More than just Feluda (Fanfic)

Recovered

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She took her time recovering both physically and emotionally over the days and weeks.

He came home in the afternoon when she was re-arranging the cupboard in their room. Closing the door silently he came and announced, "I'm back at your service, your highness... What's the lady busy in?"

She turned to him and rolled her eyes. "Mitter Babu, Please... You've done enough for me over the last few weeks, don't give me more guilt about it."

"What's there to be guilty about? Can I not care for my dear wife for some days when she is sick?"

She frowned and went back to work with the cupboard. He also went there and started helping her out. "But you've already started finding work for yourself. You should still be resting."

"I'm fine now, don't worry. And.... Thank you for everything."

"My mad girl, this way I'll need to thank you almost every day for all that you do!"

She sighed. "But still....
 I know it might have looked like I overreacted... You weren't in touch with my father very much, neither was I after marriage; but I did have a close bond with him in my childhood."

"Yeah, I guessed so." He was glad she had finally started talking about it.

"I felt sad... For not going to meet & help him when he really needed me. I felt like it was my fault, I fell short at the duties of a daughter. But now I understand, it's all a play of fate; nothing really was in my control." Her eyes seemed to well up again.

He watched her with pain. She had been having those nightmares like before again, and was even afraid of his touch at such times. It hadn't been easy to calm her down, but he knew she needed some time to go through it all.

And then, she looked down as tears ran her face again. "But our baby..."

He quickly took her hands. "It was also a play of fate, Sindhu. It's just that we still have some more time to be parents. It was not your fault in any way."

"Yes, I know... But it's... still disheartening."

He didn't say anything. 

After a small pause, she decided to continue.
"And, don't laugh at me... But you know, I had heard husbands loose interest in their wives when they couldn't bear a child, even outcast them... I was afraid of the same thing."

He suddenly arched his eyebrows and shook his head smiling. "Sindhu, you and your imaginativeness! It was just a miscarriage, darling! We can still have children again..."

She nodded her head slightly. 

"And, one thing to clear out; I don't care if we have zero, one, two, three, or even twelve children; I will still be loving you all the same!... Hmm?"

She wiped her face and managed a small smile. "I know."

He lifted her hands to his mouth and kissed them. "...That's what I love about you. You don't mess up over problems. You understand them, find a sensible solution or accept & move on. And then smile again.
 You're very strong."

"Not always though. Not since the last few weeks."

"You have been strong through it all, Rosogolla. You just took your time to accept everything, which is completely fine...
And even if you did find yourself breaking down, I've always had your back. And I always will be there for you."

Saying this he planted a kiss on her forehead.