Love Is Medicine

CHAPTER 59

HANIA:

After 4 days...

"How are you feeling now Hanu?" Anvi ask, i held the phone between my ear and shoulder.

"I'm doing good..better than before," i quickly swallowed the iron tablets, i hate the taste of them.

"I was about to call you yesterday.. thought you might be busy..so i didn't!" I spoke bidding a good bye to my parents.

They are visiting my cousin, who gave birth to a baby girl last week.

"Actually I'm so sorry Hanu.. something came up and I didn't even call you from last two days.." i feel the guilt in her voice.

"It's okay Anvita..I understand!" I quickly lock the front door.

"Well..why isn't Arsh picking up my call..few days back there were like 10 missed calls..and then suddenly he's phone is off?" I question and the was a complete silence on the other side.

"Hello?"

"Anvi are you there?" I checked the Signal it's fine?

She handed the phone to Arsh "Hey, Hanu..How are you??" he greeted.

"I'm good Arsh..is everything ok?" I ask, i felt something wrong..like they aren't in there usual cheerful personalities.

"Yeah..yeah all good, sorry about the calls, I was a bit...drunk, i was calling my driver and then realised.. it's you..." What? It's sounded so werid!

"How's your blood levels now?" He's clearly distracting me from the previous topic.

"I checked it today... it's on 9, the saline were done yesterday itself..now on the medication.." i answer, something is strange, the way he's voice was quivering.

"Take care of yourself hanu..eat well!" He handed the phone back to Anvi, we both spoke for a few minutes until she excused herself in the name of class.

From the last couple of days I was so sick, first i had high fever and i thought I'll feel better once I'm home..break from all the drama and my parents made me get the blood work done..and it showed that my HB levels were 7!

It was such a tough week! Both physically and mentally...I felt it's too much for me!

Thankfully no one bought Taheer bhai's topic up, not even my parents, his or he himself.. they used to visit me daily to check up on me.

I wouldn't have imagined what my reaction would be.. I'm emotionally drained!

I just showered, and now I've to make a braid, i normally struggle with my hair, now I've to do it with a swollen hand!

My whole left hand is swollen and it hurts alot..

Most difficult task now! What should I make for lunch badi jazbat mai maine kiya hai ammi ko...ye bol ke I can cook my own food!

Eggs? I'm eating the same thing from past week, vegetables? I don't even want to see them for a month or two.. chicken? It'll take quite a time, I can't wait..I decided pasta..the only thing which i can eat my whole life.

I kept water to boil and someone knocked on the front door, i turn off the stove..i don't want to clean anything!

And they knocked again! And i can't find my dupatta here... again they did.. "Kon hai?" No response, they'll leave if go upstairs for a dupatta?

The last option left is towel! I took the towel wrapped it around me, and a nonsense thought entered my mind what if it's a theif??