NOORADITYA ~The Interfaith Emotion..

Chap 17- The Bandages

SO ahem..ahem..A nice scene to be followed.

ladies and gentlemen enjoy!!!

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Aditya's POV,

She kept the dinner on the table and ran out. I had hit on the perfect mark.

"Rekha, Gyant he tumhe stri-ahankaar ek bohot hi vichitra cheez hai. Jab stri-ehenkaar mein chot lagata hai na to vo anubhuti baht peedadayak hoti hai."  (" Rekha , you know the ego of a woman is a very weird topic. When the vanity of a woman gets hurt, The felling is very painful")

"Ahan, Aapko stri-vigyan ke baare mein to bahut kuchh gyaant hai? Kaise?"  ("Ahan. You seem to know a lot about women? How is it so?") She said while trailing her hands up through my chest and pulling me towards her holding my neck.

"Now now Rekha , I am not feeling like doing anything right now , You might as well just get lost from the room."

Picking up her clothes from the floor , I threw it towards her.

"Get dressed, and mind you whatever happened in this should stay within these four walls. Any word from your mouth and I will not think twice before cutting your tongue off "

"Do not worry, You can trust me. But I was right , you will forget me now that you are married."

She had that fake innocence on her face . No one can know that better than me.

"Don't piss me off further Rekha, Just get out"

She wore her clothes and walked of the room. I sat on the couch and blew out air from my mouth in an attempt to calm down. I poured wine onto my glass and gulped it down in one go. My throat burned in an after effect and the happenings in my brain dulled . 

After a few attempts of pouring the wine into the glass did I realise that the jug was completely empty. The alcohol had taken over my senses now. The world seemed to revolve around me and I blinked a few times to clear my vision and I got up from the couch. I walked into my dressing room and looked at myself . My eyes were red and my steps weren't firm.  That is the reason I don't drink. My hand was itching to hold the hookah pipe in my hand and my throat longed for the puff of Marijuna. I walked back to my bed and slumped down. The veins on my forehead were throbbing and I slept.

I woke up with a bad headache and a horrible mood. I realise that today was the day we need to go the our Kuldevi temple with her. I exhaled through my mouth and walked towards the snanghar. I stepped into the water and took two full dips into the cold waters. 

I noticed Surya coming my way and maids entering the bathroom in a line with all the essentials.

"Ahem, So my dear Yuvraj, today excursion to the temples has been cancelled because of the re-open of The princesses wounds. Also you might have to purchase a new mirror for her as the older one broke yesterday night. And DO GO TO VISIT HER, this I am telling you as a FRIEND,  Yuvraj."  sarcasm was laid in his voice.

"There is another thing" he said and he came closer to the water." The maids of your palace are pretty good, mind lending me one for a night"

"Seriously Surya, Oh my God, You just never change" I said splashing some water onto his clean clothes. He laughed and walked out while saying" I already have had a bath my dear prince".

He really was capable of pissing me off in the morning. But his words always brought smile to my lips.

Getting ready I walked out of my room with a sword remembering to visit her. It took some ten minutes to reach the Chandra Mahal and I noticed maids moving out the palace with bowls of bloody water and bloodied bandages. My eyebrows joined together with worry and I fastened my pace. I entered her room and my eyes widened looking at the room . It was a complete mess. Looking at the environment it felt that a war had taken place in the room last night. 

I guess she rage took over her last night.

I looked at her. She looked like she had just taken a bath. Her hair was dripping wet and she was smelling of jasmine and fresh pine like all times. Her body was devoid of any jewellery. The only thing that was adorning her was the long line of vermilion on her wet parting. She still looked beautiful. Something was different about her. No everything was different about her.

My eyes went a little down and I noticed her staring at me. Those brown orbs of the endless sands of the desert always makes me lost in them.

"Why are you here? Or do you plan to humiliate me again"

Uff ! Her voice and the fake sternness in it just makes me like her more. She brought a smile to my face. I immediately covered the smile up and my eyes went to her stomach. I didn't see any bandages around her stomach. The lines on my forehead appeared again. I knew she wasn't hurt in the same place. Where did she get hurt then? I was really curious right now. I stared into her eyes and deliberately brought heaviness to my voice and said,

"You should stand up when talking to the royals , Unless you are hurt, because I don't see your stomach bandaged"

She immediately stood up. But the expression changed and their was pain in her eyes. Her eyes became watery and she asked the same question again. But this time her voice was barely above a whisper. Her voice also broke in the middle. Her attempt of hiding the pain was unsuccessful.

My eyes immediately went to her feet and I gasped silently. The white bandages had turned red. Guild washed over me like the great sea waves. 

She hurt herself. Why did she hurt herself deliberately? I don't want her to get hurt. 

I gulped down the lump forming in my throat. All because of my stupid command. I wanted to hit myself so badly at that time. I could not stand there any longer and I strided out of the room. Standing outside I heard her say,

"Alisha, Please..Aah..Ask the ph..ysician to co..me here"

Pain was evident in her voice and I clapped my hand twice. An attendee immediately attended to me. 

"Ask someone to clean her room immediately"

I walked through the cool corridors dejectedly and went back to my room. I opened the turban off my head to take off the extra weight. I kept my sword away and opened the cupboard. My medicines were kept there. The recovery from these were quicker as they were used on sword inflicted injury in the wars. I took a clean roll of bandages and the box of medicinal paste and walked back to her room.

I stood in front of her room for a few seconds. Courage of facing her had left me in the last moment but I entered inside.

She looked at me again with those painful eyes which changed into surprise.

"Yuvraj, Aap yahan ?" ("Yuvraj ,you here?)

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