The idea of ahem making up for the past and putting sindoor an Gopi comes originally from navyab, who allowed me to use it to write an OS. So thanks again dear!!😃
I also have used suk19's idea to make ahem help Gopi putting her sari on, which she kindly allowed me to use as well. (https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/saath-nibhaana-saathiya/2234714/aham-helps-gopi-put-her-sari-on) So my thanks goes to her, too😃
Hope you enjoy!!
A helping hand
The doctors had fought long and hard to save Gopi's life. The internal bleeding wouldn't stop and they found again and again new injuries to her organs and major blood vessels. It looked like she was going to bleed to death, because the blood her sister could donate wasn't nearly enough. However Khanaji must have plans for the girl because just as the situation was getting desperate the doctors in the OP were brought more blood for her from another blood bank saving her life. The operation was over all a success and as Doctor Patel was coming out of the operation area to meet the husband and family he had good news for them. "How is my wife doctor sir?" "How is Gopi vahu?" How is bhabi?" the same question was asked as soon as the family saw the doctor coming towards them. They all got to their feet and come towards him. "The operation went really well. We nearly lost her due to her high blood loss but blood from another blood bank could be delivered to us in the nick of time. However the patient's condition is still very delicate and we can't be sure that she will survive the night." he explained to them. As soon as he told them that their relative could die after all he could see the desperation and pain clearly in their eyes. Especially her husband looked like a knife has pierced his heart. 'He must really love his wife' doctor Patel thought. He tried to reassure them that the situation wasn't that bad after all and that the chances of her survival were good. But it didn't seem to help much. "We were able to set the broken bones in her hand however it will take quite awhile until she will be able to use them again." He ended his report over Gopi's condition. "Doctor can I see her? Can I be by her side?" the husband asked him with a pleading look in his eyes. Dr. Patel heaved a sigh and agreed but told him that he has to be quiet around her. "The patient needs rest and peace so please be careful around her". He denied the request of the Mother in law to also stay with her bahu because that would be too much for the patient. Then he took the husband to his wife. "She is under a lot of painkillers so she won't wake up." the doctor told Mr. Modi and then left the room.
Ahem was still shocked to his chore. 'How did that all happen? Why is she hurt like this, fighting for her life? I should have protected her better!! I promised her that she will be okay and now look at her!' ahem was thinking. Blaming himself again and again for her condition and praying that she will wake up again so that he can tell her that he is sorry to have failed her so terrible. 'She will tell me that it is not my fault and apologise for it. I'm sure' Ahem thought to himself and a sad smile spread over his face. A smile that made his mothers heart clench as she was looking into the room from the window panel in the door. 'God please protect my children. Make them stay together always' she was praying silently to god. A tear ran down her cheek. A warm hand was placed on her shoulder and Kokila turned around to see Hetal's sad face. "Let's go home Kokila. We cannot do anything here and the doctors will call us immediately if anything changes. Kokila wanted to protest at first but then just nodded her head and followed Hetal and the others out of the hospital looking a last time at her son and daughter.
Gopi's conditioned improved over night and the doctors were happy to tell the Modi family that her bahu will surely survive now. The joy and relieve in their faces were obvious. Ahem Modi however wasn't leaving his wife's side for more than five minutes and that only if he knew that his mother was with his wife. He sat silently next to her holding her healthy hand. Days went by and were turning to a week and then two, then three. Gopi had regained consicous after three days and had responded well to her treatment. She has been very sleepy at first and didn't talk much but her eyes never strayed far from her husband faces, when they were open. Her husband was leaning a little over her face when she was awake and talked to her in a loving and gentle voice. The nurses of the hospital were all really touched by the love Mr. Modi was showing for his wife. They always looked for excuses to steal a glance into the room to see them together. They had turned into a small fan base of the couple. All being touched by this love story.
When the time came for Mrs. Modi to be discharged from the hospital all nurses were particularly sad however her family couldn't have been happier. They all had come to pick her and her husband, who still had spent every night next to her in the hospital even though she had told him to go home and rest properly. Ahem was hovering around gopi like a protective shadow and everyone was treating her extra carefully since Jigar had accidently brushed her hurt hand and make her wince quietly in pain. Ahem had glared at him as if he was trying to literally kill Jigar off with just a look. Jigar had taken a step backwards and looked well frightened and the whole family had noticed this of course and decided to not take any chances. As they reached home Ahem was carefully helping Gopi out of the car. He was putting one arm gently around her waist to support her while walking and standing, touching with his hand her exposed skin. Gopi blushed bride red but enjoyed the feeling of ahem's strong and warm hand on her waist. Slowly they made their way into the house, which had been decorated by Kokila and Hetal. Gopi's eyes got big and round and Ahem could see delight spread within them. Gopi was obviously very touched by the effort her Maaji and Kakiji had made for her. "Ahem dikra let Gopi vahu sit down on the sofa for a bit. You can take her upstairs to your room in a minute", Kokila was telling her son. But he shacked his head and said "No mum. Gopi is tired. It was a long journey from the hospital and she should lie down an relax in her room a bit." So it was done.
