FF: Ankahee | Completed - Page 12

Loved vikram even if he loves madhu he never ever tried to break the rk bala bond like maya .He knows that she only meant for RK.And RK he is not the one who is culprit he missed madhu n he asked madhu for hug n maya utilised n misused the situation for her so called love 🤢.n here everyone is hating RK n blaming him the real bitch is hiding away n what is her punishment mooh chupake baitna good friend bhi nahin hai woh .oh god my poor madhu is suffering RK jaldi uske paas pahonch jao.she already become a dead soul.

fabb update...finally we got to know where madhu is!!!

Luv it ...TK u r amazing writer...Waiting 4 meeting

Originally posted by: teekay

Hey, I do remember you. I think I sent you quite a few PMs as well, if I remember. Anyway, thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it and I am glad you caught up before this ends (only a few chapters left, finally! This is ginormous!)

Ur kidding right? Only a few chapters left? Seriously? That broke my heart...lol...I think I got real attachef to the story that i wasn't expecting it to finish anytime soon...I really am loving this story thats why!!...but I guess all good things have to come to an end...but hopefully u will write another story right???

What 😲 only few chapters r left 😔. n i thought that this thread is dedicated to ANKAHEE of RK😛 yaar TK plz dont end this beautiful story this soon. I really love this story so much.❤️ n now its getting more interested bcz culprit himself is suffering. Plz dont make madhu forgive him soon .n when they confront each other plz make her remind him each n every incident where he ignored her completely , gave more priority/importance to maya than her , snapped at her bcz of maya n defended maya n his relation wid her infront of madhu.plz make her tell him dat she always knew abt his secret talks , meetings, phone convo/msgs wid maya which he kept hidden from her. plz make her tell him abt his blabberings when he was heavily drunk on maya's bday. plz make her ask him wud he have admitted his cheating if she had not caught them red handed . when he asks for forgiveness plz make her ask him wud he have forgiven her if she had kissed her friend on her birthday in their very sweethome behind his back.

What an update taru??? Face off between RK and Vikram was so nice, now waiting eagerly for the real face off between RK and Madhu.

very very interesting⭐️ between rk & vikram... loved vikram👏... waiting for the next update...of rk & madhu face eachother... please can we get it soon..😭

Chapter 37

Madhu pushed back her chair and rubbed her eyes. Her head was pounding and she was feeling nauseous again. Why was it called morning sickness if it kept coming and going all day, she rued as her eyes went to the wall clock. It was almost 7 pm. She decided to call it a day and walk back home.

Her body hurt; as she stood up her eyes went to the pills on her table and she remembered she had forgotten her afternoon medicine yet again. "Sorry baby" she apologized aloud and quickly popped in her pills and grabbed some almonds as she walked out admonishing herself. She had promised herself - no, she had promised her child - two weeks back that she would build a new life for her child's sake and she would be strong, independent and responsible. Her doctor had told her that she was very weak and highly anemic and her stress was affecting the fetus badly. She couldn't let any further harm come to her baby.

Because the baby was all she had now.

The baby, that was all there was in her present and her future. The baby, that was her only support in her fight with herself to obliterate the memories of her past. The past was past, she had decided two weeks back the day she had finally steeled herself to sign off her past in the form of her divorce papers. But had she really written off the past? Was it as easy to cut off her all ties and forget everything? Could you just decide something like that? Especially when your past is the foundation of her future, because after all, the one thing Madhu couldn't ignore was that her child was not just her sole hope for the future, it was also a constant reminder of the past.

Of her love. Of Rishabh.

As Madhu threw her jacket on and started walking to her new one-bedroom apartment, the dilemma which had constantly been on her mind returned to her. Should she tell Rishabh about their child? Could she? No, she had decided she wouldn't, right? She had decided that she would exit completely from Rishabh's life, so he could reshape his life such that he could be happy.

Without guilt or obligation.Without the sense of duty with which he had loved and married Madhu.Without the restraints that had probably kept him away from obtaining his true happiness and true love.

She wanted RK happy, and she had finally realized that his happiness did not include her. His life story, his love story had no place for Madhu. Destiny had proved that to her. Madhu had been fighting Destiny all this while but ultimately, she had lost and Madhu had finally realized how unfair and selfish her fight was. She had held on to RK for the selfish needs of her own love, but she had taken away from him his real happiness - and Maya's - by forcing herself in his life.

It wasn't fair. She had to let go.

