Kabir walked back and forth in his cabin seething with anger. Ananya had crossed all limits today. She had always been too aggressive and pro-active if it was something about her work but she had been all the more stubborn and tough to tame off lately and her dangerous leads always had Kabir worried for her safety. And what she did today had him enraged so bad.
Kabir was constantly trying to contact Khurana when suddenly Sunny came running to his cabin. He was sweating and panting.
"Kabir Sir woh Ananya" Sunny said hysterically.
"Ananya kya hua Ananya ko?" Kabir was getting super worried now.
"Woh sir jis politician ke bangle pe kal drugs mile the humein pata chala uske farmhouse pe child trafficking ka kaam hota hai. Hum wahin gaye the aur humein wahan se footage bhi mil gayi par isse pehle hum bhaag pate uss minister ke gundon ne humein pakad liya. Unhone mere sar pe pathar marke mujhe KKN ke bahar phenk diya aur Ananya ko wahan pe kidnap karke rakha hai..please Ananya ko bacha leejiye sir..please sir" Sunny narrated the whole incident to Kabir.
Kabir's heart raced imagining about Ananya's safety as he drove the car at jet speed...his palms were sweating and he could not come to think of what will he do if something ever happened to Ananya.
Meanwhile at the farmhouse, one of the goons splashed water on Ananya's face. She woke up with a grimace. It took her a few seconds trying to register what exactly happened with her and Sunny. As soon as she remembered Sunny being hit on his head and dragged out of the farmhouse she stood up and caught one of the goon by his collar.
"Sunny kahan hai batao mujhe...kya kiya tum logon ne uske saath... agar sunny ko kuch bhi hua na to mujhse bura aur koi nahin hoga..mujhe kamzor samajhne ki galti mat karna" she yelled and threatened them but soon one of the goons who looked totally horrendous in dark curly hair and a filthy jacket caught her by the hair and the other one tied her hands. Ananya winced with pain and struggled to free herself from his hold.
"Leave me...maine kaha chodo mujhe warna bahut pachtaoge. Tum jante nahin ho tumne kisse panga liya hai" she was constantly trying to move and free herself.
"Mujhe bataya tha RG sahib ne ki bahut bakwas karti hai tu...tujhe bandhi banake rakhna asaan nahin hoga. Par ab mujhe bhi maza aa raha hai...dekhte hain kya karti hai tu" the goon left hold of Ananya's hair with a jerk causing her eyes to squirm with pain.
Ananya's eyes widened as she heard the name of RG. Was he out of jail? How was that possible? She couldn't understand a thing.
Only then the goon's phone started ringing. It was RG. Ananya's blood was boiling and she could not control herself as soon as she saw RG's name flash on the screen of the cellphone. She tried to snatch the phone but the goon slapped her and she fell on the ground. Her forehead was bleeding. Tears pooled in Ananya's eyes as pain surged through her nerves. She winced struggling to get up.
"Theek hai RG sahib bahut achi khabar hai...aap chinta mat keejiya kaam ho jayega. Aaj yahan se Kabir Sharma nahin uski laash jayegi" the goon said and started laughing evilly.
Ananya suddenly felt her limbs go numb as soon as she heard Kabir's name. Struggling to get up she balanced her body on her elbows and moved closer to the wall, resting her back against it.
"Kya baat kar rahe the tum log mere Kabir ke bare mein...khabardaar jo Kabir ko haath bhi lagaya to haath kaat ke phenk dungi" Ananya warned with a bone-chilling animosity filled in her voice. The wrath in her eyes was enough to even scare the goon for a second.
Miffed he lunged forward and caught Ananya by her neck. She coughed and struggled to breathe.
"Bahut shaunk hai na tujhe RG sahib ke aur Shreya madam ke mooh lagne ka...Ab dekh tere saath kya hota hai. Waise bahut khushi hogi tujhe janke ki jaise hi tere aashiq pati ne tere humare paas mahfoos hone ke bare mein suna woh hai pagla sa gaya hai...yahan aa raha hai tujhe bachane ke liye...bevakoof ko ye nahin pata uski hi maut uska intezaar kar rahi hai yahan pe" the goon almost shrieked and now loosened his grip on Ananya's neck. She huffed exhausted and fell on the ground, her teary red eyes about to close.
