Truthfully Yours

Chapter 67

"Vir, do I have to leave?" Raghu groaned, leaning to the door, pushing his weight on the door. I walked towards the idiot to push him off the wood before he broke it.

"Dude, you can stay over, but please stay away from the furniture, please."

"I'm sorry, Vir. I'll stay over next time. I have work to do," he said as soon as I asked him to stay.

This idiot! I groaned inward before flashing a fake grin. Grabbing the back of his shirt, I dragged him out.

"Nice of you to consider my 'pleadings'. Now please have the honor of leaving the singhanias alone," I smirked, and he pushed my hand off, adjusting his shirt.

"Yeah, yeah, now that you have a wife, son, and brother, you made your best friend homeless," he complained, pouting.

Seriously bro? He ain't a five-year-old, is he? But surely behaves like one.

"Okay, Vir, leaving the double standards off, when are you planning to resume your work? You know, right, the cases around are quite risky with teenagers. Now that we've passed out of 'school' for the second time in life, I don't think my back will help with the third time. Don't you think so?"

"Yup. I do think the same. I hope Shyam will lead me to the right way to the main black trade and illegal route around here. I could smell like it's just 'round here."

"You still look young, bro. I guess you can study at school again," he mocked, and I chuckled.

"My wife wouldn't allow it," I said and winked at him.

"Surely if you keep charming people around," he muttered begrudgingly, and I laughed it off.

"I'll start my inspection tomorrow with Shyam. He asked me to meet him by the bridge. And also, I want to find the bloody bastard that'd sent the killer around that almost killed my family. And mark my words, I'll find the person at once and rip every bone except for the soul, I say," I pledged followed by Raghu's hoot in encouragement, and I heard a shriek from behind. 

I turned to find Madhvi standing by the door with her hand pressed over her chest in fear.

"Madhvi?"

"Vir, don't even say that again. Don't even state it again. You're not killing anyone, AGAIN!" she said as her body trembled in fear.

"Madhvi, it's not what you think. Vir is being protective of you. Only he knows how he'd have survived without you. The fucker that sent men to kill you, needs to be killed or they'll get you one way or the other," Raghu said and I watched my wife's eyes fill with tears, her eyes glued to mine in a silent plea.

I took steps towards her, dismissing Raghu's words because no explanation would stand a wife's apprehension, and my wife is no exception.

Her eyes snapped in Raghu's direction in a firm stare as she spoke, "No, Raghu. You both can't make this right. I don't want Vir's hand bloodied because, by the end of the day, he'll only take our son in those hands. I don't want our son to face a fate full of blood, rage, and hell. If he keeps on picking up on the enemies and killing them, the next would only rise."

"You think it wouldn't if he let the enemies away?" Raghu enquired, and I looked back at him through my shoulder. He took the cue from my words and left, not before patting my shoulder in understanding.