Praise The Husband

Chapter 20

The doctor was tirelessly working to provide the best possible care for Rudransh. As Sundari anxiously sat by his side, her heart heavy with worry, she found solace in holding his hand tightly, offering a comforting touch that conveyed her unwavering support. Rudransh lay there, still unconscious, while streams of daylight peeked through the partially drawn curtains. The doctor's expertise had successfully halted the bleeding that had caused so much concern. Yet, Sundari's eyes remained fixed on Rudransh's pale face, searching for any sign of improvement.

 With every gentle stroke of his hair, Sundari hoped to transfer an invisible healing energy to him. She knew that her presence alone provided a comforting reassurance amidst this time of uncertainty and fear. Her love for Rudransh was evident in every touch and gesture. The doctor continued his diligent work with utmost care and precision.

As time ticked away in the hushed room, Sundari's unwavering devotion became a powerful catalyst for hope. Her touch conveyed more than mere physical connection; it represented an unspoken promise to never give up on Rudransh's well-being. In this critical moment of vulnerability and strength intertwined, both the doctor and Sundari were united by their shared goal – to bring back vitality into Rudransh's life. 

The doctor turned to Sundari and said, "I need you to make a medication for Rudransh. It's an herbal potion that should aid in his recovery."

Sundari nodded, "Okay, what do I need to do?"

The doctor gave her a list of instructions, and Sundari quickly got up to go to the kitchen to make the potion. She told Simba to go fetch a few herbs while she started to prepare the medication.

She ground the herbs into a fine powder, mixed them with water, and heated the mixture over a flame. She watched anxiously as the potion turned from a murky green color to a light brown.

Once the potion was ready, she brought it back to the room where Rudransh lay. The doctor instructed her on how to apply the medication, and she carefully rubbed it onto his wounds.

As they waited for the potion to take effect, Sundari sat beside Rudransh, holding his hand and waiting for him to wake up. She was worried and anxious, but she tried to stay positive.

She remembered how Rudransh had risked his life for her and felt a pang of guilt. She knew that he had always loved her, but she had been too blind to see it.

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Rudransh's mother was still furious about being kept out of her son's house by the protection spell that he had cast. She paced back and forth outside, muttering to herself.

"I can't believe he would do this. How dare he keep us out of his house like this? And to think that Sundari is probably in there, taking care of him."

Rudransh's father tried to calm her down, "We need to be patient, my dear. I'm sure there's a good reason for the protection spell. Rudransh wouldn't have cast it without cause."

Rudransh's mother, however, was not convinced of Rudransh's innocence. She was angry and resentful towards Sundari, blaming her for everything that had happened to Rudransh.

"She's probably in there, using her dark magic to keep us out," she said. "I don't trust her, and I never will."

Raivati overheard her mother's words and quietly left to go to her room.

In the depths of solitude, her heartache unleashed a torrent of tears that streamed down her cheeks. The realization struck her with an unwavering certainty - she was deeply enamored by Rudransh, yet she understood all too well that her love for him would forever remain unrequited. With a heavy heart, she whispered softly to herself, acknowledging the painful truth that pierced through her soul.