After the end of this marriage, Abhimanyu and Arohi did not meet often. Abhimanyu would go to work in the morning and return at night to ask his mother about the health of Arohi and the child, then go to his room. This was Abhimanyu's routine that continued for a long time, but this was just his way of escaping from the reality of losing his brother and children, and his divorce from the girl he loved very much and marrying her sister, who promised his brother that he would take care of his wife and child.He buried himself in work to drown his sorrow. It was his only Smuggled
Arohi was not much different. She used to sit in her room all day, eating, drinking and sleeping.
The most thing she did was sleep because it was her way of not thinking about anything. She was tired of crying that would not bring her husband back, so sleeping was the only way for her to feel peace.
The rest of the Perla family were also immersed in work so that they would not feel that someone among them had gone and would not return, but work could not stop them from thinking. It increased their sadness and pain.
While Manjari was focusing all her attention on taking care of the baby and Arohi's health.
"Look what did Arohi bring from the market today?"
Aarohi looked at Manjari and then smiled a small, tired smile. "Yes, mother."
Manjari took out baby clothes from the bag and showed them to Arohi.
"Look how cute it is. Since we don't know the baby's gender yet, I brought colors that both genders can wear. What do you think?"
Manjari smiled happily as she looked at Arohi waiting for her answer.
"It's so beautiful, mom."
Manjari looked at Arohi intently and then held her face in her hands.
"Honey, are you okay?"
Arohi smiled a little , "Yes mom, I'm fine, don't worry, I just feel like sleeping a little."
"Are you sure?"
Manjari looked worriedly , "Yes, so can I rest a little?"
Manjari sighed and nodded then left the room.
But Manjari's anxiety was increasing day by day when she didn't see Arohi reacting like before or going out for a walk. She was always staying in the room, waking up to eat and then going back to sleep. Even her taste was decreasing day by day. When Manjari asked her,
"Don't worry, mom. I just don't have an appetite."
Manjari couldn't argue with Arohi about her food and eventually she left in resignation.
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Abhimanyu came back from work at night after a hard day and was about to go up to his room "Abhi" Manjari called him
Abhimanyu spoke as he approached his mother, "Mom, why are you awake now? Are you okay?" Abhimanyu looked at the watch on his hand to check the time.
Manjari sighed, "That's not important now, I want to talk to you about Arohi."
Abhimanyu wondered , "What about Arohi?"
"I don't know, she sleeps a lot and refuses to leave the room, she even started eating less, and she looks very tired," Manjari was talking worriedly.
Abhimanyu sighed , "Don't worry, mom. Arohi might just be feeling tired due to pregnancy, which is why she is sleeping more to rest."
"But..." Abhimanyu interrupted his mother's talk, "Come on, take your medicine, sleep, rest and don't think too much."
Abhimanyu took his mother to her bedroom and gave her pills to make her sleep and left the room.
While Abhimanyu was going to his room he stopped in front of Arohi's room actually his mother's words were bothering him so he decided to go and check on Arohi
He knocked on the door many times but no one answered and when he was about to leave he decided to take a look at her and then leave quickly
Abhimanyu entered the room but what he saw shocked him and his eyes trembled with fear.
There was shattered glass everywhere as Arohi lay on the floor with crimson surrounding her.
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"Arohi" I shiver
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