Na Bangaram (Pranushka)

Chapter 59

Miheeka's Pov:

The car ride back to our apartment is silent, as I keep one hand on my stomach, almost protecting my baby.

I sit in our room and throw my phone onto the bed while sitting down on it and clutching my head. Rana sits down across from me and rubs my thigh with his hand.

"I feel so bad for her, she doesn't deserve this," I look up and say to Rana. I feel my vision fogging with tears a little thinking about her pain, but I don't let them fall.

He shakes his head looking down.

"I know. I think she was stressing out too much with her parents and stuff." He puts his hand on mine.

"You need to relax and be extra careful." I widen my eyes at that.

"What the hell Rana?" I get up.

"I can't even begin to imagine the pain Anushka's going through right now. Have you even thought about them instead of always being worried about me?"

He sighs and stands up as well.
"I do feel bad for them but, I'm just saying you can't have that happen. You need to rest and not be stressed out about other people's problems. We have our own," He says while walking towards me, his voice soft.

"That doesn't mean you have to be so heartless! That's your brother and my best friend, and this is how you react to their sorrows. Their sorrows are our sorrows and our happiness is their happiness. We lost a nephew or niece and you worry about us!" My tone gets louder, as each word comes out of my mouth. I wipe the tears angrily away from my face, and turn away from him. I cross my arms over my chest and look down.

"I didn't know you could be so selfish. Not once did you share your sympathy for them with me, all you thought about was us," I add in, tears falling out of my eyes. I don't even make a move to wipe them.

"You have to see it from my point of view. I'm worried about you, and our baby. We have to be realistic too," His response pisses me off even more, and I grip my hair tightly.

"I'm not asking you to do anything for them, create a huge memorial or anything, just have some sympathy, say a few words of sorrow for them. Don't just change the conversation to our baby and to us as you always do," I rub my arms up and down, trying to calm myself down as I turn away from Rana's calm face.

"Do you hear yourself! You and our baby are my responsibility. I have to take care of that, and make sure nothing happens to you two. Are you mad at me for doing my job?" I go quiet, not having anything to say to him. I just walk out of the room, closing the door behind me and sitting on the couch, crying into my hands. He doesn't come out of the room to check on me so I microwave myself a bowl of rice and leftover curry and eat it quickly. I sigh and go to wash the dishes while watching something on the tv. Almost an hour passes and still no word from Rana. Fine two can play this game. I quietly walk up the stairs to the spare bedroom and lay down in bed, pulling the thick blanket over me.

*Time skip to a few hours later*

I open my eyes when I feel movement next to me. I sit up and pull off the covers to see Rana laying there, shirtless and sleeping. I smile to myself, knowing everything will be alright.

Prabhas's Pov:

"Anushka, are sure you aren't hungry," I call out into our room, where she is sitting on the bed, working on her laptop. I don't get a response from her, so I just split the pasta into two bowls, and put the pan I cooked it in into the sink. I put forks into both bowls, and slip my phone into my pocket before walking into our room. I sit at the foot of the bed, and set the bowls down on the nightstand.