"Kabir...Please mere Kabir ko kuch mat karna..don't touch my Kabir" she was panting and crying. Ananya's eyes were about to close when she suddenly saw a pair of muscular legs walk stealthily in her direction. The goon who hit Ananya was laughing seeing her in such a feeble condition and his back faced the shadow that strode in their direction. Ananya slowly watched the shadow proceed towards them through the wetness of her lashes and before the goon could even sense what was going to happen with him, he was hit on his head with an iron rod. He screamed and fell on the ground with a bang.
Ananya sighed as she looked at the man's face in light. It was none other than her Kabir. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she saw him safe and sound. She had been so worried for him.
Throwing the rod Kabir quickly sat on his knees and freed Ananya's hands from the rope. He noticed she was gasping for air and her eyes were about to close.
"Ananya please aankhen kholo...Ananya listen to me please...you can't sleep...talk to me Ananya" his eyes were puffy and stricken with fear. He rubbed her hands and quickly took her lips into his, pumping air into her mouth and kept on breathing into her until she recovered. After a few seconds Ananya took a deep breath and took his name with a sigh. Kabir parted their lips and wiped the sweat from her face.
"Tum theek ho na Ananya" he asked with teary eyes and she nodded slightly. Kabir pulled her fatigued body into his strong arms and gently rubbed her back.
"I love you Ananya..." was all he could say as he sobbed on her shoulder. Ananya gently stroked his hair trying to calm him and the two stood like that for a few minutes. Kabir didn't want to let go of her. He just wanted to hold her as close as possible but only then he saw RG pointing a gun in Ananya's direction. Ananya's back was facing him and Kabir's eyes broadened as he heard RG pull the trigger. In a spur of the moment Kabir turned around with a jerk and a bullet shot was heard in the air. Blood splashed all over the wall and both RG and Kabir fell on the ground. Khurana had shot RG in the head and Kabir escaped the bullet as it just passed from a centimeter piercing a few layers of flesh on his arm.
"KABIRRR" Ananya shrieked and ran to his side.
"I love you Kabir...you will be completely fine...please be strong...I love you" these were the last words he heard before the anesthesia took effect and he was rushed into the ER.
Later that night, Anita walked into Kabir and Ananya's room and handed Kabir a glass of turmeric milk.
"Thanks ma" Kabir smiled and sipped the milk.
"Kabir abhi bhi bahut dard hai kya" Anita asked with concern as she touched the mesh bandage wrapped around his arm. Kabir smiled seeing her concern and took her hand into his.
"Main theek hoon ma...aap aaram se so jaiye" he reassured.
"Jeeju maine heater ka temperature set kar diya hai ab aap aram se so sakte hain aur agar apko zyada dard ho na to maine apke side table pe ek dark chocolate pastry rakhi hai use kha leejiyega. Maine suna hai chocolate has healing effects" Armaan winked.
Kabir beamed and felt elated at the love his new found family used to shower on him.
"Thanks Armaan...pata hai tu na hota na to main kabhi samajh nahin pata ki ek chote bhai ka laad kya hota hai. Thanks so much mujhe itna pyaar dene ke liye"
Anita had her eyes slightly moistened by now.
"Arey kya jeeju apne meri ma ko rula diya...waise aap aur didi na ekdum opposite ho...ek itna senti aur dossri ekdum gundi" Armaan giggled and the smile faded from Kabir's face at her mention. Ananya who was listening to all this wiped a few silent tears that escaped her eyes stealthily but Kabir's anger didn't go unnoticed by her.
She gulped the lump in her throat and slowly walked in. Both Kabir and Anita turned away seeing her approach.
"Maine doctor ko call kar diya hai...woh abhi aate hi honge" Ananya tried to strike a conversation.
