She looked at me for sometimes and I knew the chapter of Aditya Hooda was removed from her life, tears had already blurred my vision, I blinked my eyes twice to let the tears fall so that I could see her for the last time, she kept looking at me confused
"I'm so...sorry, main shayad galti se apke kamre mein aagaya", I managed to speak this much and turned to leave
but, I was stopped as she held my fingers with her tiny hand, my body got tensed, does she remember me?
"Aditya", a soft whisper and I closed my eyes letting the tears fall, my body relaxed and I slowly turned towards her
"Zoya", I barely whispered
"hum thik hai Aditya...aap itni fikr na kare", she thought I was crying because of her condition, but, doesn't have any idea what had happened in my world just few minutes ago
My entire body felt weak, I sat down near her and caressed her face, the feeling I had at the moment couldn't be explained in words...it was as if I got back my life after touching death
"kya baat hai Aditya? kya kaha doctor ne, kuch buri khabar hai kya?, she asked softly, her voice was weak, and just a second what was she thinking
"nahi...kuch nahi hai Zoya...abhi sab thik hai", I was holding myself back, I just wanted to hold her tight to my heart but I couldn't she was not well...I needed to be strong for her
"phir kya baat hai?", she asked me rubbing her thumb slowly on my palm as our hands were interlocked, she could read me like an open book, though, I tried hard to hide it all, but, I forgot it was Zoya, she knows me better than I do
"I love you", saying this I broke down, hiding my head in the crook of her neck I cried it out all, the anxiety, the anguish, the fear everything that was chasing me from the moment I saw her laden in blood
"hum thik hai", she kept roaming her fingers in my hairs trying to calm me down but didn't ask me to stop crying, it was as if she knew what I was feeling, and yes she definitely knew because she has had more of this experience than me...every time I landed myself in hospital bed, she would be there sitting whenever I opened my eyes
After I had let it all out, I sat up straight, rubbed off my tears and looked at her
She had a soft smile on her face, 'how strong are you girl?'
she called me close to her as she couldn't speak loudly and only whispered...I went near her, our faces were so close that we couldn't distinguish our own breath
"I love you too", saying this she placed her hand on my cheek and smiled
I very carefully placed my palm on her face and caressed it gently, there was a soft smile on my face as well
placing a gentle kiss on her forehead I looked towards her lips, she closed her eyes and as I was about to kiss her when the door opened
Letting out a small chuckle we both withdrew ourselves abruptly
"Mrs. Hooda how are you feeling now?", the doctor asked checking her wounds
"better doctor", she replied with a smile
"Mr. Hooda you are lucky she didn't forget you", doctor joked with me, but my eyes directly went to Zoya, her expression had changed
"very lucky doctor", I said still looking at her
"but you will have to take care of her...no traveling at least for 2 weeks and Mrs. Hooda you only have to rest now no working or doing any kind of heavy work", saying this he went out
"Aditya?", she looked at me with a questioning gaze
"Zoya woh...", I told her everything that the doctor had said to me, and I could see tears brimming in her eyes
Rubbing her eyes I said, "abb fikr karne ki koi baat nahi hai Zoya"
"hug kijiye hume", she asked me childishly, I know if she could, she would have crushed me in her tiny arms by now, but, since she couldn't she demanded me to do that and I definitely donot need any reason to hug her, so without saying anything I bent down and hugged her
We were again getting carried away by the moment and our lips had almost touched when the door cricked again...I wanted to bang the head of the person right now
Again composing ourselves back we were normal...it was the nurse this time
"dressing", she expected me to move out by saying a single word...lady I am an Indian husband stubborn to the power of infinity...try something else to kick me out because with this I am definitely not even moving
she looked at me for few minutes and spoke again, "sir will you please move out I need to do her dressing"
"why?", why would somebody ask this question, I have definitely gone mad
she gave me 'who is this mad?' look
finally Zoya came to her rescue and asked me to move out
"par kyuuuun?"
"Aditya", she gave me that typical wifey look and I had to give in
"thik hai ja raha hoon, par ghar pe jake dressing toh mujhe hi karni hai", I raised my eyebrow teasing her, and she blushed, but why...oh! god I will never understand women...after having sex for so many times she's still shy of me,but, awww...I love her shy look, mentally face palming myself I moved out
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AFTER TWO DAYS
"aaram se", she is discharged today, Samar had brought his car and also we were shifting to his house, though, I protested but he said it would be really expensive and futile to stay in hotel for so long that too when he was here
He has a huge house...but unfortunately he lives all alone...I had stayed with him for few days last time
Dropping us home and showing us our guest room he left for work because he had some important meeting to attend
There were staff for everything, but I personally wanted to look after Zoya's each need
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PRECAP:
"Samar agaye toh"
"woh America gaya hua hain conference ke liye"
"au...aur st...staff"
"chhutti pe hai Zoya"
"hu...hum bimar hai"
"thik kardunga"
"mmhh...Aditya"
"sshhh..."
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Adiya's destiny
أدب الهواةA story of fighting one's insecurities...insecurities often become the biggest road blocks in one's life and forces us to hide ourselves inside a shell. Aditya's insecurities have often resurfaced about which he had once talked about to Zoya. It wa...