moved swiftly from the sofa and helped her get up. He put a pillow behind her so she could be comfortable. He noticed that her eyes were on the jug. He walked to the other side and poured some water for her. He helped her drink. He could see that she was confused with him being there, but right now the doctor needed to check her.

That was the most important thing of all. He called the doctor by pressing a button by the bed. The doctor came in flat 2 minutes. He walked through the door genuinely happy to see the girl was awake and was sitting. "Thank you, for calling me! I will do her quick check-up!" said the doctor.

Maan meekly nodded and stepped outside the room. He took his phone and made a quick call to 'Arjun. He picked up the phone in two rings.

"Yes Maan" said Arjun.

"The girl is awake now! The doctor is just checking her! I thought you might like to know!" said Maan.

"Yes, thanks for letting me know! We will be there in an hour! Let her rest till that time!" said Arjun.

"Okay, see-you!" said Maan.

Inside the room, the doctor looked at the girl.

"You are very lucky! The man, who just left the room, saved your life. If he didn't bring you to the hospital in time, you would have died. When you came to the hospital, you had a knife stabbed in your stomach. There was internal bleeding, and you were unconscious!" explained the doctor.

"You should have let me die! Why did you save me?" asked Geet desperately.

"I need to go to my husband!" said Geet. "He is calling me! He is calling me to the heavens above!"

"What is wrong with you? God decides who dies and who is alive. You were destined to survive. The man outside was there to save you. Everyone has a time to go and it's not your time yet!" said the doctor, trying to get any suicidal thoughts out of her mind.

"No ' I want to die!" screamed Geet.

"Let me die," she said.

The doctor tried to convince her, but when chose not to listen and carry on screaming, his patience disappeared and he called Maan in to try and stabilize her. Maan strode through the door, listening to her screams. He soon could the situation.

Off-course she would behave like this. She just lost her husband and that too on her wedding day.

They didn't want her to slip in depression. Her heath was getting worse by the minute. Maan then lost his patience. She didn't want to see anything or hear anything. He motioned the doctor to take out the needles. The doctor followed his instructions.

Maan then took her arm and hoisted her up gently. She looked at him confusion but just followed him without saying a word. She had lost the strength to scream and shout. She was still weak. He took her out of the hospital room, to a secluded corridor, connected to another corridor. He stopped her then and turned her towards an old couple.

"Look at them, are you seeing their faces? Their daughter just committed suicide because her husband died in a bomb blast, two weeks ago! Can you see their sad faces? Do you want your family to be like this as well? Will you get happiness by seeing them cry of their daughter's death? Heck ' I just saved you because I was helping you! It won't matter to me if you die, because I don't even know you! Why should I care? For me you will be a memory, a girl who I tried to save committed suicide because she wasn't strong enough to face her life! If you still want to commit suicide, then I will not stop you!" said Maan in a low voice.

Geet looked at the old couple who were crying their hearts out, because their daughter had committed suicide. Her heart was in pain. The stranger standing in front of her was right. If she gave up on life, she will be giving everyone around her pain. Yes, her husband has just left her but she needed to be strong. She finally broke down into sobs. Maan turned around to see her crying. He gently soothed her back, rubbing her arms. He gave her his handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"He is never going to come back is he?" she asked innocently.

"No ' but that doesn't mean you give up on your life! This is your past. It has already happened and there is nothing you could do to change that! You need to live your life, you will find someone that you like eventually!" explained Maan.

"You don't know how society treats a widow! They are defamed publicly No-one will marry me now! I don't even want to marry now! I loved Rohan!" she said, "And now he is gone forever!"

"Look, you need to be strong. Society attacks the weaklings but you have to make sure you don't crumble like they expect to you to! If they attack, you have to counter-attack!" said Maan.

"Who are you?" whispered Geet, looking at him in amazement.

Note : This FF belongs to Mishty Shah... If anybody wants PM's for this FF then add me @MishtyPm

wow awesome update

I feel very bad for Geet as she was understandably

disoriented when she regained her conscious

glad that maan was there for her he is very sweet and caring

he tried to reason with her and want to make her strong

will be waiting for the next update