Bond To Him

(19)

I forgot to add a line in Ekansh's Pov that he will be deciding to call the divorce lawyer and request him to cancel the making of the divorce agreement paper. (Of course, he will ponder it)

Ruhi:

It's been two hours since I woke up. And since then, my mind has been occupied with multiple questions.

Why Ekansh is doing this all? Is he still considering divorcing me?

If yes, then should I be careful? Because he loves that chudail so much.

And why are we sharing the bed and sleeping in each other arms like other married couples?

What about those passionate kisses we are sharing nowadays?

I want to clarify my questions but don't want to mess up our moments.

The first rays of the sun hit the sky. The time could be 6. I sat and gathered my hair in a bun.  Then I tried to wake him up, "Ekansh!" He woke up smiling brightly at me, "Good morning, Ruhi!"

"We should leave for home," I informed and stood but he pulled me back. I fell right on his chest. He took the chance and held me tight against him.

"We are not going home. We will stay here." He argued otherwise. Sometimes, he acts like a baby.

"Ekansh, sar phod denge Aapka abhi,"

"Ekansh, I will smash your head," I threatened him. He widened his eyes in fake fear and sat up.

"Bache ki jaan logi kya?"

"Are you going to kill me?"

I shook my head at his words, "We will get late," I addressed him, trying to shove him away. When he didn't let me go, I gave him a deadly glare.

"Ok. Angel, let's go home," He announced finally, letting me go.

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"So, on Monday we will take your practical test," our head professor announced. "You will have Sunday to prepare well." We all nodded. Unfortunately, Ekansh were nowhere in the rounds for that. But on eavesdropping on our senior doctor's conversation, I heard that he had some emergency to attend to in the casualty ward.

After the clinical postings, we went to the cafeteria. I was worried about Ekansh. So I text him.

Ruhi: Had your lunch?

Ekansh: Yes with Anthra.

My face dropped. I offed my mobile and threw it in my bag. But when I raised my head, I saw Ekansh and his friend Harshit Pra, whom I met last night.

They just entered the cafe and occupied an empty desk. Ekansh smirked at me and winked his eye.

Once again my mobile beeped with a text message. So I checked it. It was from Ekansh.

Ekansh: Apka gussa bhi humara din bana detha hai. (Even your anger makes my day.)

Deliberately, a smile started to occupy over my face. I lifted my head and glanced at him.

Another message appeared on the notification bar.

Ekansh: Nakh Chidi. Today's class is at 4:30. (Author: I dunno what Nakh Chidi in English is but you can assume Angry Bird)

"Haye mei marjawa!"

"Holy goodness!" I was startled and dropped my mobile on the table by Saniya's sudden exclamation. "You both are into romance. What changed, suddenly?"