OTHER GROOM... the tale of the rejected guy...

Part 9

He didn't thought at the first night to get close to her even for once, all that thoughts were so thrown out of his mind way back. But he wanted to tell her what he was thinking that he knew what was going inside her. He knew how much she was going through, how much she needed time and support and he wanted to say her that he will be there for her always.

He wanted to ask her to be his friend again, just like for the first time back in elementary school she asked him to be.

He wanted to make her trust him once again, and have his friend back.

But all the thoughts froz as he stood there beside the bed perplexed for some times.

Tulika lay there with all the newly bride adorning on her and blood was making poodles on the beautiful new bed sheet that was used for the first time for thelis night.

Suvro stood there. The scene infront of him, which he was looking at with wide eyes, took time to get registered in his head.

And then some one inside him as if shook him out of the frost and he rushed out of the room screaming with Butu's name.

Downstairs Butu was getting to head out with his wife and Arun when the anxious voice of Suvro with him coming out agitated like made all the gues downstairs horrified.

"Tuli... Tuli..." Suvro uttered looking at Butu and again ran back to the room.

"What happened to Tuli?" Butu asked while running behind him, followed by almost all the guests.

***

"We need to get her to the hospital immediately."

"I have called the ambulance..."

"When in history ambulance has came on time. She has lost a lot of blood, we need to be quick, there's my car outside..."

All this discussion was hitting his ear drum, but that was it. Suvro was not even listening to any of it. He saw Butu to tie a cloath around the woond on Tulika's left arm tightly while talking having the conversion with Arun and cheking Tulika. He saw Butu to scream and ask the guests to clear the room.

But he himself was again looking at her, his newly wed bride nonchalantly. So many things were going inside his mind for him even to know those thoughts.

Until Arun poked him, "Suvro we need to pick her up and go to the hospital... quick!"

***

The busy chatter of the hospital balcony became whisper like in background as he sat on the metal chair unable to stand on the shaking legs. He was still wearing that black jodhpuri suit.

The often soft sobs of his mother law was breaking his sense sonetime. Though he been to a hospital before, manytime, for his mother, his father but he could remember only resembles with a night seven years back, another mother was howling then, and her sob was dead. Did Suvro felt happy that night? Did he?

He covered his face with his both palm. The engagement ring felt cold to his faceial skin.

Everything that was his, all he thought he had, had started to disappear.

"Tuli...!" A prayer came out breathily when a lone tear rolled down from his eyes. "Please chere jasna, don't leave me please!"

"Suvoda." Pulu's hand on his shoulder made him look up with a jolt. She handed a cup of water and sat down beside him. "Everything will be alright, you don't wory." She tried to console him.

And almost at the very moment Butu walked out of the hospital room with the appointed doctore aside.

"She is fine now. She senseless for right now, but she will be just fine." The doctor said standing in front of Suvro and Tulika's parents. "She has lost a lot of blood which will cause a little weakness though..." the doc smiled patting Suvro's shoulder and walked away.

"Butu is she really fine?" Tulika's mother asked bewildered.

Butu took one glance of Suvro, who was standing looking at him expectantly and then answered to Mrs. Sengupta, "yes aunty she is alright."

"So ca..can I see her?" Suvro asked quickly but what he heard as answer was out of his imagination.

Butu clenching his jaw turned at him and wagging his finger at him he hissed, "you will stay the fuck away from her. This all is because of you, you know that right?"

It took time for Suvro to register his best friend's words once again. He kept looking at him trying to realise what he was just told.

"What are you saying?" Poulee tried to control the situation but got shot down instead.

"You stay out of it!" Butu snapped looking at her.

"You don't have anyright to ask me to stay away from her or not. She is my wife!" Suvro's growl dominated Butu's hiss.

"Forcefully!" Butu retorted.

"Says the man who was so arrogance about own wife he once said 'she is bound to love me she is my wife'!" Suvro inched closer hissing on Butu's face. "In this case she is my wife, I am the one responsible for her. And if you are going to act like an ass about it, then I think you are done!"...

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