His second wife (#SaRaj)

43) Apologies and friendship

I know I will never get the comment and vite I deserve. It doesnt matter whether I am saraj centric or not....

When Savi starts making a plate for Rajat, she saw Kiaan medicine which she brought for him in afternoon was  untouched.

Her eyes widened in alarm as she realized she had forgotten to give Kiaan his medicine. She had taken him to the psychiatrist's office that afternoon, and the doctor had specifically instructed her to give him the medication after dinner. She couldn't believe she had forgotten something so important.

She quickly turned around to go back to Kiaan's room and administer the medicine. But as she stepped out into the hallway, she was met with the sound of Dolly Bua's voice, taunting her.

"Why does it make you feel so little to serve your husband?" Dolly Bua sneered. "You left your food, just because you served him. What kind of wife are you?"

Savi's face burned with embarrassment and hurt. She felt like she had been punched in the gut. She hadn't left her food because she felt belittled by serving Rajat, but because she had forgotten to give Kiaan his medicine. But Dolly Bua's words cut deep, making her feel like she was somehow inadequate as a wife.

She couldn't help but feel a pang of confusion and hurt herself. She hadn't meant to hurt Rajat's feelings, and she certainly hadn't intended to make him feel so unworthy that he wouldn't even eat his food.

Savi's eyes lingered on the untouched plate, her mind racing with thoughts. She had only been trying to take care of Kiaan, to make sure he got the medicine he needed. She hadn't meant to neglect Rajat or make him feel unimportant.

As she stood there, frozen in uncertainty, Savi couldn't help but wonder what Rajat was thinking. Was he really hurt by her actions, or was he just misunderstanding the situation? And how could she make things right between them?

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With the plate still in hand, Savi made her way to Rajat's room or to say their room , her heart heavy with apology. She gently pushed open the door and found Rajat sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard, staring blankly at his laptop.

Savi's eyes met Rajat's, and she could see the hurt and misunderstanding etched on his face. She took a deep breath and approached him, the plate still in her hand.

"Rajat, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice soft and gentle. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I just went to give Kiaan his medicine, I didn't intend to disrespect you.."

Savi's eyes pleaded with Rajat to understand, to see that her actions had been motivated by concern for their child, not a desire to neglect or hurt him.

Rajat's expression softened as he looked at Savi, understanding the concern etched on her face.

"It's okay, Savi," he said, his voice gentle. "I know you were just taking care of Kiaan. You didn't mean to make me feel bad. Please don't worry about it. I sometime overthinks a lot."

Savi's face relaxed slightly, and she looked relieved that Rajat wasn't upset with her. Rajat smiled weakly and patted the bed beside him.

Savi smiled back, feeling a sense of gratitude and relief. She sat down beside Rajat, the plate still in her hand. "I'm glad we cleared that up," she said, her voice soft. "I was worried that I had hurt your feelings."

Rajat shook his head, his eyes gentle. "You didn't hurt my feelings, Savi. I just...I don't know, I feel like I'm not good enough sometimes. Like I'm not doing enough for kiaan, sai, my family and ....you( slowly)."

Savi's heart went out to Rajat as she heard his words. She could see the vulnerability and insecurity in his eyes, and it made her want to reach out and comfort him.

"Rajat, you're doing the best you can," she said, her voice filled with conviction. "And that's all anyone can ask for. You're a good father and a good person. Don't be so hard on yourself."

Rajat looked at Savi, his eyes searching for reassurance. Savi smiled and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"I'm here for you, Rajat," she said. "And I believe in you. We'll get through this together, okay?"

Rajat nodded, a small smile on his face. Savi could see the tension in his body begin to ease, and she knew that she had reached him.

" Rajat have your food. I will be right back. This saree is suffocating me. Let me change." Rajat looked up at Savi, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled.

"Okay, go change," he said, his voice gentle. "But don't forget to eat something yourself. You must be hungry."

Savi chuckled and shook her head. "My hunger is finished with Bua's taunts from morning," she said, her voice laced with humor.

Rajat's expression turned sympathetic, and he reached out to gently touch Savi's arm. "I'm sorry, Savi," he said, his voice soft. "I know Bua can be really harsh sometimes. But please don't let her get to you. Bua always use bad words but she care fir all of us. You are an amazing person, just remember that."

Savi smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Rajat. "Thanks, Rajat," she said, her voice soft. "That means a lot coming from you."

With that, Savi turned and headed towards the washroom, leaving Rajat to finish his food. As she changed out of the suffocating saree and into something more comfortable, Savi couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

Savi came and set on her side with a book in her hand ,that's when Rajat return to the room after having water and set on his side.

"Hey, Savi? Can I ask you something?" he said, his voice hesitant.

Savi nodded, curious. "Of course, Rajat. What is it?"

" Can we be friends, it will not work being stranger under one roof."

Savi's eyes met Rajat's, and she felt a flutter in her chest as she processed his words. She had been so caught up in trying to navigate her role as a mother and a member of the family that she couldn't see this aspect.

She looked at him, really looked at him, and saw the sincerity in his eyes. He wasn't trying to manipulate her or control her; he was genuinely reaching out, seeking a connection.

Savi's expression softened, and she nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'd like that, Rajat. I'd like to be friends."

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