Everything went well for Gopi until it was time to change her sari at night to go to sleep. She didn't know what to do. In the hospital the nurses had helped her get undressed and dressed but they weren't here any longer. She had gone to the bathroom while ahem was down stairs having his dinner with the family. It had been hard work to convince him that she would be fine on her own for half an hour. But finally as she was pleading him to go he had agreed to do it. Gopi had managed to take of her sari, blouse and under skirt on her own and had washed herself a little with a wet cloth only using her healthy hand. However now that it was time to put her night sari on she was running into problems. She had already struggled to get her skirt on and tie its straps but as she was putting her arms carefully in her blouse it happened. She knocked her injured hand against the fabric of the blouse causing an explosion of pain. Tears were coming to her eyes and she was trying her best to keep them back. Managing to put the blouse on she was then trying to close its knops. But she just couldn't manage it with one hand. Frustrated she tried again and again but it just wouldn't work.
"Gopi? Gopi were are you?" Ahem was calling from the room. He had just come upstairs after eating as fast as he could and didn't see Gopi anywhere in the room. But then he saw the light being on in the bathroom and went to the door and knocked on it. "Gopi?" he asked again. Petrified Gopi was holding her breath. What to do? She couldn't let ahemji see her like this but she had no possibility to get the help of her Maaji and Hetalji before Ahemji would lose his patience and come into the bathroom. "Ji." she called out hesitantly. Still not knowing what to do. "What are you doing in there?" ahem was asking and Gopi could clearly hear the anger in his voice. He had told her to stay in bed, while he was gone and no one was around but she didn't listen to him, because she didn't want to be a burden on anyone. "Answer me Gopi!" Ahem was calling impatient now. With a sigh gopi accepted her fate and told him that she had watched herself a little and was know putting on her sari but was running into problems. "Could you please call Maaji for me?" she finally asked him. "Ahemji?" she called again making it a question with her voice, because he still hadn't answered after a minute of waiting. Her Ahemji was deep in his thoughts and battling with himself. First he had felt a little embarrassed as he understood her situation and was going to tell her that he would call his mum right away. But then he thought about the fact that she was his wife after all and that he should help her. He tried to deny to himself that he wanted to help her out of another motive as well. But that didn't work because it was a lie. Making a decision he took a deep breath and opened the bath room door. Gopi was standing in front of him and her eyes got big with shock, when she saw, who was coming through the door. She clutched her hands in front of her chest and took a step back. Her head snapped down immediately and she got bride red again. Ahem enjoyed her reaction and a naughty smile spread over his face. Slowly he went over to her and put one hand on the exposed skin of her waist and the other under her chin, lifting her face up so that she would look into his eyes. But Gopi wasn't going to make it that easy for him. She shut her eyes tight and wasn't going to open them again. Ahem chuckled but let her have her eyes shut. Using his hand on her waist he made her turn around. Slowly he lifted his hands and closed one button after another while standing closer to her then necessary. Then he took the sari and started tucking it into her underskirt. Gopi nearly jumped a feet and turned quickly around to him. "ahemji please leave it. I can do it" she said and tried to move away from him. "How will you do that with only one hand Gopi? I am your husband right?" "Ji" "Then I should be allowed to help my wife, right" he asked. Gopi closed her eyes in defeat and nodded 'yes'. Ahem had a triumphal smile on his face and went on with the task of putting the sari on Gopi. However because he saw how embarrassed his wife was he did not touch her exposed skin too much. Just a little.
Finally he was finished. He thought he did quite well but he had to admit that she folded her sari better arounf her body. But practice makes perfect and he was sure he would get a lot of practise in the next few weeks. However he didn't tell Gopi about his thoughts yet because she still looked as if she was thinking a kingdom for a mouse hole. They came out of the bathroom back to the room. Gopi still blushing a vivid pink and ahem smiling his naughty happy smile. Gopi went to the dresser and was taking the sindoor box nani had given her out to apply it again to her forehead but then she noticed that she couldn't due to her right hand being tightly bandaged. Unsure what to do she sat in front of the mirror and slyly looked at Ahem, who was sitting on the sofa next to the bed, where he was going to sleep again. She wondered if she could ask him to do it but then remembered the look in his eyes when naniji had tried to make him do it. This brought tears to her eyes and she let her head sink. Ahem, who noticed that Gopi hadn't moved for a while, got worried and went to her. "Is everything okay, gopi? Is your hand paining you still?" he asked and come to her. "Nahin", she said and couldn't stop a small sob escaping her lips. Instantly Ahem kneeled next to her and turned her face towards him through carefully turning her head with his hand on her cheek. He felt the wetness of tears and was shocked. "What is it gopi? Are you crying because I helped you with your sari?" he was asking worried that he had gone too far for his delicate wife. "Nahin" she said again. Gopi knew that Ahemji had changed since then but she still didn't dare to ask. So instead she moved her head to look at the sindoor box and then looked back at ahem pleadingly. Ahem understood what she was trying to tell him, ask him. And he also remembered that time, when he didn't want to touch her let along put sindoor on her head. Now he knew what an idiot he had been. Slowly he reached for the sindoor box and took it in his hand. Gopi was following his every movement and was shocked and happy because it looked like her dream was finally coming true. Opening the box ahem took some sindoor between two fingers and slowly lifted it towards her forehead. Gopi closed her eyes and clenched her right wrist with her left hand waiting in anticipation. Then she felt Ahems fingers gently applying the sindoor to her. And a tear of happiness and joy escaped her eye. Ahem looked at her and carefully wiped her cheeks dry wit his hand. "Don't cry my love" he whispered to her and took her into his arms. Gopi felt like all her dreams have come true, when he hears ahemji's affectionate voice call her 'his love'. "I love you, Ahemji" she told him quietly while wrapping her arms around his neck. Both closed her eyes in happiness and knew that no matter what struggles life still had in store for them they would face them together. As a couple as Saathiyas.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
