Dark Souls √

~58~

I loved you to the extent where loving someone else seems disrespectful to my personality and heart.

-Randhir

People say that your dark soul is obsessed with me. Only if they could see the arrows you take upon your back to protect me and kept your serious face in front of me making me love you more than I could ever think I could love anyone. No matter how many pure souls I ever meet in my life nobody could give me the warmth and comfort that your soul provides me.

-Kimaya

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She got inside the car trying to handle Avyukt who was crying loudly this time indicating how hungry he was.

"You should feed him. He is already very hungry", Randhir spoke as she tried to handle him. She nodded as she freed her one bosom out of the blouse. Avyukt immediately started sucking showing how hungry he was at the moment.

She took a breath of relief when he stopped crying. She was thankful that he wasn't this cranky usually. She rested her head on the headrest as Randhir covered both mother-son with his coat so she won't feel uncomfortable. She passed him a small smile thankfully. He just nodded patting Avyukt's head and wiping his remaining tears.

He started driving as Kimaya finally looked at Randhir who looked weird this time. She so wanted to know why he transferred this much money into her account. She forgot the last time she checked her account details. She was just so much busy with life these days. Randhir was the only one handling her accounts and investments.

She noticed him rubbing his eyes again and again.

"Are you okay?", she asked him as he nodded.

"I don't think so", she spoke.

"Please Maya just shut up", he told her harshly making her raise her eyebrows. She nodded her head realizing that he wasn't feeling good at the moment.

She looked at Avyukt who was sleeping peacefully. She covered herself properly again pulling her son closer to her chest. They finally reached back home as Randhir took Avyukt from her. They walked inside the mansion. Of course, they both were very tired from the occasion.

Randhir and Kimaya wished his grandfather as they entered the living room who was currently reading a book sitting on his chair.

"How was the celebration?", Lakshman asked taking Avyukt from Kimaya who was in a deep slumber as usual.

"Pitaji, I can take care of him today. You must be tired. It's already late", Kimaya spoke. She didn't like to trouble him in his old age. He should take a rest not take care of a baby. It was her responsibility. She felt like she was lacking to be a mother after he came back. She wasn't just spending enough time with Avyukt.

"It's fine. He would wake up straight in the morning so there is no trouble. I would get him to change. You both go and rest as well", Lakshman spoke before moving to his room.

Kimaya turned only to find Randhir already upstairs. She sighed getting a glass of warm milk for him. He surely wasn't doing good.

She walked upstairs only to find him massaging his forehead. She put the glass aside before touching her forehead which was a little warm.

"You have a fever", she spoke softly.

"I am good", he told her removing her hands from his forehead not wanting her to get any infection.