ABHIRA [SLOW UPDATE]

CHAPTER 9: YUN HI FISAL GYE HO HO HO-IV

After spending some much-needed family time, the Birla siblings, along with Kabir and Nimisha, finally started heading back to their rooms, knowing that tomorrow was the last day of the trip and none of them wanted to waste it by sleeping in.

Abhimanyu, walking a bit behind the others, couldn't help but notice Anisha's silence. She had been unusually quiet, even when the topic of his marriage came up—a topic she usually teased him about the most. But tonight, she hadn't even smiled at their usual banter. Instead, she seemed lost in her own thoughts, her eyes clouded with worry.

Concerned, Abhimanyu walked over to Anisha, noticing the weight of her silence. He gently asked, "Anisha, kya hua? Itni chup-chup kyun hai tu?"

Anisha glanced up, attempting to force a smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Kuch nahi, bhai. Bas... shaadi ke baare mein soch kar thoda nervous ho rahi hoon," she said, her tone light, but the unease in her eyes betraying her real feelings.

Abhimanyu's heart sank. He could tell her nervousness ran deeper than just pre-wedding jitters. Without a word, he pulled her into a warm, comforting hug, his hand gently rubbing her back in a soothing motion.

"Tu tension mat le," he whispered softly. "Baaki sab ka to pata nahi, lekin ek cheez ki guarantee mein de sakta hoon—Kairav tujhe bohot pyaar karta hai, aur wo tujhe hamesha khush rakhega."

Anisha hugged him back tightly, trying to ease her anxiety in the safety of her brother's embrace. She nodded, her voice small but grateful. "Thank you, bhai."

Sensing something still lingering, Abhimanyu pulled back slightly and asked, "Aur koi baat to nahi hai na, Anisha?"

She shook her head, her face still nestled in his chest. "Nahi bhai," she mumbled, her voice muffled against him.

After a moment, she finally stepped out of the hug, and Abhimanyu gently held her face, his eyes filled with brotherly concern. "Ab jaa, so ja. Kal trip ka last day hai, aur pura din enjoy karna hai. Okay?"

She nodded, and after saying good night, she headed toward her room.

As Abhimanyu walked toward his door, he spotted Arohi standing outside his room, her face a mix of hesitation and nervousness. She looked like she was debating whether to knock or not, her fingers fidgeting by her side.

"Arohi?" he called out, his voice breaking her reverie. She jumped slightly, turning toward him with a startled expression.

"Oh... um, hi," she stammered awkwardly, clearly not expecting to be caught. She cleared her throat and tried again, this time sounding more composed. "Umm, is Kabir inside?"

Abhimanyu raised a brow, surprised by her question. It was late, and he hadn't expected her to be asking for Kabir at this hour. Still, he didn't press her. "Yeah, he's inside. Wait here, I'll send him out," he said, disappearing into the room.

As soon as he was gone, Arohi groaned quietly, burying her face in her hands. Why did I let my conscience drag me here?  she thought to herself. This is so embarrassing.

Moments later, Kabir stepped out, a curious look on his face as he spotted Arohi standing awkwardly in the hallway. "Arohi?" he called her name, his confusion clear.

Before he could say anything else, Arohi quickly thrust a small tube into his hand. "Here, this is for your leg," she said hurriedly. "Apply it properly, and your foot will be fine by morning. Now, I'm leaving. Goodnight!" Her words came out in a rush, and before Kabir could even process what was happening, she turned around and practically sprinted down the hallway.

Kabir blinked, staring after her retreating figure, completely thrown by her sudden appearance and even more sudden departure. He glanced down at the tube in his hand, then back at the empty hallway, a slow grin spreading across his face.