Love or Game (Complete✅)

Chapter 49- "Sincerity of love..."

Manik's eyes are partially closed. The white part of his eyes is slightly visible which has made the sight more frightening. Something sticky touches my palms. I withdraw them from the back of his head and near my wide-open eyes. Those are soaked with thick maroon blood. A tremble staccato escapes my mouth,

"Ma...ni..k.."

His head lolls back. I immediately support it and yell,

"Doctor Please...he is sinking...PLEASE..."

I only can utter this much and again press his head to my chest.

"Wake up, Manik...wake up...you can't go like this. You can't ditch me like this again...wake up..."

I keep on murmuring in his ears like a lunatic. The RAF has already seized the mobsters. However, my whole concentration is on Manik. He isn't even moving a single finger. His body is ice cold and his lips are bluish and cracked. I feel a little giddy. Suddenly a known voice brings me back to my sense.

"Que lo lleven al hospital." (Let them get him to the hospital) "El necesita tratamiento." (He needs treatment)

Carlos mouths with assurance. Two RAF members near us and bend to support Manik's slack body. With hesitance, I withdraw my hands from his torso. They lie down his loose frame on a starcher and head to the ambulance outside. My trance suddenly breaks and I spring up from the floor.

"I will go....yo  iré con el." (I will go with him)

I frantically mouth. Carlos places his palm on my shoulder and replies in a composed voice,

"Los dos iremos." (We both will go) Nosotros tambien hemos encontrado Clida." (We have found Calida too.)

In the past moments, I totally forgot about Calida. However, her mention makes me remember something else. Maan...where is Maan? Manik was about to say something about him before he passed out. I flip at Carlos with a jerk and yell,

"Maan...el estaba con Manik." (Maan..he was with Manik) "¿Dónde está mi hijo?"(Where is my son?)

My agitated words get overlapped by Maan's cute voice,

"Mummum...."

My eyes immediately fall on his tiny frame in Calida's lap. Both are grinning at me.

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"Wake up, Manik...wake up...you can't go like this. You can't ditch me like this again...wake up..."

A faint yet desperate voice is still resonating in my ears. I want to open my eyes but those are too heavy. It's a herculean task to respond to this voice. Did I succeed to save Nandini? Is she safe? Ufff...all things are so heavy and black. When I reached Pelourinho, the situation was almost out of control. The RAF was there but the protestors were getting violent with every passing hour. I knew that all protestors are not merely showing their revolt against the government but some of them are opportunists. They are mobsters and they are after to fulfil only their motives. I told Sam to park the car where RAF is in a good position and numerically stronger. I had to leave Maan with Sam and invade the riot immediately. I was totally disconnected from Nandini or Carlos. So, there was no use to wait for any response or asking for help from the RAF. I have to do by myself whatever is needed. I was about to shift Maan to Sam's lap, a known call forced me to turn.

"Manik....what are you doing here? Why Maan is with you? Nandini...where is Nandini?"

I saw Aryamaan coming out restlessly from his car. I remembered Nandini called him, asking for help. I grab Maan in my lap again and near him.