FF - I'll Love you better now - Chap 19 Page 49 Updated on 1 Apr 2018 - Page 17

Originally posted by: Gurveen

Amazing update
I really hope Rudra comes out this trauma soon
What the flashback was for??? I think that nia is Anika don't know why
Update soon please

Originally posted by: GayathriV

Flat line...😭😭💔

And that stupid head lines..😡😡💔

Take a bow dear...excellent!! I love it. This time also I scared that I choose wrong time(it's night na, I love my peaceful sleep very much😛). But then I realised, no I was not...Rudra is really alive, nothing is going to happen him(I know, bcz author is there...right?..lol)

Brilliant part dear...that ShivOm's flashback with baby Ru or that Rudra's shock treatment...just nailed it Shelma🤗

I have one doubt Shelma! Is it RuMya or Rudra n Bhavya??

And finishing...Rudra didn't recognize Shivaay???????

Thanks for PM dear😊

Originally posted by: Shelma

When I posted my recent chapter, the first person who came to my mind was you.

You were so happy for Rudra's recovery and knowing what I was about to do to him had me tear up...

Every time I write a hurtRu, I m probably gonna remember you...

Edited by GayathriV - 7 years ago

Originally posted by: Shelma

When I posted my recent chapter, the first person who came to my mind was you.

You were so happy for Rudra's recovery and knowing what I was about to do to him had me tear up...

Every time I write a hurtRu, I m probably gonna remember you...

Originally posted by: Shelma

Ah, Gayathri... I m glad that this piece is accepted by you

I was worried for you were super excited on Ru's recovery

Your faith in me is rad😆

And honestly, I like it when rudra is left all by himself😛

He's perfect irrespective of a lead pair😆

Originally posted by: sosweetsumi

oh shit

dont do this

rudy dying on obros i dont more owrst then not recognizing his obors.

shivom ru are all for one one for all

please dont do this

continue

soon

bye sumi

Originally posted by: Mummyoftwo2012

Wow. Amazing update!!
Rudy boy is conscious!!! I cannot imagine what would happen to shiv n om if there is no Rudy.
Very well written!!

Originally posted by: farinaks

So emotional and painful

Brought tears in my eyes

Can't even imagine IB without Rudra. ...

Continue soon

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Dr.Barat, Shivaay concluded, looked too young to be given the responsibility of Emergency Physician. But observing the way he was all over Rudra, checking his vitals and response, Shivaay slowly let his tense muscles relax. It had been about 30 minutes since the gruesome revival of his baby brother from the hands of death and his vitals have been steadily improving.

Shivaay looked up from his hunch against the walls of the ambulance to roam his eyes over his Rudra's prone body on the stretcher. When Rudra had started convulsing for the second time, Shivaay felt an incoming cardiac arrest.

However, Dr.Barat had caught up with them midway to the ambulance and had explained to them that his brother was facing neurological shock due to post traumatic stress. He had calmly told a fidgeting Om that his baby brother was well into the road to recovery except for his emotional scars and hence they were moving him to the Trauma Emergency Department.

The steady movement of the ambulance and the soft hum of Om as he caressed Rudra's hair was hypnotizing and Shivaay felt his muscles relax further. This felt like one of their practiced routines.

Whenever Rudra got sick, Shivaay remembered how the three would hole up in Shivaay's room where he would read them a story and Om would have Rudra lay over his chest, occasionally running his hand through his Chote's thick hair. And as soon as their baby brother's breath would even out, they would tuck him in the middle, place a kiss on his forehead and cushion him from both the sides.

Shivaay sighed deeply at the memory. Those days were his personal paradise when their love was strong and their hearts were less tainted. Those brilliant smiles from Rudra and that hearty laughter from Om were almost non-existent these days and Shivaay swore that as soon as they were out of this wreck, he would mend them. Shivaay Singh Oberoi would make it all right again.

The sudden jerk of the ambulance brought him out of his musing. He blinked at Om and Dr.Barat who seemed just as puzzled. Waiting no further, Shivaay was already on his feet and out of the ambulance.

Fhat the wuck?! Shivaay felt his jaws drop and he supported himself against the ambulance door.

He had seen his fair share of heavy traffic but this was just crazy! A total traffic jam as far as he could see. And there were so many ambulances; one was parked just behind theirs! He felt a hand on his shoulders and turned around to meet Om's worried eyes.

"What madness is this?" Om whispered softly. "Did some catastrophe happen?"

Shivaay gritted his teeth. Rudra may be out of danger for now but exposure to these blaring horns and fumes would kill and turn anyone crazy!

"I don't know Om but I am gonna find out." And with that Shivaay marched into the congestion and Om just started as he jumped and walked over the hood of cars like some action-themed hero he had seen in those movies Rudra loved to watch. From the corner of his eyes, Om spotted Dr.Barat hop out of the ambulance and pace towards him.

"It would be quite detrimental to young Rudra's health if we don't move from here quickly." Om turned around so fast that he almost gave himself a severe whiplash.

"Didn't you tell me and Shivaay back at the hospital that he was doing fine?!"

