
Chapter 2
Since that day both thought to give their wives their dream house but alas, they couldn't get the opportunity, and they are suffering for it. They know how they depend on their wives including their families. At least they could have asked them about their dream. But not, it was as if, they only live for themselves and their family not their wives.
"Prem, Siddhant, sons, come and have breakfast" Mataji said, hoping at least they would listen her. At least they would not disobey her, their traditions and cultures doesn't say that.
Mataji, we aren't hungry" Prem said without making eye contact, and gazing at the wall clock.
"But, son, you should at least fill your tummy" Sujata said.
"Ma, we aren't hungry and we don't want to it. So just stop forcing us" Siddhant as arrogant as he is said with venom.
"Why are you doing this? Why can't you just face it that they will never come" sujata said, without thinking before. But get shocked when she sees her son's faces. Their eyes were red and puffy.
"Right, they will never, but at least we can make them alive around us" Prem said, a tear tickle down his eyes and he quickly rub it before anyone could notice.
"And we will make sure of it" Siddhant said and rushed out the door shutting it with a bang, followed by Prem.
The car drive was silent; both the brothers were moving towards the village where they are planning to build the house. They had told about this village to Simar and Roli, but hadn't told them that they want to build their house here.
Siddhant was engaged in his thoughts when something bang on the car, and it fell on the road.
"Ah" some one's hurt voice made the car stop. Both came out of the car and find a lady or can be called a girl lying in her stomach facing her back to them and wincing.
"oh no. my sister" they heard someone scream and turns to face, but get shock to see the one they thought would never see again.
"Simar" Prem merely whispers only to be heard by Siddhant. And then suddenly it strike to Siddhant that if Simar is screaming for her sister than the girl in the road must be Roli, his Roli. And without second thought he rush to the girl and bent down on his turning her over and the emotions he felt couldn't be compared how he felt when he saw the dead body of her.
"Roli" he caress her cheek, slowly rubbing his thumb on her now swollen lips having cut because of the accident.
"Rose" the girl said sitting next to Siddhant. Siddhant look up and smiles a little looking at the girl but she gave a weird expression which got siddhant confuse.
"Simar" Prem said putting his hand on the girl's shoulder. He felt happy after noticing both the girls important in their lives and that too alive. She turns and swayed his hand away from her.
"I am not Simar, my name is Suzan, and this girl" pointing at the girl lying on Siddhant's arm "is my sister Rose"
Siddhant and Prem again get shocked and look each other, may be they were wrong. maybe these girls are not their love. And maybe they fail in love.
"So, if you could excuse I would take her to doctor" Suzan said moving Rosy out of Siddhant's grip. He is not sure what to do? believe his heart or his eyes.
Prem convince Suzan that they would take them to doctor, she ignored them but at last accepted the offer since, she too hadn't any communication to travel to the doctor. Suzane and Rosy are sisters no one can separate them. Their life style in village is so cool and peaceful. They live in the village with their families, and also they are capable of earning good amount of money helping their father in farming.
Prem was staring without blinking to Suzan who felt awkward of his stare but kept silent, because her first priority is treatment of her sister. She also finds Siddhant staring at Rosy with an emotion of concerned and love? But she ignores and kept patting Rose's cheek to make her conscious but failed.
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