Ishaan's POV
I never felt so messed up in life. I always had things right under my control, but this. This unsettling feeling when I look at Samaira and her eyes which still holds fear. You almost feel that you are rescued from falling apart but then something like this happens and voala!
I took a leave from office again for her. I have never in my life took so many leaves so regularly and I right now barely care about it. Samaira was sleeping as I gave her some painkillers. I feel in the entire world the only thing that calms her down is when she sleeps, apart from times when she gets nightmares, but she looks at peace whenever she sleeps.
After we were done with our breakfast I was about to go upstairs when Nandini called me out for a talk, and I was sure I'll have to listen a full lecture or maybe a whole book on 'How to Take Care of Your Wife.'
"Yes Nandini?"
"Bhai-" she didn't say jiju, which meant I was safe. Hopefully.
"Bhai, wo I just wanted to request you something."
"Ahaa. Bolo."
"Wo please aap aaj office mat jaiye. I am sorry for bringing this up but if aap aaj Samie ke sath rahenge to she'll feel better." Her cranky voice and the 'almost' tears in her eyes were not hidden from me. I placed my hand on her head sideways.
"You don't have to worry about her, Nandini. I am not going anywhere now."
"Thank you, Bhai."
"It's alright. Now go and take care of that baby husband of yours, hmm?"
She passed me a smile and went away to her room. I never knew she was this emotional over Samaira. Ya how would you know, Ishaan? You never had a best friend. The only person you used to talk to was Aaditya.
Coming back to now, me on the couch and my wife sleeping. I was waiting for a phone call, because Aadi's assistants were searching up some information over Rudransh. Nishkarsh was in the hospital due to his injuries, and I would not lie that I miss him. He was my number one guy for anything.
RING. RING.
"Yes?"
"Abhishek speaking sir. Aaditya sir's assistant. We found something about Rudransh. First he is undercover with some other name and second he has ganged up with some gang whose head is Vikram. And-"
I was listening to him carefully when Samaira mumbled in her sleep. guessing it was some discomfort in her sleep I went to her still attending the call and sat on the corner of the bed caressing her hair and massaging her scalp.
"Sir this Vikram guy have had a lot of cases going over him. Mostly rapes."
'Mostly rapes.'
I cannot jump to this conclusion that he is the same guy, but if he is he need to be behind the bars. Or buried under the ground.
"Good. Find more information on Vikram."
"Vik- Vikram?" Fuck.
I woke her up did i.
"Sleep, Samaira."
"No no no who are you talking to?"
"You don't worry about this. Sleep."
"Ishaan ji-"
"Samaira ji- So jaiye." She huffed and went back to sleep.
The thoughts related to the gang and Vikram clouded in my mind and I let myself sync in keeping my eyes closed sitting right beside Samaira.