Dr.Barat looked Om right in the eye. "I lied."

Om gritted his teeth, trying hard to supress the urge to castrate the lying bas***d standing in front of him. How could he, giving him and Shivaay false hope?

"I mean..." the doctor continued in a mute tone, "physically yes but mentally? Your brother could turn up absolutely crazy when he wakes up, you know? Also, the level of signa-"

Om didn't wait to hear further rubbish from the doctor and took towards the direction of Shivaay. What was taking him so long? As soon as he cleared past the parked cars and the grumbling drivers, he found himself by Shivaay's side facing a sea of people sitting on the road.

What the ever-present hell?!

"Don't tell me it's a workers' strike; please don't tell me it's a workers' strike... " Om groaned. Of all the days in a year did they really have to hold their rebellion today?!

"It's a workers' strike, Om." Shivaay voiced out monotonously.

"I thought I told you not to tell me that!" Om gripped at him for which Shivaay gave him a wry look. "What are the demands they have put forth?"

"I don't know and frankly I don't care" Shivaay forced through gritted teeth and before Om could stop him, he had walked up to a man at the very front and forced him to stand by his collar.

"You..." he barked out in a commanding voice, "Have your little tea party somewhere else. Do you have any idea the number of ambulance stuck in traffic because of your silly charade?"

"You have no respect for your elders" the man glared through tired eyes, "We work for you day and night but this is what we get from arrogant, stuck up rich kids like you. You have no shame at all!"

Om gulped and walked towards Shivaay. His shoulders were tense and his entire posture screamed offence. "Let him go, Shivaay." He slowly tried to pry Shivaay's hands off the man.

Shivaay only seemed to get agitated as he tightened his grip and got into the man's face. "It is you who's got no shame. You demand wages while you refuse to throw in the effort. And in those rare cases you do work, you do a piss poor job of it. So..." Shivaay casually dropped the man, before looking down at him with disgust, "...don't talk to me about shame when you have no pride in you!"

The man sat unmoving but the verbal spat had brought in a crowd. And soon enough, the mass of people were on their legs, shouting slogans and throwing stones at them. Shivaay immediately pulled Om behind a car as they ducked for cover.

"Such undisciplined humans". Shivaay snorted in disgust

"Shivaay..." Om drew out being fed up with Shivaay's ego, "You insulted a man that had lead the strike and you expect his followers not to react?!"

"Forget it!" Shivaay cut him short, in no mood for an argument. "How on earth are we gonna get Rudra through this?" Om looked up at the panic that clouded Shivaay's voice. "I know that he's heavily sedated now but when he wakes up he might rac-"

The remaining of his words was cut short by a loud bang that had the crowd screaming and taking cover. It almost sounded like a...gunshot! Shivaay and Om shared a look and immediately looked over the hood of the car. They couldn't help but stare in awe at the sight before them.

The police had finally arrived and were dispersing the crowd with smoke bombs and lathi. It was total chaos but in the middle of it all stood Bhavya with her revolver pointing at the sky. She looked legit badass!

She wasted no time in ordering the cars to gear in and move and the brothers watched in respect as she practically ran among the congested vehicular traffic, smacking loudly at the hoods to wake up the sleeping drivers all the while clearing a path in the middle for the ambulance to go through first.

Shivaay watched in relief as the ambulances one after the other rushed past him without sparing a single second. He would catch up as soon as his adrenaline falls down; for now, his baby brother was in the care of Dr.Barat. He was going to be alright...

Shivaay turned towards Om and gave him a wide grin. Om smiled fondly at him before pulling him into a hug. "He's going to be alright Om. I can feel it!" Shivaay laughed, his voice hitched with emotions.

"I know Shivaay, I know..." Om cooed softly, shunning away Dr. Barat's words away for now. "Let's get to him before he decides to wake up and start flirting with the nurses. Shivaay and Om shared a hearty laugh before pulling away from each other.

"Bhaiya!" Shivaay and Om glanced around, noting that the mob had completely dispersed and now a tired Bhavya walking towards them. Shivaay's grateful smile dropped the moment he took a really good look at her. Her lithe body seemed to tremble and...was she crying?

"Bhaiya, is it true?!" Bhavya gripped onto Shivaay's sleeves desperately. "W-what's all over the n-news..."

What WAS all over the news anyway? He had not seen a glimpse of news for the past two days!

"About R-Ru-Rudra..." she kept babbling on, "Was it all true?" Her eyes were haunting, their dark pools lost in some unknown memory.

"What about Rudra?" Shivaay and Om felt a shiver down their spine at the new voice interrupting their conversation. They started at mute shock at each other before turning to face the person who had addressed them. Please let it not be...

"Bade Papa". Shivaay forced a smile and nodded at Jhanvi standing beside him

.

"I try getting back home after a tiring trip and here I find you hopping over my car with Omkara following suit". There was humour in Tej's voice and if Shivaay had been looking right, he was holding onto Bade Maa's hand. "So where is my boy?"

My boy? Shivaay and Om blinked in confusion. Last time they checked, Tej didn't have a kid he affectionately called 'my boy'.

