Our Forbidden Love

Chapter 20

Rahul's grip on Manisha's hand tightened as she struggled to break free. In a panic, she shouted, "Leave me alone!" But Rahul's hold only grew stronger. He leaned in closer, his face contorted with anger.

"Accha toh tum chahti ho ki sabko tumhare secret lover ke baare mei pata chal jaye?" Rahul whispered menacingly. "Tum chahti ho ki tumhare papa ko pata chale Abhishek ke baare mei?" Manisha's blood ran cold. She knew the consequences of her father finding out about her forbidden relationship, and she trembled in fear.

Rahul smirked triumphantly, knowing he had the upper hand. He gestured for Manisha to sit on his lap. "Now, let's have a little chat," he said, his voice dripping with malice.

"Please, Rahul, aisa mat karo," Manisha pleaded, her voice quivering with desperation. But her pleas fell on deaf ears as Rahul forcefully dragged her onto his lap.

In his wickedness, Rahul tipped over a glass of water, deliberately pouring it onto the floor. He called Abhishek, who happened to be in the vicinity, to clean up the mess. Abhishek, being a chef and not a cleaner, was taken aback by the unusual request.

However, he swallowed his confusion and went down to clean the water without questioning it.

As Abhishek entered the room, his eyes widened in shock when he saw Manisha, sitting helplessly on Rahul's lap. His heart sank, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

But he plastered a faint smile on his face and proceeded to carry out the unexpected task.

Unperturbed by Abhishek's presence, Rahul sneered and began showering Manisha's neck with forceful kisses. Manisha tried her best to resist, to fight back, but she felt utterly powerless. She glanced towards Abhishek, her eyes filled with pain and sorrow, watching as her beloved lover struggled to hide his tears.

His face, contorted with sadness and despair, tore at her soul. She felt a lump form in her throat and her eyes welled up with tears. She desperately wanted to run to him, hold him tightly, and tell him that everything would be alright. But she felt helpless, unable to ease his pain.

Finally, Abhishek finished cleaning up the water and swiftly made his way out of the room, unable to contain his heartbreak any longer. As Manisha watched him leave, her anger ignited, fueling her resolve.

She forcefully pushed herself off Rahul's lap, tears of frustration and disgust streaming down her face. "Is this what you wanted?" she spat at Rahul, her voice laced with loathing. "Mil.gayi na tumhe khushi?"

Rahul laughed maniacally, reveling in his power over her. He took pleasure in watching her suffer, unaware of the growing storm within Manisha's heart.

As soon as Rahul left, Manisha quietly entered the small room where Abhishek lay sleeping on Nischay's lap, his tear-stained face and pout revealing the pain he had recently experienced. Upon seeing him like this, Manisha felt a lump forming in her throat, knowing that she was, in fact, the reason for Abhishek's sorrow.

The room was shrouded in an atmosphere of utter silence. Manisha hesitantly looked up at Nischay, who seemed lost in his thoughts and did not meet her gaze. Summoning the courage, she finally spoke, her voice trembling, "Nischay, mujhe pata hai tumhe mujh par gussa aa raha hoga."

Nischay turned to face her, and with a gentleness in his voice, he replied, "Nahi Manisha mujhe tum par bikul bhi guss nahi aa rha. Mujhe gussa iski kismat par aa raha hai. Bada bhai hoon main uska. Usse dukh mei nahi dekh sakta"

Manisha's heart swelled with a mix of relief and guilt. "Mera yakeen maniya," she pleaded, "agar main kar sakti toh uske saare dukh apne upar le leti. "

A faint smile flickered across Nischay's face as he said, "ek cheez batau Manisha. Woh kamzor nahi hai. Woh bahut accha hai. Woh kisi ko bhi dukh nahi dena chahta. Jab woh apni pe aata hai toh koi uske saamne khada nahi ho sakta.

Manisha nodded in understanding. "Haan, dekha tha uss din. Jab merko unn logo ne galti se dhakka mara tha. Waise roop Abhishek ka Maine kabhi nahi dekha," she admitted softly.

As a ray of forgiveness filled the room, Nischay got up from the chair, giving Manisha and Abhishek the privacy they needed. Manisha watched him leave and felt a sense of gratitude for his understanding.

(Finally privacy mil gayi inhe)

Alone with Abhishek, Manisha approached him slowly, her heart yearning to comfort him. She leaned over him, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead, and placed a gentle kiss on his damp skin. Abhishek stirred slightly, but his eyes remained closed in peaceful slumber.

Manisha couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the depth of her emotions. In that moment, she longed for time to stand still, to preserve this feeling of belonging and love forever.

She wanted nothing more than to protect Abhishek, to shield him from any pain that may come his way.

As she held him tightly in her embrace, Manisha took a deep breath, inhaling the familiar scent that always brought her solace. 

Abhishek slowly opened his eyes, feeling a wave of confusion wash over him.And then, his eyes settled on Manisha standing lying beside him, looking frightened and uncertain. Instantly, his confusion was replaced by concern for her. "Manisha ji aap theek toh hai?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle.

Manisha's face was pale, her eyes brimming with tears. She had been fearing this moment. She thought that Abhishek had finally come to break up with her, to end the relationship that meant the world to her. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

"Abhishek ji," she began, her voice trembling, "Main sirf aapki hoon. Please aap meri baat ka vishwas kare. M-main apko dhokha nahi de rahi thi"

Abhishek simply looked at her, his eyes filled with love and understanding. He took a step closer, reaching out to hold her hand. "Manisha ji mujhe pata hai" he said gently. "Main isliye roya tha kyunki aap roye the. Merko dikh gaya tha aapki aankho mei woh dukh. Mujhe pata hai aap sirf mere ho. Mujhe iss baat ka dukh tha ki main aapke liye kuch nahi kar paya"

Manisha could hardly believe what she was hearing. All this time, she had been tormented by her own fears, thinking that Abhishek would misinterpret the situation, that he would never understand the depths of her feelings for him. But in that moment, she realized that she had been wrong.

"Aapko yeh toh nahi laga ki main apko dhokha de rahi hopn?" she asked, her voice filled with hope.

Abhishek shook his head firmly. "Nahi Manisha ji. Main jaanta hoon aapko. Apne jitna mujhe pyar kara hai utna koi nahi kar sakta. Aur Rahul ko jo karna hai kare par yeh shaadi mei bikul nahi hone doonga"

Overwhelmed with gratitude and relief, Manisha broke down in Abhishek's arms. He held her tightly, comforting her with his presence, while she wept loudly. And in that embrace, she felt a love that she had never experienced before. It was pure, unconditional, and it filled her with a sense of belonging she had never thought possible.

As Manisha continued to weep, the weight of her fears lifted. She realized how lucky she was to have Abhishek, a man who loved her unconditionally, who saw her for who she truly was. She kept muttering, "Thank you, thank you," overwhelmed with emotion.

Abhishek continued to cradle her, whispering soothing words until she finally fell asleep in his arms. He stayed there, holding her close, knowing that he would always be there to protect and cherish her.

Authors note
Green flag hai dono.