FF-BTBH - Pt 20 page 145 6th OCT. - Page 95

I hope what I am writing does not prove to be too much. I have made it as brief as I can. will be posting in few hours.

She did not remember any of the words he had said earlier at this moment. Effect of sedatives had pushed him into deep slumber. She just sat next to him and placed her hand on his. Even in that state his fingers closed over hers. Then she cried. All the agony came out as tears. Doctor's words were ringing in her ears , he was lucky to survive. The thought that anything otherwise could have happened was making her convulse with more tears.

He felt like a heavy rock has been placed on his head, It took sometime for him to remember what had happened. His right arm was feeling weird. His left hand however was feeling alive, reason it was clasped by another hand. He opened his eyes to find Arohi sleeping with her head rested on the bed, his hand in hers in a tight grip next to her face. His thumb caressed her cold cheek. He did not know how long he was doing that. Arohi woke when the bright light touched her face. 'Arjun' she sat up with a start, then saw that he was awake. 'Arjun' she said this time with a choked voice. He tried to smile and winced when the cut on his cheek hurt. Tears flowed from her eyes. He wanted to wipe them. The doctor came for rounds. He was advised to stay in the hospital for another 24 hours and then they could go home. He will have to take complete rest until his cast can be removed and he is able to walk, you have to take really good care of him' he told Arohi. She nodded thinking she will take care of him all her life. She did not leave any leaf unturned the next 24 hours, she was there in the bat of an eye. She refused to go home to take some rest. She was in the same dress sans the jewels. Still there was something bothering him, she hardly looked into his eyes. She spoke very less with a nod or a yes or a no with Arjun. He did not blame her, after all he had been rude to her the day before. 'Arohi' he wanted to say her name but some lump in his throat was blocking all that he wanted to say. Arohi on the other hand was also suffering silently. She had not called her parents, she did not want to scare them when they were already in trouble. She did not want to call Arjun's daadi based on his repeated objections to her and daadi's interaction.

The manager helped them home. Once he was made to settle on the bed, the manager left. Arohi closed the door and sat next to Arjun. 'Arohi' he could finally say. Then the tears poured out again. This time she broke down. 'Sshh I am going to be fine' he said unable to reach out. 'This is all my fault' she said among sniffles 'If I had not planned all that nothing would have happened to you. I am so sorry, forgive me Arjun, I will never fight with you again. It is all because of me' Arjun who was first shaken by her tears was now shocked. 'Look at me' he said, she did not 'Arohi look at me please'. She finally managed to. 'This is not your fault ok. I was driving at high speed. I should not have stormed out like that, then this would not have happened'. She was not convinced. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand. 'it hurts me to see you hurt, it hurts a lot here' she said pointing her heart 'I wish it was me' she said eyes welling up again. It must have hit him directly in the heart because even without any bruise he felt an ache there. Just to think that if she was in the car at that time gave him a jolt in the stomach. No it was best she was not with him at that time. 'I am glad it is not you' he said holding her hand. He tried to smile, she did. Smile on her face and tears in her eyes, that is what he remembered rest of the day. 'Arohi, did you inform anyone?' she said no. He was surprised. 'everyone in Bombay are already in trouble. and I did not know if you wanted me to tell daadi or not. Shall I call her?' 'No' he said 'thanks for not telling her. 'News of another accident would have weakened her. I will talk to her soon'. She did not question further, but she had a new wave of thought, may be everything is not well between his daadi and him, that is why she was not at their wedding and they seldom talk. With more pressing things on mind she quickly let go of this.

The next three weeks she took care of him like he was a baby. She was there the instant he thought of her. She dressed his wounds. Gave him a sponge bath, changed his clothes, fed him, slept next to him, so she can wake up at any movement. She did all that only a wife can do. He noticed every time he winced in pain she had tears in her eyes and wiped them so he did not see, but he saw. He started to bear the pain without showing. After his mom no one had actually cried for him. Her tears for his pain had begun to cause a new sensation in him. It was making his heart ache but it did not hurt, it was more desirable. After two weeks of complete rest Arjun was feeling a little better.

Arohi had just showered. She wore a plain white top and a cotton gray and black bandhini printed skirt that stopped just below the knees. She had quickly wiped her wet hair leaving it still damp when she came to him. It had been more than an hour she had gone he was waiting for her. Her simple attire and a beautiful smile acted as a sensual combination on him. He watched her move around the room, how the skirt swayed as she walked, her bare foot taking soft steps. He noticed she did not have anything except her earrings on. When he was still checking her out she came with his change of clothes.

She smiled again. Without uttering a word he followed all her instructions. She helped him walk to the wash area. He knew what would happen next. She would make him take support of the shower bars, then undress him give him a sponge bath without hesitation. He had told her he would manage but she wouldn't listen.

