RaghVi - Love, Lust and in between

Care

 Set after a few weeks after Mr. Perfect.

Pallavi paced around the living room, anxiously waiting for Raghav to come back from his meeting.

He was supposed to be back home 3 hours ago and she didn't know the reason for the delay. She had been unable to reach him or Farhad on their mobiles. As she turned, she saw him and Farhad at the doorstep. She was about to launch into a tirade when she noticed that Raghav's clothes were dirty and bloodstained. His hair was ruffled, his eyes somber and he looked exhausted.

"What happened? Are you ok?" she asked worriedly

"Yes, theek hoon" he nodded tiredly, sitting on the sofa, leaning back and closing his eyes. She looked questioningly at Farhad. He too looked worse for wear.

"Bhabi, Bhai came across a bus accident. Bus ghir gaya tha khayi mein. Phir Bhai ne ruk kar help kiya. Logo ko nikala aur mujhe call kiya. Abhi sab injured logo ko hospital bheja kar arahe hai" he explained

"Oh, tum bhi change yahi karke dinner karlo" she said

"Nahi bhabhi, Ma ghar pe intezar karahi hai, I will leave now or else she will get worried" he said She nodded and Farhad left to go home to his mother. She turned to Raghav who still had his eyes closed. She placed a hand on his knee and he opened his eyes.

"There was a little girl, she is very critical. I hope she makes it" he said in a choked voice.

Pallavi was at a loss of words, she didn't know how to ease his pain. Once again, she couldn't believe he was the same man who had destroyed her entire world in his anger, who was feared and considered to be the most cruel and ruthless man in the entire city. This was the same man who had stopped and carried the injured in the road accident and was now worried and upset about a little girl unknown to him.

He sighed and got up.

"I will take a shower and sleep, mujhe bhook nahi hai" he said and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

"Have a little bit at least.." she trailed off as he walked away.

"Stubborn stubborn man" she thought to herself.

Pallavi entered their bedroom just as Raghav got out of the shower dressed only in his pajamas. It had taken her sometime to get used to him moving around shirtless in the bedroom but now she was used to him and his quirks. As she prepared to go to bed, she realized he had small bruises all over his arms.

"Yeh sab kya hai?" she asked him

"Woh stretchers aur log kam tha toh main log uthaya, aur phir khayi se road leke aya, tho thoda laga" he shrugged off and tried to massage his shoulder with his hand.

"Dard ho rahai hai?" she asked him

"Little bit, back me thoda pain hai, kal thak theek hojayega. Nahi toh spa jaunga massage lene" he said lying on the bed

"Theek hai" she said and left the room.

"Ab yeh kahan gayi" Raghav muttered as he tried to get comfortable. He tossed and turned as his body hurt.

"Kahan gaya tum" he asked irritated as Pallavi entered the room with a bowl in hand.

"Chup chap turn karo" she ordered walking towards him.

He raised his eyebrows quizzically but he was too tired to argue with her and turned on his stomach. Pallavi sat next to him and rubbed the warm oil onto his back and shoulders and slowly kneaded his muscles. He almost moaned out in relief as the pain and stress released from his muscles.

"Is it better?" she asked tentatively as she continued her ministrations

"Haan, a lot better. Tumne kahan seekha yeh sab? Massage ka dukaan bhi hai kya?" he asked curious

"Woh Aai keliye online sekha" 

For a while there was just silence as she continued massaging his back and he closed his eyes relaxing under her touch. Then she stopped and he turned around to thank her but she had already moved away.

"Mod jao ab" she ordered.

He turned around and found her sitting near his feet. She bent down to roll up his pajamas and shot up surprised.

"Kya kara tum, Saree ka Dukaan?" he asked

She shot him an annoyed look and continued to roll his pajamas till his knees as he looked on apprehensively. Then she placed his foot on her lap and started to massage his foot. He grunted in happiness, it felt so good!

"Nakko, me theek hai" he protested trying to move away his foot from her lap but she held onto it."

Kyun? Accha nahi lagra kya?" she questioned

"Nahi, waisa baat nahi hai. Par tum kaiko ye sab" he protested again

"Tum itne sare logo ki madat karsakthe ho, toh mein tumhari kyun nahi?" she asked with a sweet smile and continued massaging his feet

Something melted in his heart as he looked at her as she continued with her efforts to make him feel better. They had almost become friends and he knew she was a good person full of light. But today, he felt as though he was the luckiest person in the world to have her in his life. He simply didn't have words to express his feelings.

"Saree ka dukaan" 

"Haan?"

"Thank you" he said after a long time.