"Thanks but uski koi zaroorat nahin hai...and for your knowledge I have already seen the doctor" Kabir stated coldly.
Ananya was infuriated.
"Com'on Kabir look at yourself. What do you think I can't see you are in so much pain. Apko bukhar bhi hai aur apni ankhein dekhiye...I don't want to listen to any rants. You are getting yourself checked by the doctor and that's an order" she tried to sound firm. Kabir too was adamant but gave in when Anita insisted.
"Thanks ma Kabir ko manane ke liye" Ananya said hoping atleast her mom will forgive her.
"Maine Kabir ko to samjha liya hai Ananya but dukh ki baat to ye hai ki main apni beti ko hi nahin samja payi" Anita said coldly and walked out of their room. Armaan who was unsure how to solve this too walked out hoping for some luck by chance.
"Please god kuch aisa kardo ki inka ye jhagda aaj hi solve ho jaye" Armaan smiled looking at the sky.
"Kabir please meri baat to suniye..." Ananya tried to talk but he covered his face with blanket and acted to sleep. Her face fell and she felt extremely hurt and guilty.
After some time the doctor came to check on Kabir and Ananya invited him in. Kabir was fast asleep by then and though Ananya didn't want to disturb him but this was important. She slightly jerked Kabir out of his slumber and told him about the doc. Kabir was half-asleep and he had honestly never felt so mighty angered at Ananya and if it was not in front of the doctor he would have thrown a massive fit. He threw a cold stare in Ananya's direction as the doc placed the thermometer in his mouth.
"You are running a high temperature Mr. Sharma" the doc declared reading the thermometer. "Its actually because of the injury. Though apka ghav itna gehra nahin hai, its just a flesh wound but body ko shock ki wajah se fever aa gaya hai"
A sense of extreme guilt took over Ananya as she heard the doctors words. She could not meet Kabir in the eye and her eyes were beginning to brim with tears. Looking at her, for a second Kabir forgot about all his anger and felt absolutely worried for her.
"Relax Mrs Sharma ismein ghabrane ki koi baat nahin hai...kisi bhi injury mein its normal. Main Mr. Sharma ko ek injection de deta hoon and he will be fit as a fiddle by tomorrow." The doctor told.
Kabir's eyes grew wider as soon as he heard the word injection. But how could he fear a small needle in front of his wife who thought he was a valiant hero especially after he beat those goons blue and black the same morning. He was between a rock and a hard place now.
But much before Kabir could say anything or protest he saw the doctor prepare the injection. The needle was really long and he absolutely detested the pale color of the medicine. Kabir was sweating now.
"Doctor I think I really don't need this...I mean halka sa bukhar hi to hai. Ill be fine" Kabir fumbled. Ananya felt as surprised at his words as angry.
"Kabir aap behes kyun kar rahe hai...Doctor kah rahe hain to important hi hoga na"
"But Ananya I know my body...I never needed these things" he gritted his teeth.
By now Ananya had somewhere understood that her mighty husband, who fought so many goons so bravely actually feared a small needle. She couldnt help but smile at his innocence.
"Please turn around Mr. Sharma" the doc told and Kabir was left as embarrassed as scared.
"What? Are you gonna...? PLEASE NOO. You can inject it in my arm" Kabir's cheeks had turned tomato red.
"Please Mr. Sharma you need to stop acting like a kid. And why are you so shy...she's your wife. I am sure she has seen you there"
Kabir and Ananya's face reddened at the doctor's tongue in cheek remark and having left with no option soon Kabir was lying straight on his tummy, anticipating the torturous healing.
Ananya stifled a giggle seeing him like that...he actually looked so cute in that position. Trisha was so right Mr. Kabir Sharma indeed was too hot from the backside. Though it's a different thing that she had herself scolded Trisha so hard when this whole incident happened soon after Kabir had joined them in KKN and all the girls had played this "his sexiest asset" game. What crazy days those used to be Ananya thought but soon realizing the time and space she was in she soon her dirty thoughts to rest and controlled her smile.
