Back To Life ✔

8 | Hatred

"I hurt her?" Shagun glared him. "You hurt her; hurts her and still hurting her, Raman. It's not me, but you. If Isheeta will cry, it'd be just because of you. It was always because of you. If Ruhi died; the sole reason is not Ishita but you also. You hurt her when she was broken. She tried to kill herself because of you. You're the reason of all her pain. In fact, no one could be happy around you. You make their lives hell. You're the bad omen Raman, not her!" She pointed only to see him halting; numb and shocked. Still, his eyes have nothing but disgust for her. She could not take it anymore. He was not sentient; she could feel it. He must be pondering; he had hurt her so badly saying he hates her few minutes back. What might be that she is thinking about him? He was trying to get intimate with her, only physically? How low! He fisted his palm, gritting his teeth to control his misery, still having his eyes on Shagun, as if he is sickened.

"Stop looking at me like that!" She shouted crying. She is not a thing to resent this way. She loves this man and let go of everything else to get him back into her life. Once, she had let go of him and what life taught was vulnerable. Now, she would never dare do that again; she wants him back; she needs him. "Still, I love you, Raman. We'd make it through. We'd be a family. We could fix these problems, only if you wish, Raman. It's all up to you. Please...try to understand. We don't need anyone else between us." She seized his collars. He was not in his senses anymore. She closed in; her palms scooped his weary face. "I love you. I can't live without you." She tried going closer. How many times she would face his rejection; not anymore.

There was him; muddled up. He could not understand what was happening around. The woman who was touching him does not make him feel like being touched. He could sense her moving closer; her audacity; he once again clinched. She is taking advantage of his situation. He was lifeless. She tiptoed; a kiss maybe. Once he would be hers, she would make him guilty and make her stay with him; taking a step towards another nuptial bound with him. Could he be that much intoxicated under her touches? She did not know but she wanted them to be, at any cost.

"Shagun mamma!" Aditya shouted, before Shagun could kiss on his lips. He had come back to check on his father, just because his mother was restless. Otherwise, he was not in a good state of mind to face him, as he was angry on him for hurting her. Nonetheless, the sight was heartbreaking. His father seemed to have lost his life, he was immobile and broken, while that woman was trying to take benefit. He pulled Shagun by her arm and hurled her out of the room. "Stop interfering between your parents, Adi!" Shagun shouted; shame long forgotten. "You're not my parent!" He slammed the door and turned to a stagnant Raman.

"Papa, are you alright? Papa talk to me. Papa..." He was trying all the ways possible to get Raman to normalcy. He was mute; not he breathing? He kept his head on his chest after making his sit on the bed; "Papa, stay..." He caressed his face. He could not feel like his intakes were visible. His perspiration rolled down his jawline; on the edge of losing consciousness. Aditya could not understand if he should call out everyone or look on. He was unnerved and frightened to see his otherwise strong father like that. What has Shagun done to him? He could not figure.

Looking around, finding no aid to bring him back to life, he hit his fist on a mirror with all his might. There he smiled before falling out cold; his father came out from the sleep he was in. Raman rushed to him; taking him in his arms. "Adi? Adi, what happened? What?  Adi...! Adi, open your eyes, baba," He started panicking while taking him to bed. "...Adi, talk to me." He patted him, showering kisses on his face, cried out for help. They came in worriedly and called a doctor. "I don't know. I don't remember anything. I was in my room, and Shagun-" He wiped his sweat uneasily. "I haven't seen him coming. I don't know why he. He's a happy child... He...He was happy. Then why did he hurt himself," He lagged holding Aditya's bandaged hand.