Aapki Ardhangini

50. The medicine

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Ranvijay's POV
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Just by listening the news my heart felt a peace. My dream has come true. I've found my father. For a moment, i felt like rushing to him and embracing him, to gaze upon the face i've longed for all my life.

"Where is he ?"

I asked with happiness, tears collected in eyes.

"He is at hari temple of Rajgarh !"

As soon as the thought of leaving dawned on me, my eyes instinctively turned to Ragini. The moment i looked at her lifeless body made me realise what truly mattered to me in that instant.

"Let him go !"

I stated.

"But bhai sa......"

"No if or but...let him go. This moment i only need my wife."

I stated.

"Bhai sa, you have spent your entire life waiting to meet father. You've taken up the search after we lost hope. Now that he's been found, go ahead and meet him."

Raghav came forward and stated with knitted eyebrows.

"I know how much i've waited for him. I've shed rivers of blood to avenge his insult. I've crossed all boundaries of madness to take revenge for his humiliation. Only my heart knows how eagerly i waited to see him when i first heart the news of his. It's my stubbornness that's making Ragini suffer today."

Tears collected in my eyes.

"Now i'll spend my life repenting for this mistake."

Suddenly, during our conversation, I felt Ragini's body move. I quickly turned towards her and saw that blood was flowing from her mouth. I shouted loudly for the physician to be called.

"Physician !"

They came quickly with rush. She start examining her my heart beat start increasing.

"Rana sa, The wound has't not started healing yet. Blood is flowing from the veins that were cut. If it continues like this, she won't survive."

"Don't talk rubbish."

I shouted.

I went outside and start crying like a baby. I never wanted to hurt her. But always i am the reason when she is about to die. Grandmother came and collected me in her arms.

"Ranvijay ji....control yourself !"

She consoled me and i controlled my uncontrolled breath. And then i suddenly remember. I know a old man who is specialist in medicine. He have all the knowledge about medicated paste for all kind of wound.

I broke the hug with grandmother and went straight to the Raghav. I wipe ally tears a wave of hope start moving inside me.

"Raghav..."

I call him when he was sitting on the couch with brothers. They all stand up.

He eyes is waiting for me to complete my sentence.

"Do you remember that i once told you about a saint ascetic i met in a forest after the big war of the kingdom, who knew about all kinds of medicinal pastes."

"Yes bhai sa i remember."

"I have to meet him."

"But where do you find him ?"