Jhanvi smiled endearingly at their deer-caught-in-the-headlight look. "He meant Rudra. Speaking of whom, where is my little Nautanki Singh Oberoi?" She frowned as the perplexity on their faces was slowly replaced by something else. Uncertainty? Dread? Fear?!

"You should go and rest, Bade Maa". Shivaay replied, pointedly avoiding her eyes.

"Shivaay..." she spoke out firmly and walked up to him. She gasped when she took in their state of dishevel. She tenderly reached out to hold Shivaay's face and took in his bloodshot eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

"Shivaay, please..." She appealed to him with her eyes, her voice already cracking, "Where is Rudra?" Shivaay and Om could do nothing other than hang their heads low.

Gauri stared blankly at the diya in front of her. She had prayed and prayed, muttered mantras, offered alms and even held fast for the two days. The hours she didn't spend here had her staring at her phone in hopes that her Shivaay Bhaiya or Omkara-ji would call back and give them the good news of Rudra's recovery. It never came...

She continued to stare at the flame on the diya with unmoving eyes. It was weak and diminishing, and it reminded her of Rudy Bhaiya in the paramedic's hands.

To see the Oberoi's bubbly ball of energy so broken and lifeless had torn her apart. She couldn't fathom the pain her family was going through.

Dadi had rushed to every temple on land, Shakti Uncle was shifting between the hospital and the house, Anika Bhabhi was tidying up Rudy Bhaiya's room, prepping it up with softer cushions and delicate satin covers for his return. And Pinky Aunty...

Gauri grimaced at the dark feeling that threatened to engulf her heart. Pinky Aunty had cried until she passed out from exhaustion. Only Anika and Gauri had helped her...not Dadi, not Shakti Uncle and not even the security and the servants...

"Gauri"

Gauri looked up to find Anika staring down at her with a bowl of porridge in her hand. "You haven't eaten at all..."

Gauri turned back to look at the diya as Anika sat beside her. "You should eat something." When she made no move to get the bowl, she heard Anika sigh and then the next second, a spoon was hovering in front of her mouth.

"Om would be upset if you don't take care of yourself." She whispered softly.

FLASH!

"Is the ambulance here?"

Silence.

"Well?!"

"Omkara-ji, I-I couldn't-"

"-get the number." Omkara finished for her.

Flinch.

"You don't NEED a brain to know the emergency number". He spat at her in disgust.

FLASH!

At her silence, Anika continued, "Rudra would be very worried for his Chulbul Bhabhi too..."

FLASH!

"If you go out there with that lush Bareilly hair of yours, then O would have to go from being the groomsman to a watchman." He grinned at her.

. "Here." He said as he cautiously pushed her bangs behind her ears and clipped a hair chain on it. "Now, that artificial clip would lessen your natural beauty a little bit and save you from all the men waiting below."

"Now my Chulbul Bhabhi, since I've done my task of protecting you from the envious eyes of those so-called beauties down there, you are free to make your dramatic entry."

FLASH!

Gauri bit down on her lips to hold in the tears. Rudra and Omkara-ji. She had failed them both. She was a bad wife, a bad Bhabhi and a bad...

"Please eat for the both of them. They love you very much and seeing you like this..." And Anika slowly placed the bowl away before taking Gauri's face in both her hands, "...would break their heart just like it broke mine." Anika whispered softly, her eyes warm and her thumbs affectionately caressing her cheeks.

She couldn't take it anymore!

She collapsed into Anika's warm embrace and poured her fears, guilt and insecurities as she felt Anika rub slow but firm circles on her back.

"Everything's going to be alright, Gauri." Anika beamed confidently, "I know my Rudra. He would never leave us alone!" She affirmed with her will.

"But Bhaujaai!" She sobbed. I couldn't save them both! I couldn't read the yellow pages for the Emergency Department. I couldn't read English. I couldn't call the ambulance soon enough. I caused them both nothing but grief!

She wanted to yell all this self-loathing to her Bhaujaai but she felt that Anika already knew. She cried and cried until her heart couldn't bear any more, like a child in a mother's embrace she clung to Anika.

And finally, her sobs subsided and her shoulders weighed less. She awkwardly dried her tears as Anika giggled.

"Better now?"

Gauri smiled and nodded. The spoon was back before her lips again, but this time she graciously took it.

Anika smiled as she continued to the feed her self-proclaimed sister. She smiled at Gauri fondly. She was just as emotional as she was as a firecracker.

"Eat well for when Rudra returns, we are all going to need our strengths" She sighed happily as the two sisters remained in contented silence only to be broken by Anika's mobile.

"Be back in a moment." She handed her the bowl and lightly ruffled her hair before attending the call.

"Ah! Sowmya!" she heard Anika exclaim. The rest of the conversation was drowned from her vision as her eyes landed on the lit diya. She stared at in shock as the once strong flame was now flickering in and out. In and out of life...

She got up with a start and immediately rushed to the diya's side, cupping her hands and preserving the warmth of the flame. It didn't stop flickering...

And that's when she heard Anika bellow loud enough to shake the whole mansion, "You saw WHAT in the news?!!!"

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