Author's povAryan was sitting on the stairs of the temple . This temple was close to the hospital and also the same place where he and Aisha got married.
He was still feeling numb after discovering his truth , he felt shattered from inside but right now he has many more problems to tackle and deal with.
It was as if problems were hovering him from all sides trying to swallow him whole.
He wanted to cry as well as remain strong , he wanted to thinking about the people he left behind but also forget them , he just wanted to shut his eyes and give up but also strive to live for Aisha...
Aisha came and sat beside him with water in a plastic glass , Aryan looked at her with his red puffy eyes which had nothing but immense pain in them. Aisha gulped the lump in her throat and made him drink water with her own hand.
Aryan sighed and wrapped his arms around her pulling her close to his chest... Aisha wanted to ask him what was wrong but couldn't after seeing his condition.
" I am sorry..." She heard him say in a faint voice and looked up at his face. He was staring at nothing in particular...
" Why are you sorry...? I don't know what actually happened but I know you aren't at fault." Her words made his heart weak and he sniffed.
Aisha tighten her grip around his waist and pressed her lips on his chest feeling her husband's pain.
" This is the place I married you and promised to take care of you , provide you every happiness and a home... but look here we are at the same place today shattered and homeless . If I knew I was just going to spoil your life like this I wouldn't have filled your-" Aisha placed her palm on his mouth and shook her head.
" If you didn't held my hand that day then maybe I wouldn't have been alive today..." Aryan clutched her tightly to his chest after hearing her words and swallowed the painful lump in his throat.
" Don't..." He said softly in his hoarse voice. She is the only loved one he is left with now and he can't bare to be apart from.
" Didn't we decide to give ourselves a chance , a chance to our relationship, a chance to this marriage... That day you stood by my side , today I want to stand beside you , that day you took me home and today I wanna take you home Aryan..." Aisha said breaking the hug and standing up.
She forwarded her hand towards him which he held reluctantly and with confusion lacing his face. He stood up and kept looking at her face , she smiled lightly at him and pulled him with her.
After walking for sometime Aryan understood where she was taking him , it was the house where she lived her childhood and teens , which was built by Neelam's blood and sweat...
A small tiny house which still has warmth , a real home in every aspect...
Aisha opened the door and looked at Aryan , she smiled at him and held his hand more firmly as they stepped inside together.
Aisha took Aryan to her bedroom and made him sit on her bed... His face was pale and eyes so heavy and tired that it may look like he hadn't slept for days.
She forcefully made him lay down and started massaging his head after getting comfortable beside him. Aryan felt somewhat better because of her magical hand working in his scalp.
Suddenly he hugged her waist and hide his face in her tummy.... Aisha was startled at first but soon got worried when she felt the cloth near her stomach wet.
Her husband was crying.... Crying bitterly in her embrace.
She rubbed his back without saying anything for a long time.
After Aryan felt better he looked at her and pulled her more close to himself if it was possible...
" Aisha..." he tried to speak but chocked on his tears . Aisha rubbed his back and tried her best to console him.
" I... I am th..the reason why maa is in that condition today , I am the soul reason why dadi left us... They all were right Aisha... I am the problem , I am the one who destroyed everything..." He said in a broken tone and Aisha found herself crying at his condition.
She cupped his face and shook her head.
" No Aryan , it...it can't be your fault. I know please don't say that ." She hugged him to her chest.
Somehow Aisha managed to put him to sleep still hugging him to her chest tightly...
She didn't sleep and kept thinking about something the whole night.
Next day Aryan got up with a headache and a bad sore throat. He didn't find Aisha beside him and panicked...
Where did Aisha go...!? Did she leave me alone too..??
His messed up mind was playing tricks with him just then Aisha entered the room with tea and placed in on the side table. She went and sat beside him and Aryan looked at her with relief.
" Where did you go..!?" He asked in his hoarse voice .
" I went to prepare tea for my husband." She said with a smile and brought the cup infront of him.
Aryan was not able to make out what was happening around him , he was still in daze.... He has lost everything even himself in just a day but this girl was still by his side.
When he didn't take the tea and just kept looking at her , Aisha kept the cup back and stood close to him caressing his face with a loving faint smile. Aryan wrapped his arms around her and kept his head on her chest.
Aisha stoked his hair lovingly...
" Aryan let's forget everything.... all the things that's causing you pain , let's bury the things that are hurting you and start our live. A new beginning together..." She said in her soft voice as if she was talking to a baby , even though Aisha wanted to know what has happened that turned their life upside down but the impact on Aryan made her stop...
He needs a new beginning , away from the mess and pain...
Aryan pulled away and looked at Aisha , he held her hand and kissed her palms...
" Thank you Aisha... A new start it is with just us.. together."
" Always..." Aisha said and kissed his forehead.
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