It was 10th day since they were staying together fighting , arguing , teasing but a liitle bit changed. That was maybe a sense of care developed between them. Not naming it as anything they just realised it as a habit maybe which they developed after staying with each other for more than a day without murdering the other one. Or was it something else?
The nights remained unchanged though. She making a bunker of pillows and later on destroying it herself in her sleep and hugging him like a teddy.
It is said that chains of habbit are too light to be felt until too heavy to be broken. Isn't it?
They were all set to sleep that night and she was as usual making the pillow ka pahaad. She couldn't deny the uneasy feeling she was getting since morning. Though she could've shared it with him but she didn't thinking that he will mock her or call her stupid for believing at telepathy shits.
" puchoo?? Hasaa toh?? Nahi rehne deti hu warna chidhayega puri zindagi kamina". She was murmuring to herself.
" kuch kehna chahti ho?" He asked raising his brows.
" haa..n..nahi toh kyu mujhe kuch ni puchna" she said shrugging her shoulders.
" sanyukta shoot!!" He exclaimed.
" wo actually ..." She told the feeling which she was getting since morning and he chuckled listening to her.
" dekha islie nahi bata ri thi" she twisted her lips.
" accha baba okay...don't worry kuch ni hoga...vaise bhi chudeilon se kon panga lega?" He said and she glared him hard lying on her side.
It was an hour since they were on bed. He was in deep slumber while she was just awake like an owl. Thinking of the possibilities what could it be.
Having no other option and the best way to sleep she kicked off the pillows herself for the first time in her consciousness and hugged him laying her head on his chest. She drifted off to sleep immediately as if his heartbeats acted as a lullaby to her ears.
They were woken up in the middle of night by constant ringing of her mobile phone.
" umm...hello...ji WHATTT?? M..me ab...abhi aari hu...aa..aap dhyaan rakhiye. " she cut the line. Randhir woke up in the middle and was just gawking at her panicky self.
" sanyukta kya hua?" He asked concerned.
" pa..papa ko heart...heart attack. Major hai. Don't know bachenge ki na...nahi. Randhir please wahaa le chalo. " she said controlling her sobs badly.
" kuch nahi hoga sanyukta. Hum waha jayenge. " he caressed her hair and they both got up to leave.
She was numb. No matter how her dad turned out to be towards her... a father is always a daughter's first hero and first love.
They reached the hospital and rushed towards the ICU. There she spotted her mother sobbing sitting beside Renuka.
" maaa..." She whispered and ran towards her mother.
She hugged her and both mother daughter sobbed. Not knowing what the fate had instore for them.
The doctor came out and looked at everyone " Wo kisi Sanyukta ko bula rahe hai".
" ji main...main sanyukta " sanyu stood up ready to go.
" dekhiye he is very weak...toh unke saamne aisi koi baat mat kijiyega jisse unhe shock ho" He spoke seriously and left.
Sanyu entered the room and sat on the stool beside her fathers bed.
" papa..." She caressed his head.
" sanyu...beta ek..ek baat manegi apne papa ki?" He asked after smiling at her.
" ji papa" she nodded her head rapidly.
" beta Randhir se engagement karle bass...taaki mujhe chinta na ho teri...plss...karegi na?" He asked with the oxygen mask still on.
Sanyukta wanted to scream a no...a loud one but she remembered the doctors words.
" j..ji papa am ready" she said and left the room after sometimes to confront HIM.
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Ab kya hoga???
Randhir maanega??
Do tell me.
# Ijazat
# Riya❤️
