MANNAT : His desire

THE WAR OF TWO HEARTS

This time when I opened my eyes from my sleep, it's not because of someone's voice,  but because of the pain in my neck..

 I opened my eyes and bent my neck first the left side and then the right..

When I look down..

My eyes meet with Mr.khan's . He is looking at me and is holding my hand over his heart ..

I can feel his heartbeat.. when I couldn't hold his stare I looked at our tangled hands..
And feel the heat in my cheeks..

I tried to take my hand but he tightened his hold.

"Nahh, sleep I like watching you sleeping "

"Why ?" I asked.

"Because you are not grumpy when you are sleeping ..
Infact yout are not grumpy in my dream.
You look worried for me and you care for me in my dream."

I can't believe he is still thinking this is a dream..thinking about last night I placed my other hands over his forehead, now his fever seems down.

Thank God he is fine now.

"Mr. Khan ?" I said

"Yes rohi" 

"This is- this is not a dream. "

"You are lying." He moved his head and looked at me straight .

I sigh and replied "No I am not "

"Pinch me then.."

Come on, does he seriously think I am so heartless that I can't take care of him when he is sick… I am not even that grumpy..
I admit I never talked to him normally but still..

I pinch him hard on his shoulder but his expressions didn't even change as if it didn't hurt him.

He smiles so hard "Wow you are real."

"Yes I am "

He gets up so suddenly that his head collided hard with mine 

"Oww" I said as I place my hand over his head 
"Shit sorry sorry" he gets up and looks at my forehead closely..

When the pain subsided he asked

"Why are you here?"

"Vally called me last night when you were burning with fever."

He smiled again. "So you were really worried for me huh.
And you even cooked for me..
What's next?
Your love confession. "

Now he is getting ahead of himself, I glare at him and replied

"No next is some medicine for your delusions."

He laughs and it makes me happy that he is not thinking about his nightmare last night.

"For someone who was burning with high fever last night you look perfectly fine now" I said 

"Yeah, do you want a thank you letter..?"

I hold a blanket and pretend like I am placing it over my head. "What I want is some sleep.
Thank you very much.."

"Mannat ?" He said

"Hmm ?"

"Thank you.."

I remove the blanket from my face and asked

"For holding you like that?"

He shake his head and replied

"For being real."

I don't know what to feel about it. What did he mean by me being real..

But I realised that he still needs to take his medicine and for that he needs food.
I remove my blanket.