A story of a politician and a doctor.
Reyansh Rathore is a young politician and soon in recent elections, he will be nominated as Chief Minister of the state.
On the other hand Dr. Mayra Bhatia, who is a surgeon and live by herself. Mayra have ver...
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Mayra
"Mayra" . . . "Mayra" Someone shook my shoulder with force which brought in back reality. I look in the direction of the person who is standing beside me.
"Huh?" That's what I could come up with while blinking my eyes. "What's wrong with you? Mom called you so many times and I even tried your call too but every time it goes to the voice mail. Why were you not picking up your damn call?" Meera chided me. I can sense the worry in her voice for me. Atleast I have someone who worry about me and not hurt me.
"I am.. I am sorry. I don't know where is my phone." I admit. It's like she sense something from voice or my odd behavior, I don't know what it was.
"Mayra, hye what's wrong?" She ask softly. "Nothing." I said trying to keep my normal voice and I didn't dare look at her face because I know I am very terrible lier like Meera.
"Everything is fine." I added. "Look at me then." She demanded. "Leave it. I was making coffee. Do you want one?" I ask while walking inside the kitchen. I can feel her eyes on me continuously.
I heard her foot steps approaching me from behind, when she was standing just behind me. She made me turn to face her while still holding my shoulders.
"You are telling everything or I am going on hunger strike. Choice is yours." She threaten me with her biggest weapon while shrugging her shoulders. She know food is very important for her and specially right now.
"Meera"
"Mayra"
"M"
"MJ"
"Come on, spill the beans." Meera added. I gave in with a sigh.
"He came to hospital today to meet me Or should I say threaten me." Mayra said while recalling that horrific moment.
"Who he? Your-"
"Yes, my dad." Mayra nodded.
"Oh my god. Are you ok, MJ? Did he do something to you?" Meera ask in worry. "I am fine, I guess." I reply.
"Tell me everything." She said and I told her from start to end. She gasp when I showed her my marks on my neck which I got when my so called father almost choked my throat till my death. She didn't said anything while I was telling her about the whole incident, she was just listening to me silently.
"Come here." She said while offering her arms for a hug. I took a step towards her and wrapped my arms around her. I found her doing the same and slowly caressing my back like a mother. I did not know until now that how desperately I needed this hug, this warmth, this closeness of who is my family in real sense.
"I am here with you, always." She whisper while placing a kiss on my crown section of hair. I know she was, she is and she will always be with me. She don't have say that. We stayed like that for some time.
