The Doctor's Therapist | AbhiRa Fanfiction

Prologue

Abhimanyu was punching the hell out of the sandbag, his knuckles turning red and his eyes blazing fire.

He was angry at that man for shouting at his mother again. He would have hit his sperm donor for disrespecting his only source of happiness, but his mother had stopped him in the nick of the time.

Harsh Birla's words were still echoing his ears. He wanted everything to stop, but it didn't.

"Manjiri, don't make him like yourself- useless"

"You are a good for nothing"

"It's all because of you that he is so rude and disrespecting"

The more he reminisced those harsh words, the more fiercely he punched the sandbag.

"Abhi! Stop it!" Manjiri shouted as she saw her son punishing himself.

One word from his mother, and he stopped punching the bag immediately. The only person who could control his anger, his frustration was the woman standing in front of him.

Manjiri gasped as she saw the wounds on his hands. She took his hands and made him sit on the bed. Taking the first aid kit from the drawer, she sat beside him and softly cleaned the blood from his knuckles.

"Your hands are very precious Abhi. These are used to save thousands of people, so don't ever let them get hurt." Manjiri advised.

Abhimanyu took a harsh breath in frustration at his mother who always avoided talking about the main issue.

"Maa! Why do you always let that man insult you? Why can't you even let me take stand for you? Why are you even bearing with this humiliation, Maa?" Abhi asked his mother, tears almost spilling from his eyes.

Manjiri sighed, closing the first aid box, she looked at him tenderly and caressed his head.

"He is my husband, Abhi. And I love him a lot. That is why I bear everything, because I know deep down, he cares for us, just doesn't show it. He had to be strong to handle the Birla Hospital. So, don't be angry at him beta. He is just stressed about everything."

"No Maa! You are wrong. He doesn't love us, all he cares about is his reputation, his public relations, the Birla brand he made. You are in delusion Maa for calling this toxic relationship love. If this is what love is, then I don't ever want something like love in my life. I hate the word love" Abhi almost yelled in frustration but controlled himself in front of his mother.

"Abhi... don't say that. Love is a pure feeling, my child. You will realize what it means when you will fall in love. That feeling would overwhelm every emotion you felt before. You will feel liberated from the world around you and your whole world will revolve around that person." Manjiri tried explaining.

Abhi gritted his teeth, and went to change his workout clothes, not bothering to argue with his mother. He knew she was delusional in her love world. But he, one of the best heart surgeons in the city, would never fall for this illogical concept of love. For him, his world would always be his mother. 

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