Drabbles: 30. Episode XXXI- Return of the Jallad (Pg 95) [Note Pg 98] - Page 18

Originally posted by: sariarshi97

Wonderful!!!

Originally posted by: NicklausBarbie

Such an intense update ..
Continue soon dear..
Can't wait to read their interaction :)

Originally posted by: sslmay11

You have captured the emotions very beautifully. I could feel the anticipation of that ambience. Great writing dear. I ave started to look forward your work now...

Originally posted by: Malini1

Awesome, waiting for next update.

Originally posted by: T.R.A

Aww...I just love all your drabbles❤️

Finally he is in home

Continue soon :)

Originally posted by: shagun-rocks

loved, absolutely loved this installment...so rudra finally gets to know that she stayed back...

Originally posted by: Suni

At last he's back and now you are making us wait to read about their meeting? Not fair!😭

Loved, loved this chapter. I could almost see her flitting around restlessly waiting for him.

You have such a gift for writing. Looking forward to more stories.

Originally posted by: Exprimere

No dialogues, but very expressive. Of course, blame it all on the dupatta!

Looking forward to the next :)

Originally posted by: dreamwinner

He have been thirsting for her one glimpse

and the girl is trying to hide herself. Is it

difficult to understand what heart wants

Lovely update

Originally posted by: vaish912

Just read everything ..this is just brilliant ! ..I can so imagine every little thing u hv wriiten here in RR n I so wish some one frm RR read this n take inspiration .. I mean with the talent of actors they have It will be like totally awesome .. Wow! Write soon ..

If Rudra were ever asked what the greatest insult in the world was, he'd probably say Coward!'

And then he'd silently dare you to call him that with one hand on his revolver holster.

At the moment however, Rudra was unabashedly feigning fatigue to hide away from the rest of the family.

Cowardice was apparently very subjective.

And if you pointed this out to him, he would inform you in a biting tone that he was indeed tired of dealing with his family's exhausting combination of concern, curiosity, thinly veiled barbs, and molly-coddling. He was not an invalid, damn it!

Although he'd lived in near solitary confinement over the past month, it was the peace and quiet of his own room that he craved. And answers.

But to his annoyance, the only one who could provide answers had been assiduously avoiding him since lunch time.

Rudra had showered, shaved, dressed his wounds, and should ideally have been taking a nap, but sleep was completely out of the question until a certain orange-clad figure made its reappearance in his room.

Rudra prowled around his room impatiently. She would have to come here sooner or later.

Soon enough, the door opened a crack and she slipped into the room like a splash of sunshine.

Rudra had kept a tight leash on his tongue. Irritation and a desperate longing warred in his veins, and he had no idea what he'd end up saying if he opened his mouth. And so he waited for her to come to him, his stance impassive.

She was nervous. He could tell by the way she pleated and unpleated the edge of her dupatta.

"Woh... I know you had asked me to leave before you came back, and I was going to as well, but then you were declared missing, and how could I? Bapusa would have been devastated, and Kakasa would have been so hurt as well, not to mention Sunehri. Kakisa needed my help too. How could I leave them and go? But I'll go now-- as soon as you want me to. But-- I've been thinking about it ever since-- what do we possibly tell everyone?"

The words came thick and fast. Rudra had to bend his head closer to catch all of it, and it was doubtful that he had.

But whatever he understood seemed to put him in a better mood than he'd been in since his arrival.

Parvati looked up expectantly, her fingers stilling in their task as she caught sight of the unfathomable gentleness in his eyes.

"Nothing."

"What?"

"We say nothing. You can't possibly leave now when I'm unwell and everyone needs you. What would your Bapusa and Sunehri think?"

Parvati studied his face with its familiar scars and rugged lines and forbidding expression--a slow comprehension dawning in her eyes. The frown faded from her forehead and the corners of her mouth tilted upwards in a barely perceptible smile.

"You're right. I would hate to disappoint Sunehri."