You & Me ; Towards Our Forbidden Future

Chapter 38

With a startle, Deepa woke up. She sat straight, while rubbing her misty eyes. The coat that covered her fell on her lap. She was confused at first, but seeing the unique embroidery of letter A on the coat, she folded the coat neatly with a faint smile on her lips.

'Achan is here...'

The same time, the sound of the approaching footsteps rang. Deepa shifted her gaze, and saw her father walking towards her.

"Acha, have you seen Amma?" Deepa asked with concern and worry. With her father here, she doesn't need the mask of a strong woman.

"Not yet." Prakash looked straight into his daughter's eyes. Her almond brown eyes is exactly like him. Bold, serious and dominative when facing a tough situation. But deep inside she is sensitive and weak.

Prakash seemed to search a familiar shadow in her eyes. But there wasn't even the slightest sign of what he searched for. Knowing this, he don't know whether to be glad or despair...

His thoughts could only be ended with a heavy sigh.

"Don't worry, Deepu. I talked with the doctors already. Amma is out of danger now. She will wake up soon." Prakash said while tapping on Deepa's shoulder to assure her.

"Thank God.." Deepa whispered in gratitude and hugged her father. After a whole day of distress, she could finally breathe in relief...

Prakash gently patted his daughter's back silently. No one spoke.... For a long time....

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"Excuse me guys, can I come in?"

Hearing an unfamiliar voice, Deepa glanced at the source of it.

The owner of the voice is a man in his mid-fifties, but because of his obvious care to his body and health, he looks like in his forties, with gray hairs. He is wearing a white coat, and smiling enthusiastically at them. His hazel eyes were curved into an arc, showing obvious wrinkles, but that doesn't affected his positivity a bit.

As a surgeon who explored at many countries and all aspects of medicine, Deepa certainly knew who he is.

Dr. Rafael Carlos Péres. One of the greatest neurosurgeons alive in the history of medicine. His research documents created an uproar in the field of neurology. His greatest invention is in the field of neuro-oncology, which increased the success rate of brain surgery above 90%.

"So, this is your daughter, right Yadhav?" Rafael smiled as he stood beside Prakash, and looked at Deepa familiarly.

"Yeah." Prakash side hugged his daughter and glanced at Rafael coldly and said as a reminder. "Deepa Lakshmi Yadhav."

Rafael raised his bro in surprise, but quickly erased it from his face. He extended his hands to Deepa who is looking at them in confusion.

"Little missy, you have grown up a lot. The last time we me, you were still-- " Before he could complete, he felt a chill running through his spine. Seeing his friend's eyes staring at him in warning, he gulped and continued, "-- a baby... Haha... You were too little back then!"

"Hello, I am Deepa." Deepa was a little a embarrassed cause of this stranger's intimacy. She was even more confused by what he said.

"He met you when you were young. He is in charge of Radhika's treatment now." Prakash said.

"You guys knew eachother?" Deepa looked at her father in surprise.

"Of course, princess. Me and your dad are buddies from college!!" Rafael said while sighing in melancholy.

"Huh? Dad, I thought you never left India before getting your job?" Deepa glanced at her father with full question marks over her head.

Prakash looked at Rafael, if eyes can kill, Rafael probably be under six feet now.

Rafael was chocked by the father and daughter.

"Hahaha... Oh, princess, I heard a lot about your research. Little missy really became a surgeon! You are so impressive and talented at a young age! Like father, like daughter! Hahaha ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ" Rafael wanted to cry without tears. So scary!!

"Thank you, Dr. Rafael. I still have a lot to learn." Deepa was distracted by the blabbers of Rafael and forgot about what she asked.

"Deepu, you go back to the room. I will visit, mom. Diya will be here soon. Have breakfast and freshen up. Okay? I will deal with here." Prakash interrupted their talk. Don't know what this fool will spill out, if they continued to talk.

Deepa nodded in agreement.

"Let's see later, little missy!" Rafael said with a wide smile, and left with Prakash.

Deepa locked her gaze at them until they disappeared from her view.

Dr. Rafael is here to treat Amma??

Deepa was full of suspicion.

He is renowned for his stubborn attitude. His work and research is in Spain, and usually his patients come to Spain to get treatment. He won't go to other hospitals to treat patients unless it's an emergency situation.

He really came to Kerala to treat his friend's wife? Let alone Kerala, she have never heard of Rafael's visit to India. Not even once!

"Why didn't dad tell us about him, if they have such a strong bond? We knew all of his friends and acquaintances...."

And also...

Why do Dr. Rafael sounds like he knew a lot about her family?

When did Dad studied in Spain?

Deepa has read about Rafael's life journey. He studied all his masters in Spain. If Dad and him are him are classmates, he should be in Spain too, right?

Deepa left from there with many doubts in her heart....