MANNAT : His desire

OUR SICK TANZIL

MANNAT'S POV..

Something in my heart doesn't feel right, since the moment I heard that he is having a high fever, maybe its because he is working non- stop these days.

He often give me leave for the next day whenever we go with vally and Mr. Singhania .

But he himself work day and night without giving him enough time to rest.. 
It's like he is punishing himself for not sleeping.

The want to see him is making me restless and I don't like this..

This feeling in my chest, it's almost like I want to crush it under my palm..

With these thoughts in my mind I reach his mansion.

Mr. Singaniay and vally are staying here when Mr Khan requests them not to stay in any hotel.

I entered the mension and my sight met with a worried vally,  she rushed towards me and told me Mr.Khan's condition..

As we walked towards his room I said
"Hey, you go ahead to sleep ,I'll take care of him."

She is herself looking very tired and It's getting late.

"No I am alright"  I can see the concern she has for him in her eyes and it makes me happy that he has someone who cares for him like this.

I never saw his mother or his father , never even heard about them. It's almost like they don't exist..

"Vally go I'll handle him" I reassured her , she nods and walked away..

Now I am standing in front of his door, my heart almost threatening me to come out of my chest , taking a deep breath to calm it down. I turn the knob down and open the door..

I saw him lying on his bed with two blankets over him, his face pale and his eyes closed..

He is holding the blanket in such tight grip that his knuckles turn white..

He opened his eyes a second later and looked at me as If he already knew I was standing here..

Blinking a few times he questioned
"What the hell are you doing here at this hour ?"

I said nothing and walked towards him

"Wait, are you even real or I am imagining you again".

Hearing him I stopped in my track.
Again??
He is saying this as if imagining me in his room is a daily occurence for him.

But ignoring it I sit down on the bed and touch his forehead with the back of my hand..

He closed his eyes when I did that.
Shit he is burning..

"I am here.. "

"Did you eat anything..?" I asked him, knowing the fact that I can't give him any medicine on an empty stomach.

He sigh and opened his eyes 
"Yes, definitely imagine you.."
"Otherwise no way you will care for me like this."

Is this man for real?? He is burning with high fever yet he is busy with the question if I am real or not.

"Did you eat anything ?" I asked again in a stern voice..

He looked at me for a second and then blink innocently..

I think my heart melts a little after seeing him doing that.
"No". he shook his head.

"Wait here.." I told him and put a blanket over him carefully. I remove his hand from it..his hands are burning but his grip loosened .