Kabir hissed as the needle went in and soon after completing the checkup the doctor prescribed a few medicines for him and left. When Ananya walked back to her room Kabir was staring at her with an angry face. She curled her lips into an innocent pout and gave him a cute puppy look. The two of them exchanged looks for a second and then both burst into fits of laughter.
Ananya came closer to him and fell on his chest laughing. They were now literally out of their breaths.
"Gosh look at your monkey face Kabir...you are so cutee" Ananya was holding her stomach now.
"haha so funny"
"Too funny...don't you think" she giggled more. '
"You are so mean Ananya, pehle to tumne mujhe goli se udwaya aur ab ye...this hurts so bad OUCH'. Ananya made an "Aww" face and doubled with laughter.
"Bahut hansi aa rahi hai na Mrs Sharma...mujhe ek baar theek hone do phir dekhna main kya karta hoon" he warned and shaking her head she gently made him lie down on his stomach.
"Kar lena apko jo karna hai" she said gently massaging his back with her soft fingers.
"mmm" he stirred and felt all his pain ease out. He was about to fall asleep when he suddenly heard a little sob. He turned around to see tears brimming down Annaya's face. He quickly got up and cupped her cheek. He knew why she was crying so he let her relieve herself off the accumalated pain.
"I am sorry Kabir...Aaj meri wajah se pata nahin kya ho jata. I don't know how would have I forgiven myself agar...agar" she stammered.
"Agar mujhe kuch ho jata..." he completed.
"Pleaseee..." She cried and buried her face in his chest. He engulfed one of his arms around her waist and took her in a half hug.
"Main bhi to tumhein yahi samjhana chahta hoon Ananya...ki agar tumhein kuch ho jata to. Have you thought. ma ka kya hota, Armaan ka kya hota. Aur main...kabhi socha hai mera kya hota. Main to mar hi jata"
"Please don't say that Kabir" she squeezed her eyes in pain and clutched on his undershirt.
"Ananya I know tum ye sochti ho ki main tumhare kaam mein rukawat daal raha hoon...or I dont trust you professionally..but believe me Ananya mera aisa koi irada nahin hai. Even you know how much I respect and value your reporting skills. But ye iss tarah se sab kuch bhoolkar bina kisi backup plan ke bina kisi ko inform kiye leads pe jana. Its so risky." Kabir tried to explain.
"But Kabir agar main apko batati to aap bhi saath ane ki zidd karte aur main apko khatre mein nahin dalna chahti thi"
Kabir's heart skipped a beat at the way she so innocently said something so huge and intense. He entwined her fingers in his and made her look into his eyes.
"But Ananya ab hum alag nahin hai...remember we are officially together now. We are husband and wife now. Agar hum saath honge to hum kisi bhi problem ko ek saath solve kar sakte hain aur nahin bhi kar paye to kam se kam ek saath kisi bhi problem ko embrace to kar sakte hain...chahe jeet ho ya haar..life or death...atleast we can be together in it. Please promise me tum aage se kabhi mujhe bina bataye kahin nahin jaogi. Else I will never talk to you" he told and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. She sighed after finally having him back after what seemed like years. She never knew when she came to love him so hard...it almost consumed her from within. The two continued to love each other like that for a few moments before parting to catch a breath.
"I promise" Ananya whispered against his lips. "But ab hum ye marne ki baate kyu kar rahe hain. Sab theek hai and we both are fine"
"Not both but just me...coz Mrs Sharma you don't know what you have caught yourself into. Give me a day and I am gonna leave you flustered..you deserve some severe punishment for this" he mumbled and gave her a naughty smirk.
She shook her head and pushed him on the bed.
"Badla vadla baad mein lete rahiyega but now just go to sleep. Waise bhi retired hurt hain aap" Ananya teased and Kabir pouted. She giggled seeing his adorable expressions. Sliding next to him she covered their bodies with the comforter.
It was going to be a good night.