Chapter 17: TRAUMA!

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Nila's PoV

"AGHHHHHHHH !"

He kept on gashing the bole of a tree, to vent out his frustration.

250 TONS WERE SEIZED !

DAMN IT IS HIS HARD SAVINGS FROM 2-3 YEARS !

THAT BLOODY DG HAS INCURED US LOSS OF OUR TRUSTFUL MEN ALONG WITH 145 CRORES!

"DG !!!!!"

The trunk has turned into wood saw by this time.

So, he turned towards another tree, to powder into wood dust.

With one gash, the trunk was half cut.

He raised the axe to make other half also cut, but I stopped him by holding the axe.

"MAMA !" I shouted and looked into his eyes.

"Leave Nila."

"I won't."

"LISTEN WHEN I SAY SOMETHING NILA" He yelled at me.

"DON'T COMPLICATE THE EASY GOING THINGS... OUT OF YOUR SO-CALLED LOVE" He screams even terrifying the terrible forest around.

"YOU ARE TAUNTING ME ?"

"Definately YES! 

STUPID ! CAME TO ME SINGING SONG OF LOVE.

BUT SEE, WHAT THAT DG HAS DONE ?

ENJOY BEING IN INTERNATIONAL SMUGGLER'S LIST" He gashed the trunk again, while my tears flown along the tree milk.

I started to go away running.

"NILA... STOP"

But I didn't,

"NILA STOP" 

He threw the axe, to hack against tree to obstruct my way.

Sobbing, I remained in that position, while he started coming towards me

"Nila..." He softened his voice, but not my heart

"Nila ma... Sorry" He held my chin, and turned my sulked face towards him.

"I didn't kno- know, he would do that. I ... I ...thought to be right beside you, at least in th-this low moment of yours." I said while sobbing.

"Ok, Ok... See I'm not scolding you. Now, don't  cry." He pulled to give the warmth of consolation.

"I'm not crying..." I said rubbing off the nose with hand and cleaning the hand to his shirt.

He chuckled, "Haa, you're not crying... You're very brave... That you could go CEYLON, alone"

"I can. But I won't" 

"YOU HAVE TO..."

"WH-"

"Nila, listen. It's not safe for you here. You go away to Ceylon-"

"Ho-"

"Don't worry... My love, after a few days, even I'll reach you out there. Let's start the things afresh" He said crushing me more into himself.

"But, it needs a lot of money ? How ?" I said parting from him

He glared back into my eyes and threw the axe... to the tree, to which the minister was tied, shaving off a few strands of his bald hair.

Valli's PoV

My heartbeat was as paced as the baby's breathing.

"Devare !"

Even the temperature was increasing with the time delay.

So, I called Ajji if she had any remedies to bring his temperature down, as prolonged fever in babies may affect their brains.

Using beetle leaves, turmeric roots, and some other unnamed things, we made a quick paste and applied it on his forehead and chest, which seemed to work as the temperature started lowering.

While I was preparing to change the paste, I heard noises of argument. Without further delay, I interrupted the guards on the gate and RMP.

"Rude people!" Muttering RMP came and saw the paste applied to the baby.

"Why do they call us, if they have their own remedies to cure !"

He was hell-pissed it seems, but Vaidyo Narayana, so we kept quiet while he yelled for applying anything to the baby suffering from pneumonia.

"Madam... Please don't do anything and everything.

And Pallavi, how many times should I tell you to keep his weekly shots ready with you" Scolding, he gave IV to the baby.

"Only give liquid foods and these medicines and don't let him get dehydrated!

Daivittu, again don't use your masalas on him" 

RMP left after the baby, and the grey nails of the baby started getting to normal.

Seeing the baby's fingers, my fingers interwined thinking about the big disease this tiny creature is fighting.

"Madam, thanks for taking care of Shannu. I'll take leave" Pallavi left, while I stayed back with the thoughts of "SHANNU", SHANMUKH VARSHNEYA.

It was so disturbing even to think, that kids here facing all the trauma due to Pneumonia.

Bustling my inner turmoil, here knocks the devil.

As soon as I opened the door, he closed the distance with a bear hug, which was evident of his happiness and pride due to his achievement... troubling the 6 out of 10 people in the name of checking.

I didn't respond, all the while he hugged me but had to let a gasp when my navel was thumbed.

"Sir, you forgot to tak-" 

Aghhhh!

Idiot! Idiot!

Third time on the same day, witnessing it!

Does this man hugging me have something called brain or shame?

Soon, I freed myself from the loosened clutches and faded into the kitchen.

While I was frying away my embarrassment along with chips, I heard him.

"Valli, cook this" He placed it in the kitchen before leaving to upstairs.

He asked to cook something specifically really after a long time.

How can I deny it?

I went to the dinner to take that cover, but while taking it into my hands, I felt it weird and opened it there.

Only to leave, the cover to ground.

While the blood from mutton from the cover spread on the turmeric-washed floor.

"THU... YUCK"

I was glaring at the flesh-smeared floor and the closed door on the first floor, while I kept my disgusting hands, which touched the cover away from my torso.

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Before non-veg lovers get offended, lemme say Valli was Madhwa Bramhin in 1989, so her reaction shouldn't be that unexpected!

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