Part two
Things started to get normal I have my family, that's what matter to me most and I started feeling better. After few days ma reasoned with papa that they should inform Prashant family what happened papa was okay about it, thinking it's his brothers family they wouldn't be having any problem, ma decide to make the call from the hospital itself, I heard her talking on phone and I got a feeling this is going to be bad and it did she came back with a dull face and said it was Prashant mom she requested that the bride price would be returned immediately what will they do with me, that I have no dignity now. They can't get their son married to an immoral girl, what will people say when they get to know. All my parent efforts to make my wedding a big day went into the drain. I have no courage to live again but when I looked at my parent they even seemed worried than me ma was restless papa was hurt and depressed he never imagined his brother could do this, does that mean being rich makes one dump his family if that is the case then I would never like to be rich I thought to myself I prefer our middle class family.
The next day everything was quite different papa has accepted the real truth, Prashant can't get married to me. My report came after a while by the same man yes Dr. Yash scindia but today he doesn't look cheery like the other days, he wore a dull face and handed the report to papa, I later got to know I was hypertensive at the age 23, which was quite early. The same day the police came to interrogate me but papa refused because of media trouble. So they were able to convince papa that I should only identify the suspect. I was given photos of suspect and I was able to identify two out of the four monsters, they thanked me and told me that the same two escaped from the prison on the same day I was raped, and I recalled the police siren I heard maybe there were being chased but who could the other two be, the police assured me and my parent the other two culprit won't be difficult to trace them since they have two in their custody. They informed us this will be a confidential matter and we should trust them and they will let us know on any improvement.
The same young man Dr. Yash scindia started spending long hours with me, telling me stories from his life experience and other patients with same case as mine and it was terrible to know that some died of heart attack while some committed suicide after being discharged. To my greatest surprise I was beginning to get much better. From there I got to know he was from a very influential family, his parent had died in a plane crash living only him and his younger brother prateek who is same age as Aman. He told me that he could have choose to follow his father's foot step and be a business man, but no, he wanted to help people, be a positive part of their lives, that is why he choose to be a doctor. I thanked him and appreciate his kind gestures over and over again but he always says that I am making him feel embarrassed as it was his duty to help people. Days passed, but even with his tight schedules he still created time to come and see me and how I was doing. I realized that he is not only handsome from outside but also handsome from the inside; he has a soft heart and I even learnt that he also spends some quality time at the hospital nursery. He paid my bills for all the tests I went through and also bought provisions for me. I really didn't know how to show him my gratitude, and I began to wonder, did this man saved my life as his responsibility as he claimed or there is something behind it because he spend more time with me than with other patients and whenever he talks to me, I find myself drown and lost in an unknown island, all what he was saying doesn't matter to me anymore, it was just him and he keeps on talking but most of the time I just kept staring at him. I couldn't help imagining how handsome he is, a nice, soft and generous heart. There was something particularly that his eyes were trying to reveal to me but I had no clue and couldn't figure out what. He kept encouraging me that what had happened had happen and this is not the end of my life, I can be strong and pick up the pieces of my life and move on or choose to start afresh. He understood my pains almost more than I do. I started feeling different and getting crazy thought; this man is no ordinary man I thought to myself, when he is around me either in the room or in the hospital serene garden which I started spending some time there because of it charismatic nature than stay in the room I find myself shivering as if I am been bathed in a snow covered ocean.
Few more days passed and I decide to check the calendar, I have being in the hospital for two weeks, the nurse came into the room for my medication, I asked her when I will get discharged and she informed me till reports have shown a positive result then I will get discharged and everything has to pass through Dr. yash who has been out of town for three days for some conference meeting with doctors across the state. She told me he had informed her In the morning to let me know he won't be in office for three days and she got occupied and forgot to inform me, no wonder I didn't see him in the morning I thought to myself. Within those day he was missing I decide to occupy myself doing something and I began visiting the nursery, the kids there melt your heart and they make you forget the outside world with their innocence, how I so wish I could turn into them but it was reality. During this period the police came back with their investigation and we got to know that the four culprits are in their custody and investigations found out only the three of them raped me and they were all on the influence of drugs and alcohol. The first two I identified previously escaped from the prison after being charge for smuggling drugs into the country and the other two were their accomplice and they got out of police hands before being caught. The police in charge of the case handed me their picture, I went through those monster picture and the last one... I was shocked beyond imagination, seeing my impression, Ma and papa took the picture at the sight of it Ma fell onto the floor and the picture slipped away from Papa's hand.
Tat! My dear friends I stop here for today, hope u all will enjoy it..
I think I have made a lots of mistake here, please do help point them out, I will be careful next time. Thank you.😊
Now homework again whose picture could it be that gave shock to the Dubey's.
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Next part might be up before the weekend ends.. not so sure so don't raise your hopes high. Will try my best okay?..😳