Petrichor to his Heart

2.8

Her heart constricted on his words, she was putting him under strain, it was not in his nature to express all he was feeling and it was another thing she had to accept.

But this gesture was worth a reward, with that she turned and the longing in his eyes caught her off guard.

"i have lost enough people who loved me and now don't want to lose another..." he spoke trying to get the glass of water from the side table of the hospital bed which was already empty or perhaps he was just trying to ease away the nervousness.

He was still weak but asking for help was still a question out of his league and with wobbly feet he had been leaning on the table to fill his glass

She stopped his actions and hugged him, the cotton shirt was unable to hide the bandage around his torso, she could feel it.

"one such time is nowhere in sight," she mumbled finally able to hear his heartbeats. It was strange how she felt home whenever she heard his beats.

He completed the hug and though the home needed a revival, as soon as he closed every distance her every fear ran somewhere.

"get well soon, I don't like you lying here in bed," she told him as he inhaled her hairs.

"don't ask me how boring it is but I don't plan to stay here for a long time," he said after a while.

"that's like my Ghamandi Rao," she replied smiling still not wanting to leave him but he needed to have something in his system and God knows when did he have his last meal.

"now let's eat." she declared trying to part.

"lets? tum Abhi Kuch khaya nahi..." he was concerned about her.

"i thought to have lunch with you... I think I would start taking appointments to have a meal with you." commenting on his multiple dinner and lunch meetings lined up every time, she walked to serve their plates.

"sorry... it has always been like that, but I'll try to have at least dinner with you from now on." he sat on the bed till she served.

A knock made them turn to the gate and when she confirmed the person to enter, the doctor along with the elderly nurse who was in charge of Raghav entered smiling on them.

"Mr. Rao looks like you are healing well." the doctor walked to the empty drip bottles and unclipped his chart from the side clamp.

"hmmm." he answered without even looking at the doctor and Pallavi eyed him to be polite to the doctor.

"When can I go home, Doctor?" he asked without paying any heed to her unsaid scolding.

"well, your injury is the primary cause as long as you give it proper rest I have no issues discharging you this evening." the doctor who was nearly in his 50s told him.

"But doctor, he had fainted last night... I thought he should be here for a" she could not believe he was getting discharged in just 24 hours to be precise not even 20.

"Mrs. Rao... he had fainted due to the weakness and enough has been injected into his body, he can rest well at home, you just have to follow the prescription and dress his injury." the doctor smiled at her very well aware of the concern she had for her husband.

"the nurse would be coming to dress to take your blood pressure etc... but first have your meal." with that the doctor left the room.

"come, let's eat," she said when she served their plate.

"i thought you were going to spoonfed me," he asked innocently.

"well, I heard you are getting discharged in a few hours so you are fit enough to have your meals yourself.' she gave him back but carried his plate to the bed anyway.