Chapter 19

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It'd been a month since Rohan and Aditi stopped talking. 

When Aditi was getting ready to go to the office, she heard the doorbell ring. Ritika already left for office. So Aditi came rushing to the door while wearing her earring. As she opened the door, it was Rohan. Their eyes met for a second. Rohan's eyes seemed like he had too much to say to her, like he wanted to blurt out everything that was hurting his chest. But, she looked away and went inside. Rohan followed her. He said, with a barely fine voice,

"Tumar appointment tut nije nujua karone ahisu. I was not sure Arohan ba Snehak kothatu koisa ne nai."

Aditi looked at him and then towards the curtain on the windows. She said,

"Moi nije jabo parim."

When she looked around, Rohan already was walking to the car. He said on the way,

"Mor meeting ase. So joldi kora."

It seemed she didn't have any option. She went to her room and took her bag. She also opened the drawer and took out her prescription. She put it in her bag and took it outside. As she was wearing her sandal, she took a sneak at Rohan. He wasn't looking at her. She quickly wore them and went to the car. When she sat in the car, Rohan adjusted the rearview mirror that was slightly facing her to absolutely not showing her face. It hurt her, but she couldn't say anything.

Up until the middle of the journey, no one said a single thing. It was killing Aditi. She wanted to talk, but she was afraid she would not be able to control herself. She kept quiet till she could. After a while, she blurted out,

"I am sorry."

Rohan gave no reaction. Absolutely no reaction at all. Aditi was irritated, because of her own mindless thoughts, and now messing things up with Rohan. She shouted,

"Sorry koisu kiba eta toh kobo pare!"

Rohan said without looking at her,

"Ki kom? It's okay?"

Her face fell. She looked at him. His face showed rage, the rage that could burn anyone. Ahhh! After so long she was looking at him. Even with the rage, he looked calm. After a while, he said,

"It's not fine Aditi! Bujaa! Jetiyaai Issa mok ignore koriba, jetiyaai issa mok sorry koi monai loba. It's not fair. Moi putola nohoi. Anyways, tumak koi ki laav. Jimane tumar help nokorileo tumi jai Arohanok he monaba."

Aditi gave a quick glance at him. She said,

"Arohan sir kor pora ahil?"

Rohan looked at her. He said, with an irritated voice,

"Seriously Aditi?"

Aditi kept looking at the road throughout the whole way to the hospital. Rohan still wasn't looking at her. The mention of Arohan in their conversation upset Aditi. It felt like, whenever she was with Rohan, she wanted to talk to him, about him, with no one else interrupting the topics. 

Finally, they reached the clinic. Aditi went out of the car and sat in the waiting room. Rohan came and talked with the receptionist. He sat at the corner at a chair. Aditi felt bad when he sat away from her. But, she couldn't say anything. She kept sitting, stealing glance at Rohan. He was looking at the phone. He looked charming, even from a distance. His jaw resonated even from far. His hair, slightly gelled up and his formal attire always drove her crazy. He always kept his eyes reachable, it spoke volume without his mouth saying anything. 

As soon as the patient came out, Aditi's name was called out. She was startled from her whirlpool of thoughts. Rohan looked at her as she was still looking at him. She looked away and went inside.

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