She knew she had to strangle every part of her that still yearned for Rishabh. She knew she had to move on. And she knew she was being selfish in keeping her baby to herself, because she couldn't live without the baby, even though the truth was that it was as much RK's baby as it was hers. Maybe he wouldn't want the baby anyway, but he may blame her for carrying the child without discussing with him. Or he may felt guilty and trapped again. Or maybe, he would want the child as well, but then not only would he jeopardise his own happiness, he might want to be a part of their life. The last bit scared her, not the least because Madhu felt she wasn't strong enough to see RK be a part of her child's life and yet stay away from him. Because no matter how much she rationalized, no matter how stoned she felt her heart had now become, the truth of Madhu's life was and shall always be that it wasn't blood but Rishabh's love that flowed through her veins and kept her alive.

Still, the selfishness of her decision nagged at her. At one level, she was preserving her happiness, and possibly RK's by keeping him away from his child. At another, she was not only taking a father away from his child, she was taking her child away from his father's love. Instinctively, Madhu's hand went to her stomach and she caressed her two and a half month old baby.

"Can you forgive Mommy for keeping you far from your Daddy. Your Daddy is the best, the most loving, the most honorable man, my child...but your mother is weak and selfish. Would you let me love you for both of us?" she asked as she walked, wiping away the stray tears that escaped her eyes.

Crying was against the rules of her new life. She wouldn't cry any more, she had told herself when she had survived the darkest night of her life. That night had been like a tsunami that had destroyed everything she had and everything she believed. For hours, the aftermath had left her numb. But when dawn came, she looked at the ruins of the destruction with fresh eyes and recognized the truths that had been staring her in her face all along. The night dissolved with itself all the needs, desires, insecurities, fears and hopes of old Madhu and with the first light of the morning, all she was left with was five things.

The first was a heart that had frozen so it couldn't feel pain anymore, so Madhu threw it in a box and locked it away. The second was a bagful of truths that told her she had to leave and go somewhere so far she couldn't be found. The third was the memory of a promise which she couldn't break, which meant that somehow, she had to find a way to live. The fourth was her child, which was probably Destiny's way of giving her a hope and a purpose to live, now that she had to. And the fifth, the fifth was her love, which despite everything, had proved strangely resilient and undying. Madhu convinced herself that the love she had already received was still hers to keep, and the love still inside her was her battle to fight. With that knowledge and with that determination, Madhu stood up, gathered the five things and left for the airport before she could be noticed. Everything else she ever had, she left behind - her marriage, her rights as a wife, her needs, her friends, her innocence, her dreams, her home, her faith, her tears, her smiles and her Rishabh.

She had to, because the baggage that she already had was more than what she could carry.

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Madhu stopped at the park close to her home to watch children playing on the swings. She often sat here in the evenings. It gave her a sense of peace she so desperately seeked. At some level, she was surprised to be alive. Even knowing she was pregnant, she never thought the mother in her would be strong enough to survive the deaths of the child, the lover and the wife she had been. But here she was anyway, trying to build a fragile world which only had room for her and her child. Here she was, sitting alone in an unknown city, yet for the first time in her life, not feeling lonely.

She still had decisions to make ahead of her. She had to move to India at some point because her visa made it hard for her to continue to live here while she was pregnant. Vikram, the only person from her past who was still connected to her, although by a thin thread as she was deliberately keeping him away, had been asking her to move back. But she couldn't go back to Delhi. Maybe she would take the job offer in Bangalore her company wanted her to take. It was less prestigious, but it didn't matter. All she cared for was the anonymity. And of course, she had to decide when, if ever, would she tell RK about their child. Or the child about its daddy. It was bound to come out some day, even if in the very distant future. Should she wait that long and live with the consequences of her selfishness when they arose? Madhu closed her eyes and tried not to think of anything. The stress wasn't good for her, she knew. But as soon as she closed her eyes, Rishabh's face appeared. A wave of physical pain shot through her. She held her breathe and waited for the pang to pass, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Darkness had set in. Madhu stood up and walked up to her apartment. As she exited the elevator, her feet froze. Her face lost color and her heart stopped beating. It was Rishabh, sitting on the floor in front of her apartment door. He looked up, and their eyes met from several feet away. His face was pale, unshaven. His eyes were cracked as if his tears had frozen in them. Madhu's lip quivered. From nowhere, a feeling of deja vu arrived. From nowhere, a memory flashed before Madhu's eyes and she felt like if she took another step, she would back into a moment she had already lived. She closed her eyes and willed for this to be a hallucination. But it wasn't, tears that were communicating with their counterparts across the corridor told her a couple seconds later.

Destiny embraced Madhu, like a mother hugging her child tightly close to her chest to protect her from the incoming dust-storm. The mother in Madhu in turn needed to protect her child, so, for the first time in her life, Madhu turned her back to Rishabh and started to walk away.