Cotd from yesterday
Rudra woke up to hear Maya sniffling from the bed. He walked up to her to see that she was almost thrashing in bed due to some nightmare.
Not sure, he kept his hand on her shoulder and she jerked up.
"You were having a nightmare"
"Sorry"
"No worries, have some water," he passed her the glass and watched as she fell back into a slumber.
He had to get help for her. He couldn't hide her ina room forever, nor could he restrict her freedom, and what if the memory loss took a toll on her, that is, if she had memory loss.
He looked at the clock that read 1.25. He opened the chat on his phone and sighed in relief to see the status "online".
Rudra-can I call you?
Reciever-Sure, bud, your uncle O is always there for you.
His phone vibrated in his hand, so he receive the call and stepped out of the room
"Hello uncle O,"
"Rudra, my boy! Bolo, kaise yaad kiya iss nacheez ko?"
"Uncle, can an accident cause memory loss?"
"So finally buddhe ki yaad chali hi gayi?"
"Buddha? Nahi uncle, Dad thikh hai, main kisis aur ki baat raha hoon,"
"Oh accha, sorry, batao,"
"I have a... Friend... Who had met with a accident a week back and now says she can't remember anything,"
"Then who is taking care of her?"
"Woh, actually,"
"Rehne do, yeh sab milke baat karte hai, can you get her to Delhi?"
"I don't know, I could try,"
"If not, I have a friend in Mumbai, who is also a specialist in the field,"
Rudra knew he couldn't afford to meet anyone in Mumbai, else MJ would get to know of it.
"Nahi uncle, I'll get her to Delhi,"
"And son, make sure she doesn't stress herself. Koi bhi aisi cheez, jo usko taqleed de, that should be destroyed,"
"Yes uncle,"
Rudra disconnected the call, made the ticket bookings and searched for a flat on rent, knowing that if MJ knows he is using any of thier properties, Rudra's plan will be messed up.
The next day, he sneaked into the kicthen and made a quick break butter jam sandwich and took it upstairs for her.
After she freshened up, he made sure she had her breakfast and gave her a novel to read and went downstairs to join his family for breakfast.
Then he called his friend in Delhi, who confirmed that he will find a flat for him.
"Go inside the washroom,"
"Kya?" Mayaa looked at him in utter confusion.
"Just do as I am saying,"
Hr locked her in, half scared that she might have a panic attack inside and yelled his gut out.
Anatara rushed in.
"Rudra, kya hua?"
"Yeh Maya ki cheezein yahaan kya kar rahi hai? umesh! Umesh!"
The meek servant enetered the room.
"I thought I told you to throw away these thibgs,!"
"Sorry sir,"
"Koi nahi! Abhi tum aur main, yeh saari cheezein phekenge,"
"But sir, MJ sir has ordered me,"
"As if I care!" He roared.antara sighed.
"Umesh, you stay here, I'll see what MJ needs." She left.
"Umesh, pack a few of Maya's things, clothes, toiletries in that bag and destroy the rest," he said softly, confusing the servant.
Outside, carpenter sturggled to open the jammed back door.
Rudra sneaked Maya out from the front door, carried and kept their bags in the car and ordered the driver to take her to the airport.
"Dad, I am leaving for Hyderabad,"
"To meet the writer Anu was talking about?"
"Yes."
"All the best,"
When Rudra stepped out, MJ ordered Aamir to keep an eye on him.
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