Today however he wished she wouldn't do that as he could sense the changes going on in his body. Making small talk she undressed him. It took all the effort he could manage to remain calm till she was done and he was back in the bed. But then everything lost control. She bent over him to adjust the pillows. Her damp hair was falling repeatedly on her face, she was tired of pushing it back. He lifted his left hand and tucked it behind the ears. Then his thumb traveled down her cheeks and caressed her lips. The difference in this touch made Arohi slow down what she was doing. He pressed his thumb on her lower lip. Then holding her cheeks with one hand he brought her face closer to his. She bent her face down till their lips touched. Then he captured them with his. 'aaah' he said satisfied. His verbal expression made her blush. He sucked on her lower lip and felt her tongue on his upper lip. He darted his tongue inside her mouth for a duel. Her breasts were pressing the side of his chest. The thin fabric of her top did not conceal the soft pressure. His hand brushed her thighs through the skirt then moved under her top to caress her waist. He pushed her top up, unhooked her bra and cupped her breast. A heavy breath escaped her. He knew just like him she too was on fire. He tugged on her top indicating her to take it off. He was aroused completely and it did not go unnoticed by her. She was in the same state. Both of them knew they cannot do anything about it. 'Arjun, we can't' she said. He did not insist further but the kissing and touching continued. Sensing the growing need in herself Arohi decided to move away, she did not want to cause anymore discomfort to him. But the look of disappointment on his face stopped her. She realized moving away was causing him more discomfort. Just a little more won't hurt she thought and leaned back to capture his lips. She looked in his eyes that were full of desire. She decided to give him what he wanted. To his surprise she bared herself to the waist, leaned over and kissed him getting ready for his sweet torture. He buried his face in the softness he craved for, offering kisses. When she arched back he captured one in his mouth and flicked his tongue over. She squeezed his shoulder. His hand moved under her skirt wanting more. There was no way they could stop. She undressed completely shedding her shyness. Straddling him, she slowly pushed herself down taking him in. He groaned when he was surrounded by her warmth which gave him incredible feeling and also a devastating longing. Filling him inside soothed her as well. She moved while he continued his fondling, kissing and suckling of her breasts. She moved her hands across his chest feeling every inch of it. She cupped his face and kissed him first gently then more vigorously when he pressed her back caging her to his chest. When the tempo increased she spread his hand out and clasped it with hers, lips kissing, chests pushing against each other, they attained their release with rapid pulsations. She collapsed over him catching her breath. They both had needed this. This love making was not just desire but a means to soothe their aching hearts. Which Arjun could feel this time, the restlessness had reduced, his mind was relaxed, but his heart had that unique ache that had started just recently. All the shyness she had shed returned back to her when she lifted her face. He caressed her cheeks 'Thanks' he said. She moved next to him and rested on his arm. Pulling a blanket over them, she asked 'I did not hurt you anywhere right' with concern on her face. He nodded a no. not in a million years you can't hurt me, you have made me relax so much I feel like I can just get up and fly. Satisfied she slept. He was awake for a long time watching her sleep. She had not asked him even once why he said all that he did at the surprise party, why he left her, infact he had literally told her he did not love her, he had not even told her that he was coming back, still she had taken charge of all his needs, she had been stern when he refused to eat something, she had been coaxing when he was adamant, she had waited patiently when he was talking to his manager, she had been so careful in dressing his bruises, how can he forget the tears she had when he winced as she touched a raw wound like she was responsible for them, 'it hurts me to see you hurt' she had said, did he even deserve this, he asked himself. His arm tightened around her. 'I am sorry Arohi' he muttered to himself.

When he was completely all right he went back to work. Arohi was happy that he was healed. She had held herself responsible for all this. When he was at work he was restless, that ache in his heart was increasing. He then remembered what Arohi had said 'it hurts here' she said pointing her heart. Was he hurting too like her. That sounded like an answer. But he was incapable of love. He was not made for love. He tried to brush off that thought. But there she was again standing in front of him in that sleeveless red and white salwar, just like the way she looked when they first made love. Then she vanished. He tried to focus on the files in front of him, there she was arching back with her eyes closed, the same way when he had kissed her neck. He got up from his chair, walking to the window he looked down, there she was waving at him from the street. He went outside in the main hall with all the cubicles. 'Sir, how are you feeling now. Arohi mam was so freaked out, she almost fainted' 'She was crying all the way to the hospital sir, and then doctor said you were lucky to survive, she was so distraught we had to shake her' 'you are very lucky to have Arohi mam as you wife' they continued to congratulate him upon his recovery. He thanked everyone and came back to his room with the pain in his heart worsened. He desperately wanted to see her. He told his manager to take care of everything and rushed out.

When he reached home she was relaxing in the terrace swing, reading a book. She was surprised to see him. First she thought he was not feeling well then when he told he came to see her, she laughed it off, she had not believed it, she did not think he would leave work to come and see her? it was not her fault he had always given her the impression that work was more than her. She went inside to make coffee for them both he walked out in the terrace, even thought it was early evening it was cool. He sat on the swing. He saw a book next to him. It was overturned at the page she was reading. It was a book of quotations, there in the center was one that caught his eye.

"I love you the more in that I believe, you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else." ~ John Keats

He read the lines again, and read it again, it was like the question to his pain was answered, it was like Arohi herself was saying those lines. He was in the zone where he could perceive only one meaning from the quote that he loved her too. He kept the book aside got up and walked to the railing, watching the horizon the clouds and the vast sky he told himself again, yes he loved her too. He smiled and then laughed running his hand through his hair.

He turned around hearing her footsteps, the way he was looking at her made her question 'what happened?'. He came to her a lot has happened, I might have begun to like you for my own sake. 'I have to tell you something' he said.

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