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After Manyata's wound got dressed up, we were walking out of the hospital with a smile on our faces, as we chatted about anything and everything.
"That's hilarious! I wonder what else your brother said about your boyfriend." I laughed and asked.
Apparently I got to know, that Manyata is a first year MBA student and she's a brother and a boyfriend whom she loves the most. And recently, her brother found out about her boyfriend and then blurted about the guy to her parents.
"He's a little devil. I tell you. Every time I try to be happy, this munchkin comes in between." Manyata sighed. I chuckled. I can very well relate to her.
Her words reminded me of my younger brother Utkarsh, and the way he talked rubbish Arsh to my father after he found out that I'll be getting married and leaving the house soon.
It's funny how he was the one who used to push my parents to get me married and once they found a suitable match for me (Arsh) he was also the one to protest the most. I also remember how he filled father's ears by saying that Arsh was a two timer.
I chuckled at the memory. I was about to say something to Manyata as her phone rang and I stopped myself from speaking further. "Yes, okay!...... I love you too." Manyata gushed and I just knew that it was her boyfriend who called.
"Bf?" I asked and she blushed, making me look at her in awe. "He's here to pick me up. He's taking me on a date!" She said enthusiastically and I smiled at her. It's good to see youngsters happy like this. "Sure, go ahead. And make sure not to be clumsy anymore!" I say, to which she laughed sheepishly and agreed. Then, she went away.
I smiled shaking my head at her.
I decided I wanted to do nothing in a random hospital, so I made my way outside too. I was on the first floor's stairs (since I'm scared to travel in elevators alone) when my gaze fell on a similar black coat, and back view of a man.
A woman has her arms around his neck, and was explaining something to him. While the man's hands were in his pockets.
I felt a bit uneasy at his super familiar back view. So I decided to stay there for a while.
My heart broke into pieces when I saw who it was. Arsh, with Srishti!
I couldn't believe what I was seeing! My husband, behind my back, with his assistant.
I felt like crying and dying altogether. I wanted to go to him and scream at him, maybe slap him, maybe slap Srishti, and create a scene. But instead, I quickly made my way out of the hospital and ran towards the only place I could find comfort in right now.
