I have replied to all comments. Here's next.Ch 2~Madad~{Help}"Here's your choco-chip ice-cream," he handed over a cone of ice-cream to a little girl, and she jumped in excitement before taking the ice-cream with both her hands and biting into it."What's in that?" She asked curiously, pointing over to a box that he placed on the back seat of the car and himself came to the front seat to drive."More ice-cream!" He said narrowing his eyes and smiling cutely, "For your mom. She's very angry on both of us, you know?""Haww" the little girl covered her ice-cream covered lips with her fingers, "ice-cream will cool her down!" and she giggled and hi-five-d him with her sticky ice-cream-ed fingers. It was the time of early dawn, birds could be heard chirping from distant places, the air was breezy and the sun was not yet up.He pinched the little girl's cheeks and kissed over her head, before starting the car and driving.*A faint, blurred figure appeared running from a distance, considerably much far away from their car. He slowed down the car, alarming himself with the probability for it to be a human being's figure. His foot stepped off the accelerator as he saw the figure closing the distance between his car and itself. At just about a meter distance, he was able to recognise the figure to be a girl, who seemed to be running as if someone was chasing her. He pressed the horn of the car to put a halt to her marathon, but she didn't stop, rather collided with his now-stationary car and fell on the road.It was a secluded area, with not even a single person striding by.He quickly got out of the car to see if the girl was alright, and his eyes widened as she laid there unconscious, her hair disheveled and one sleeve of her kurta ripped off. Her face was completely turned dry and pale.He bent down near her and scooped her in his strong arms, when he noticed blood spots on her salwar and bruises on neck and arms. His heart raced as realisation struck him hard and frantically, he placed the girl on the back seat of the car, handing the ice-cream box to the little girl sitting on the front seat.He breathed deeply to calm himself down, and drove to the hospital.*After assuring the on-start of the treatment, he came back to entrance of the hospital where the little girl stood, looking scared as ever."Mish" he knelt down to her height, "Don't be scared, baby..""Mamu.. But that auntie.. She.." she stammered and stepped close to her uncle, starting to cry."Shh. Forget it. Nothing happened. Okay? Promise me, that you will not tell anything to mumma. It's a secret between Mish and her mamu. Promise?" He softly said to her, wiping the tears off her cheeks."Promise" she held on to his hand and he hugged her close to himself."This ice-cream is spoilt now. I'll ask Mohan uncle to buy new one for you and mumma. Mamu will stay here for sometime. If mumma asks about me, tell her that mamu had some work.. Okay?" He stood up and picked up Mish in his arms, dialing the number of his driver, Mohan."Okay" she simpered, clutching his shirt collar in her palm.He waved bye to his niece and simultaneously sent his own car for cleaning, for it had got some blood marks on the seat where the girl was laid.*Going through all the formalities of the hospital, he stood outside the room where the injured girl was examined, trying to gather himself from all the things that probably had caused a sudden chaos in his life."Excuse me," the doctor's voice made him turn back to face the doctor, before glumly listening, "you can meet her if you want."He nodded slightly and walked towards the room, when he was again stopped by the doctor, "She is really scared. We were just able to ask her name from her.. Khushi. She is weak and needs ample amount of rest. And yes, please see if police is needed in her case, or something."He again just nodded his head, his face devoid of any kind of emotion.He slowly entered the room, not wanting that she gets panicky by his presence."Khushi.." He breathed out very softly, catching her attention the very second. She looked away from the window and straightened herself from her curled posture, before looking in her lap and holding back her tears."How are you feeling?" He kept his voice soft to not to scare her, maintaining a comfortable distance from her."It's hurting." She said in a muffled voice, feeling her throat fill up with tears which didn't allow her to speak properly."Why were you running? Was someone chasing you?" He asked all of a sudden and he regretted his words the next minute as she burst into tears, sobbing hard with both her palms cupping her mouth."Hey.. Hey relax.. I didn't mean to--" he moved forward and held her by her shoulder, while she continued to cry."He r..rap..raped m..me" she managed to stammer in between her painful sobs, closing her eyes as the pain became intolerable."Who?" He asked, an expression of shock covering his hard face, while a feeling of sympathy took over his heart."My husband.." Her tears lowered down to numbness, as she looked into his eyes with an agonized expression, making him gasp in shock at her answer. "Why?" He asked bewildered, his mouth gaping wide and his eyes reflecting nothing but shock.Khushi shook her head negatively and pulled her knees close to her chest, feeling so sad at the moment that her chest felt constricted.He too didn't feel like talking more to her, not having any courage to hurt her any more. Stepping back a step, he turned and went out of the room.*He felt Khushi feeling uncomfortable in getting engaged in a conversation with the police inspector and hence, he first told the inspector everything that he had noticed and she had told him."What is the name of your husband?" The inspector asked her firmly, while she looked down in her lap, not making an eye-contact with anyone.She cleared her throat before looking the inspector and speaking, "Shyam Manohar Jha."The inspector nodded and noted down the name, when a constable of his team bent down near his ear and whispered something. The police inspector got up from his seat and excused himself, promising to get back to them after examining the matter properly.*"Are you sure that you will keep her with yourself?" The doctor asked again and he nodded his head in a yes.
"She obviously can't go to her own place. Rather, I will not let her." He said in stern tune and signed her discharge papers, "She will be safe at my place till the time she tells something about her family.."
He was about to leave when the doctor stopped him. She cleared her throat and hesitantly spoke, "I suggest you to get her pregnancy test done in a week or so. She can definitely abort the child if she wants to..""I'll see to it," he nodded, sighing, and escaped the doctor's cabin.Khushi woke up feeling like she slept for days together, yet she didn't feel fresh and energetic. Her eyes opened slowly and she pulled herself into a sitting posture, looking around the room she was in. The room didn't look familiar to her, and confusion filled her nerves.She slipped out of the covers to find herself in a pale blue salwar suit, which was not the one she was wearing before passing out.She looked around; not finding anyone, she walked out of the room.There stood a man near the windows in the living room, his hands pocketed in his pant's pockets and a Bluetooth planted on his ear. He talked is a hushed voice, and abruptly stopped as he heard footsteps approaching him from behind."Who are you?" Khushi asked in a heavy voice and he turned back to look at her."You woke up? How are you feeling now?" He smiled softly at her but she continued to stare at him with an emotionless countenance."I asked you something: Who are you?" She repeated, her voice crackling as she breathed heavily."I'm Arnav. Arnav Singh Raizada."Likes and comments would be loved. -Thanks for reading- Edited by -SanjanaSobti- - 10 years ago
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