Anurakti

61: Her Story

"It's post adrenaline muscle fatigue. A woman, especially her size doesn't have this much strength to absolutely shatter a phone and a tile with one throw. Her energy store was depleted along with lactic acid build up. And as she hasn't properly recovered yet, her knees couldn't hold her up and she fell down the stairs. But don't worry, there wasn't much blood loss and she'll gain consciousness in an hour or two. But I would suggest she takes a little less stress and rest for at least 2 weeks."

The doctor spoke, the same doctor who treated her before and Sahaj nodded.

"Her body isn't properly healed yet. I told you to not let her strain herself physically and yet there are signs that she did. And the worst thing is that she had injured her forehead at the same spot she had wounded before, the one that looked like someone smashed her head on the wall. She's fine now, but she won't be for long if she continues ignoring her health. And you said that she was in some kind of stress?"

"Yes."

"Then I highly suggest you resolve that issue ASAP. You've seen yourself how badly things ended up. If this happens one more time then she'll slip in the danger zone."

"I'll take care of that doctor. Thankyou. My driver will drop you off."

Sahaj sighed when the doctor left and entered Samidha's room where she lay unconscious on her bed with Radha beside her.

"What did she say?"

"She'll slip in the danger zone if this happens one more time."
He replied and threw himself on the bean bag.

Throwing his head back he mumbled

"She's an absolute beast Radha. Imagine shattering the most expensive and the best quality tile in the world with just one throw."

"She is. But why was she so-"

Radha was interrupted when an unknown man ran inside the room with the most heartbroken look ever.

"Where is she.....oh my........what has she done?"
Shardul whispered, limping towards her as she lay down on the bed unconscious.
Kneeling down beside her bed, he took her hand in his and kept it on his forehead, his throat getting dry.

"You had some work to do right Radha?"
Sahaj softly asked and she nodded, leaving the room.

"She's not in danger. She'll wake up in an hour or two."
He spoke and Shardul looked up at him with teary eyes. Then leaving her head and kissing her forehead he sat up on the bed, beside her.

*Flashback*
7 DAYS AGO.

"Barging in my house without my permission."
Shardul spoke when he found Sahaj already sitting in his house.

"This is Samidha's house bastard. Pick up her call. She has been constantly crying for the past six days, from the day you fought with her."

"She should cry after what she has done. Let her cry and leave me alone."
He spoke harshly and Sahaj felt his anger rising. Standing up from the sofa he gritted.

"What kind of a man are you? She loves you like a real brother. She loves you more than her life-"

"Then she should care about me and not talk about dying every fifteen minutes!"
Shardul screamed and Sahaj was taken aback by the rage in his eyes.
He was a sweet fellow.

"I am fed up with this! All she does is constantly throw herself in the hands of death and all I do is worry about her! She joined the forces for the same reason and she kills so much for the same fucking reason. So I would appreciate she dies crying for me rather than jumping from a building because as you know, no one can kill her!"