Angeline - His Uninvited Queen ✅

83 - Smiling Again

Arun's POV:

The soft glow of the evening sun casted a warm light across our silent room. Vijay had left to pick Pari up from her school. I put the used clothes in the washing machine, turned it on, and folded the already washed and dried clothes. When I was arranging the folded clothes in our children's wardrobe, Angel's shocking voice with a tinge of guilt cut through the silent air, "Oh jesus!..."

Angel was sleeping till that moment. I didn't know when she woke up. I turned towards the bed immediately and found Angel, sitting in the corner of the bed, trying to get down, her eyes scanning the bed.

I yelled, rushing to her, "Angel, won't you call me, if you want to get out of the bed?"

She ignored my words and cried, her eyes still on the bed, "Mama, periods... Blood. Sorry..."

I shifted my eyes to the bed. I could see blood stains on the white floral printed sky blue bed sheet of our bed. I didn't care about the blood stain, but my heart felt a pang as she cried, and I pulled her to a comforting hug to my tummy nervously, lifting her chin up. "Why are you crying? Do you have stomach pain? Shall we go to the hospital?" I wiped her tears.

She shook her head, fresh tears forming in her eyes. "No. I already told you once that I won't have any pain during periods na? But I ruined your clothes and bed sheet." Her voice quivered.

Was she crying because of this? Why was she making it a big deal as if the stain could not be washed at all? Even if it could not be washed, we could just throw it away and change the bed sheet. It's as simple as that.

I exhaled relaxingly, wiping her face once again with a smile, and pinched her nose. "Will you cry for this? You go and change your clothes. I will wash it."

She shook her head, widening her eyes with shock. "No no. I will wash it."

"Tiny..." I stared at her. "Do what I say. You should stay away from physical activities as of now."

"But I will sit and wash." She made a silly face. "How can you touch my blood?"

What an idiotic question that my smart queen asked! Did she forget that her blood is nothing but a part of her?

I faked a frown, pinching her cheek affectionately. "How am I touching your cheek now? The same way I will touch your blood, too. Simple." I shrugged.

"Mama..." She passed a death stare with her exhausted eyes, gritting her teeth as if I said something wrong. "Are my cheeks and blood the same?"

I smiled, shaking my head. "Maybe, not. But if I am able to touch your cheeks when you are healthy, I should be able to touch your blood too, when you are suffering. Otherwise, it's not love. And I guess, I don't need to explain how much I love you."

She fell silent, her eyes glued at my eyes, looking at me as if nothing matters to her except me in this world. "Why do you love me so much?" She asked.

I lifted her in my arms with a smile and brushed my forehead against her forehead gently, walking towards the bathroom. "If there is a reason, it's not love, tiny. We may enter someone's life because of reasons. But the reasons disappear when love appears. Appa taught us this, right?" I said.

"Yes." Fresh tears formed in her eyes and she turned her face away, wiping her tears with one of her forearms.

I really didn't know how to stop her tears. She was still crying for everything, even for the things that made her happy. It was disheartening, but I smiled in the hope that she would smile at least by looking at my smile. "Leave it. Which dress do you want to wear now? Yours or mine?" I asked, leaving her down inside the bathroom.