JUST A STORY A MOHARIKA FF [ SECOND THREAD] - Page 8

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Adrit moved to get up , but was stopped by her hand which held his arm tightly.

No, don't go her eyes seemed to say.

I am right here, he assured her looking towards Naren and Ridhi.

She let go understanding.

He walked into Ridhi's hug. Naren walked towards Shyla,

He stood looking down at her.

Shylu .. he forced away the tears that was threatening to spill.

Her hair was cut short, she was thinner, but that was his darling little sister sitting right there,

He turned towards Ridhi and Adi.

A lump formed in his throat.

It's a Miracle , A Miracle of love he thought to himself.

He turned to find her standing up slowly.

He hurriedly moved to help her.

She stood , looked up, went on her tip toes and raised her hand measuring him.

Naren clenched his fist remembering the way she used to measure their heights.

She stood staring up at him, her eyes searched, she felt so much warmth from this tall so familiar looking person.

Naren here, she heard him say. Naren Bhaiyya he repeated.

Bhaiyya, her lips moved mouthing the word.

She looked beyond him at the lovely lady.

Di, her lips formed the word unknowingly.

Ridhi moved towards her, reaching out to Shyla for a hug.,

The hug seemed perfect, Shyla stood still , her hands by her side, her mind wondered looking for a meaning. She then slowly lifted her arms and hugged Ridhi back.

Adrit turned away not wanting to show the myriad of emotions that burst through him.

Naren lifted his hand tempted to stroke shyla head. He looked towards Adrit,

Time for the doctors to talk, time to start a journey, time to bring La back to her Dr. A