"How many months?" asked Vennela.
"Three months" said the doctor.
"But you said that two weeks ago." Vennela frowned.
"Did I? I forgot. So, two and half months to be precise." The doctor said checking the reports. "Or it may take a little more than three months."
"Tell me once you are sure" said Vennela, raising her voice.
"Vennela!" Amar gripped her hand tightly. "I'm sorry doctor."
"I understand. Vennela is frustrated. Many patients lose confidence during the treatment. I am used to it. This is a case in which even specialists like me cannot determine correct time. But, I am sure about one thing. There is a definite improvement. That is why she was able to move her leg a few inches two weeks ago. Did you say someone pushed her?" The doctor asked Amar.
"Yes doctor. She was very scared."
"Fear can make people do unexpected things. Just a few more months Mrs. Vennela. You will be able to walk." The doctor assured her.
"Thank you doctor." They took his leave.
Amar was silent during their way back home. "Let's go for shopping. I want to buy some new curtains." Vennela asked the driver to stop at the mall on the way.
"Not now Vennela. You look tired." Amar refused to take her.
"Come on. Just for an hour."
"I said no. Not today. Next week." Amar told the driver to take them home. Vennela didn't speak until they reached home.
"Sorry Vennu. You are not feeling well. I can see that. You look weak. I promise we will shop for three hours next week." Amar promised. "Cheer up. Don't look so gloomy."
"I'm not gloomy because you refused. It's something else" said Vennela.
"Something else? What is it?" Amar sensed something was wrong.
"I know why you refused. It's because you think I'm not strong enough to go out even for an hour. Even the doctor thinks so. Doesn't he? Is something wrong with my health condition? What did the reports suggest? Tell me the truth. Why did he tell me it will take more than three months when it is supposed to be two months?" The doctor's words frightened her.
"Vennela, you will be fine. It will take four months at most." Amar assured her.
"Four months? The doctor said three months. Why are you saying it will take four months? Did he tell you anything secretly?" Vennela panicked.
Amar face palmed. "Stop being so pessimistic. You will be fine. Time to take medicines." He gave her the medicines. She slept within half an hour.
Amar stared at her as she slept. Unlike the other days when she slept peacefully, there was a frown on her face. 'What happened to my brave Vennela? What should I do to end her misery?' He drifted off to sleep.
A week passed. Vennela was convinced that there is something wrong with her leg. Her confidence was all gone. Amar tried to cheer her. He made her watch her favourite movies and read new books. But her happiness was momentary.
"This is normal. Patients tend to lose courage. She will be fine once she sees some improvement." Anirudh tried to cheer Amar.
"I can't see her like this. You know why I stayed strong all these days? It's because of her. She is my strength. Whenever I felt weak, I just had to look at her to regain my energy. Now, I don't know what to do."
"Shruthi's exams will be over tomorrow. She will talk to vadina. Meanwhile, you go and talk to her. Don't let her feel lonely."
Amar nodded. He found Vennela sitting in the library. "Vennu, my access card to the locker room is not working. Give me yours."
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The Friendzoned Husband
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