Is It Hate OR Love? Jodha Akbar

Chapter 27

RECAP:

CHAPTER 27

Jodha's heartbeats were running at the speed of the lightning. Her face was filled with massive terror. The loud thud sound of her heavy breathing was audible to her ears. The way she precipitously rushed inside Jalal's chamber while shouting his name JALAL out loud instead of 'Shahenshah' she pushed every person who came in her way to reach his bed. Her fearful scream not only distracted everyone in the chamber diverted their attention. Every single eye stuck on her like a hawk, including Jalal's.

After many weeks of a long wait, at last, his desire fulfilled, to see her one single gaze. He murmured silently to himself...Ek muddat se kar rahe hain intezaar teraAkhri tamanna thi ki maut se pehle ho deedar teraIt feels like I have been waiting for this moment for ages.

Before dying, my last yearning to see once again a glimpse of love in your eyes fulfilled, now I can rest in peace forever.

After seeing her traumatized condition, his heart sank, and his mind diverted from unbearable pain. It was shocking not only for him but also for every person in the chamber to see Malika E Hindustan without jewelry and sringar (makeup) and plain simple cotton colorless outfit. Nothing mattered to her when she heard Jalal got injured. She didn't care; her veil came off while running. It was dreadful for Jalal to see her so feeble, anxious, and vulnerable. It seemed like she had lost a noticeable amount of weight in just a few days. He felt relieved, witnessing a change in her stilled impassive, emotionless eyes, which were now flooding with many confounding emotions for him. It was clear that her love for him is still untouched, alive, and not dried out with her tears. He felt blessed. Even though he was in enormous pain with server wounds, blood was still flooding out like water, but his misery no longer impacted him after seeing her state.

Hakim began to clean his wounds, and his hands were shivering, seeing many deep cuts and so many pitiless injuries. He slowly cleaned most of the scars, but now his hand stopped for a second when he started cleaning the deepest brutal wound, but the pain had no impact on Jalal's face. Everyone in the chamber, including the Hakim, was staggered after seeing the pleasant smile on his face. He was beholding Jodha's gaze without a blink while holding his breath and clutching his fist on the bedsheet. His body was reacting to pain, but his face didn't have even a single expression of pain. His heart was at colossal peace, seeing her intense worry and care for him. Just seeing her face was making him feel content.

Jodha's eyes widened in shock seeing his critical condition and blood all over his body; tears dazzled out from her eyes without any sob. She got frozen, seeing the so many deep wounds and soaking blood... Finally, Slowly her eyes lifted from the bottom to the top; their eyes met again for the first time after Diwan E Khas incident. Both of them looked at each other with love, remorse, and regret. Momentarily, he got lost in her magical spell, but soon reality hit him hard; his memory slapped him. He recalled his torturous cruelty. His heartless acts... The realization filled his eyes with shame and guilt, but Jodha's eyes still had only concern and worries for him.He squirmed "AAAHHHH" in pain, but his eyes didn't move for even a mere moment... but the expression change in his eyes after realization, he couldn't believe his own eyes, her selflessness and worry for him after all the extreme brutality on her... He couldn't hold his tears; he was trained to bear the pain but not emotions. Finally, tears streamed out of his eyes in front of many. These tears were not for his unbearable pain, but it came out due to the enormous guilt and deep remorse. She also misread like others and thought due to extreme pain; tears came in his eyes. Nothing mattered to her at that moment. For a while, everything blanked out in her mind. She forgot what he did to her. Her memory paralyzed momentarily... It didn't even bother her that the chamber was filled with people. She sat next to him and kept her hand on his forehead and caressed to comfort him. Tears were overflowing from her eyes mutely. His discomfort imprinted on her face. It was visible to everyone that she was feeling his pain. Hakim started to make the most painful stitches, but his eyes didn't move from her, not even for a second. He was looking at his lovable and caring wife; her loving touch gave him a pleasant feeling. His intolerable pain had no impact... Hakim was confused about why he was not reacting to the pain. He thought, due to his severe unbearable wounds, he will get unconscious. He was in awe seeing his strength to bear the pain. Hakim finished with stitches and pulled the string to cut. Again Jalal squealed in pain a little louder than before. Jodha's attention diverted from his eyes to the hand; her left hand was resting on the bed. Jalal slowly rested his hand on top of her and squeezed a little to comfort her. Once again, their eyes met. He blinked to reassure her.