"Maa, I'll be staying over at Aaru's today, hmm? She needs me," Nidhi whispered into the phone as her mother told her to take care of Aaru.
Walking back into the room, she crouched close to her best friend, who covered every bit of herself in a warm comforter, trembling despite it. Nidhi's heart broke upon the sight, and she hugged her tightly as the silence of grief engulfed the air.
"Beta, come and have dinner," Her mother pushed the door ajar slightly only to find both Aaradhya and Nidhi curled up on the carpeted floor near the balcony. She rushed up to them and sat down in front of Aaradhya, whose face shone from the wetness of her tears as her eyes had now adorned red.
Unable to control herself, she laid her head on her mother's lap and cried yet again. As Nidhi watched her, she felt as though her heart was being stabbed as she raised her hand to clamp her mouth in pain. She'd never seen Aaru this distraught ever. Nandini sensed Nidhi's apprehension and vulnerability and pulled her to rest her head on her lap as well as she stroked both the girls' hair. Nidhi was as much of a daughter to her as Aaru, and to see them so heartbroken really got her worried.
"Nidhi, Aaru, Kya hua? Did someone say anything? Why are you both crying?" Her voice was filled with worry.
"M-m-maa," Aaru croaked after a long pause, her voice strained to speak, "M-maa, I-I'm s-so s-sor-rry," She sniffled before continuing, clearing her throat with stiffness, "Maa I'm not a good doctor at all. . .It's my fault that he. . that he–" She let out a loud cry, unable to continue her sentence which caused even Nidhi to cry.
Nandini understood her daughter's plea as she continued to stroke both of their hair to soothe them.
"Shhh. . .shhh, sab theek ho jayega. Acha, I'm going to get food for both of you, Don't sit on any empty stomach, hmm? Aur rona nahi," She wiped their tears and kissed their foreheads.
Getting up, she walked away as tears streamed down her cheeks. . .Please Bhagwan, don't give the girls and the D'Souzas so much pain! She prayed silently as she looked back to find the girls cocooned together in the cage of their miseries.
When she returned with dinner in her hands, she found the girls to be fast asleep, clearly exhausted from the tears and tragic events of the day that had taken a toll on them.
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Aaradhya sat on the edge of the bed in the gloom as her mother walked in with a simple noir kurta. It had been a week since. . .a week since she had gone to the hospital.
"Dr Aaradhya, I know this has been really tough on you and don't take me in the wrong way, but I think you might need some time off, which is why I'm letting you off for a week." Dr Suman had been considerate to give her a break.
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Diagnosis? Love.
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