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Karan's POV:
"Krish Ji.. Ananya woke up.. please come fast.." Bhabhi called us coming out in the hospital corridor. We both rushed in once again even without checking her mobile which I got out for searching her relatives' numbers.
"Anuj.. Anuj.. kahan hai wo.. I want to see him!" Ananya demanded in a crying voice as she tried sitting up straight.
"Ananya.. first relax please.. relax.. breathe in.. out.. in..out.." Doctor said trying her calm her down. She was once again hiccuping very badly. Her eyes were swollen and red. The next thing she did made our eyes bulge out. She started pulling away the trips attached to her veins and started getting down from the bed. A wrong pull will result in blood outflow, which could prove to be dangerous for her.
"Ananya.. Stop it" Bhai said as he held her hands in firm grip preventing her from pulling away the trips connected to her hand. Two more nurses came forward to help him in this.
"Ananya.. If you want to see Anuj, then stop pulling the trips and sit down on the bed" Doctor said in a stern tone like a warning. This somewhat made her stop her attempts and she looked in to the doctor hopefully immediately obeying his words.
"Okay.. now come with me and we will go and see Anuj" The doctor said as three of us looked at him in pure shock.
"But sir.. she is in a position to see him?" I whispered near the doctor's ears making sure I wasn't audible to Ananya.
"Hmm she is" The doctor said and we all along with Ananya went to the Mortuary where he was kept in a ice drawer. Unfortunately, his face was not shown to us because of severe damage in the accident and due to this fact, Ananya wasn't even ready to accept that it was her brother Anuj's dead body.
"Th-This is not my Anuj..NO.. they are lying.. this is not my Anuj" Ananya cried clutching my shirt in a vice grip. Bhai on the other hand was completing the hospital procedures to take away the body along with us.
"Ananya.. he is An--" she didn't even let me complete my sentence, instead she started blabbering something.
"Ask him to stop playing.. tell him this is not funny anymore and I accept my defeat" she said crying once again in my arms. Bhabhi sat there along with me near her and was stroking her hair softly.
"Let it out..Anu..Let it out" Bhabhi said as she continued caressing her hairs.
"Didi.. tell him to talk to me.. tell him that I won't scold him for anything from now on..Anuj.. I promise I'll do whatever you say.. please just comeback..please talk to me.. scold me.. shout at me.. but please open your eyes.. I beg you" Ananya cried turning towards Bhabhi. Bhabhi cried along with her hearing her pleadings.
*A song is played in the Background*
Suddenly Ananya's ringtone was heard and looked in to my shirt pocket, where I kept her phone. She took the phone from there and she answered the call instantly.
"Bhaiya.. Annu i-is not waking up.. you tell him bhaiya.. he'll will listen to you!"She cried as soon as she attended the call.
"Choti! what happened.. why are you crying.. and Annu..what happened to him?" we both heard a man's voice from the other side. That's when I realized the call was on speaker mode.
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