Both Shivaay and Om turned towards the voice. Rudra was standing at the doorway, eye glazed and his body swaying slightly.
"What are you doing up? You are suppose to be in bed", Shivaay asked Rudra but he doubted Rudra was even listening. On closer inspection, Rudra seem to only be half awake, barely noticing his surrounding.
"Hmmm...woke up...alone...hate it". Rudra slurred, voice heavy with sleep. Shivaay and Om, felt guilty at that.
Shivaay, with Om's help, gently guided Rudra back to the room. Rudra mumbled continuously all the way. When they finally got him to bed, Shivaay exchanged looks with Om. They both smiled at each other and quietly slips into bed, with Rudra safely protected between them.
The next morning, Svetlana cam by the house and before Shivaay can stop him, Om approached her.
"What do you want from Rudra?" Om's voice shook as he tried to control the surge of fury he was experiencing. Shivaay looked on utterly helpless, wanting to cut in but afraid to break Om's thread of self control. Swetlana threw a steely glance at the brothers. She looked the perfect seductress with her soft luscious lips which had a hint of smile.
"What are you talking about Omkara?" Shivaay looked at the woman in amazement. She sounded perfectly calm meeting the eyes of Omkara. Omkara stared right back at her, his eyes set ablaze with unmistakable loathe.
"Why are you after my brother?" Om spat out. Shivaay's eyes widened as Swetlana smiled complacently.
"Omkara, you have no right superior to mine to bother about Rudra. I love Rudra. What happens betwee us shouldnt ever bother you. If you want to know the reason, well ask your father." She smirked. "And Shivaay, Love is a complicated thing, I trust you understand this. Please teach your brother the same." She glanced at Omkara scornfully.
"Swetlana!" Om's voice echoed across the hall. Swetlana threw a look of contempt, turned around and left.
Shivaaye was seeing her leaving, the smile and the confidence in her eyes was disturbing him, never she had the audacity to speak in front of Omkara. actually no one could dare speak in front of an angry Omkara, but this woman was, such a confidence could only come by truthfulness or a very strong reason. She behaved as if she had more rights over Rudra than him.
"What kind of a woman is she," Shivaaye's chain of thoughts was broken by Om's voice, "Never have I met a more disgraceful woman. Dare you talk to her again," Om turned to Rudra, not capable of holding his anger anymore, "Henceforth I will always remain with you and you will interact with only those I ask you too. Understood." The half dizzy Rudra was woken up by this sudden shout.
Shivaaye helplessly looked at Omkara. To the world, Om was the calmest and most mature Oberoi of this generation, but only Shivaaye knew that it was only till his loved ones and their lives are in Om's control. His dominating nature was not hidden from Shivaaye or Rudra and they always happily succumbed to it butthe Rudra in front of them was still an empty slate, Om could not behave with him in the manner he did earlier.
Rudra was also afraid by this rage of Om and clung onto Shivaaye, a smile appeared on Shivaaye's face, this clinging generally happened onto Omkara, and Shivaaye felt so jealous, but this time it was him.
Om quickly realized the mess he had just created. "I am sorry for shouting Rudra," he said calmly, "I never intended to get angry at you, but the audacity of that woman just angered me" he started brushing Rudra's hair by his hands and continued, "She is not at all important for us, we shall not even talk about her, but you know I hate her so much that... "
"Please O", Rudra said with much more confidence this time, "Don't repeat your I don't want to talk about her and still talking about her and then talking only about her session for this lady like you did for Ishana."
Shivaaye and Om exchanged a glance and looked at Rudra who was looking confused, "What did I just say?", Rudra asked, "And who is Ishana? Is she a real person? If no then why did her name just popped out of my mouth and if yes then why didn't I ever meet her?"
"Don't bother yourself with so many questions Rudra,", Om replied affectionately, "Yes she was a real person in our I mean my life, but not that important that you should think of her. Even I don't think of her anymore"
Rudra saw both these strangers who were his brothers smiling, they were genuinely happy that he had recalled about something, they are sacrificing everything for him, how come their concern and affection be so fake, Swetlana was definitely lying, but then why don't these two tell him about that lady
While Om was happily caressing Rudra, Shivaaye was in some other thought, the first time Rudra saw Swetlana, he recalled about his diet plan and this time he recalled the Ishana episode, how is this possible that whenever he meets Swetlana he recalls something or the other, was there a connect, however might Om disagree but Swetlana was contributing in Rudra's recovery.
Om didn't know to be happy or sad. He was happy that Rudra was slowly regaining his memory back but not happy with the fact that Swetlana was contributing to this. He hated that woman. How dare she tell she had more right over Rudra than himself and SHivaay did! Bunch of carrots to feed him. But then she had also mentioned about Mr. Oberois. Did he have something to do with this? Well, right or wrong with nothing to lose, he went to Tej's room.
Om : Mr. Oberoi. I want to talk to you about something.
Te : Om. Do come in. Yes. What was it u want to talk about.
Om : Mr. Oberoi. Swetlana was here today..
He noticed Tej clutch the couch's end tightly with this hands. His suspicions grew more.
Tej: "Why was she here?"
Om: "To see Rudra?"
Tej: "Why did she come to see Rudra?"
Om: "Exact question back to you, Mr. Oberoi ? Why did she come to see Rudra ? Why does she care about him so much ? She has no rights to see him ?? ANd the nerve of that woman to say that she has more right ober Rudra than me and Shivaay. What is exactly going on, Mr. Oberoi?"
Tej: "Why do you ask me?"
Om: "That woman told me you know something. ANd I want to know what you are hiding from us."
Tej: "I dnt know anything.. Rudra is you brother.. That's all."
Om: "But Mr. Oberoi. I did not ask anything about Rudra. Yet you speak about him. I've seen the way Maa behaves around Rudra. She cares about him but not ass much as she does to me. ANd wheenever Swetlana is around, you usher Rudar out of the room and you look panicked. What is it exactly that you are hiding from me, Mr. Oberoi! WHatever it is, you just proved that its about Rudra. Just tell me what is it!"
Tej: "Rudra is mine and Svetlana's son!"
Om couldn't believe his ears, he definitely knew that Rudra was technically his half brother (practically he was much more than a brother to him) but Swetlana...
Tej suddenly started laughing. "What, did you expect I would answer this?" he replied to a confused looking Om. "There is no such secret, you know it very well that Jhanvi doesn't care for Rudra as much as she cares for you as he reminds her of our past which we both want to forget. And Swetlana is trying to use that lack of motherly affection poured onto Rudra to get into our house. She always wanted to get close to Rudra so that Rudra would team with her like you team with your mom, earlier Rudra just didn't pay any heed, but now that he is in such a vulnerable condition, he is falling in Swetlana's trap. As you know I have broken all ties with her, so it is all the more important for her to get close to someone from our family and Rudra is the best option as on date. This is the reason I don't want her to confront Rudra."
Om looked suspiciously at Tej, he wanted to believe on Mr. Oberoi but the eyes of Mr. Oberoi were too shaky to let Om trust in him, plus he could not believe that any one even someone like Mr. Oberoi could joke about an illegitimate relation and child. There was definitely something more to it but what? he didn't know. "I hope you are saying the truth Mr. Oberoi," Om said, "You know how much I hate lies."
Tej's gaze went down at the last line of Om making Om all the more suspicious.