Drabble 6

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Here I am with a new drabble...
This is a continuation of drabble 5.
Can be read as a standalone too

Prerna's cries, wails, emotional torment was driving him mad, as usual.
I can't hate you, Prerna. I can't, won't and shouldn't. I love you. I love you since the day  I felt a strange tug in my cold heart, 9 years ago, in Kolkata, when you misunderstood me about Mr. Basu's accident.
' Dad...'
Kukki came in Rishabh immediately changed his expressions  to a emotionless person.
' Yes, Kukki? Want to say something?'
' Dad...woh...' She stopped in the mid-way of her blabbering and noticed the small drop of tear that had formed at the corner of her dad's eye.
Kukki, who was mature enough, understood the reason.
Dad, you can't hide anything from me. 'Although I am very young to understand about worldly things, I am mature enough to understand about human feelings.'

' I guess you came here to tell me something.' asked Rishabh, and sat on the chair.
Kukki was broken out of the trance with her dad's voice.
' Dad...can I have the permission to go  out tomorrow?'
' Huh? Why are you taking my permission? I thought your mom's words are  final when the matter is about you!' Rishabh was surprised. It was indeed surprising for him to see his Mumma's Girl daughter coming to him to ask something.
Rishabh had given up his right in Kukki the day he brought Prerna in London, 8 years ago. He knew that only Kukki could give the comfort, solace Prerna needed. Loss of a child is incomparable to any other loss. Rishabh had accepted her child as his own. He could understand what she was going through. Although Rishabh felt cornered sometimes by the Mom-daughter duo, he didn't express it. He didn't want to hurt her. 

' Dad, Mom is not talking with me.'

' Huh? Why? Did you annoy her? Did Sneha do anything? Is she having mood swings? Any thing disgusting?'

' Only God and she knows.'

Rishabh rubbed his fingers on his forehead to calm himself.

' Offo, Prerna! Why are you being stubborn? Why? Why are you doing this?'

' Dad...'

' Ah... Ahem. You go in your room. Will talk later.'

Without asking him anything, like an obedient child, Kukki went in her room.

' Why don't you understand Prerna! Why are you being so kiddish!' 

Rishabh said to himself while proceeding to his wife's room. 

' I won't talk to him. Let's see till how long he is adamant in his decision. What does he think of himself? Huh?'

' Prerna...' 

There was a soft knock on the door.

' See, he has come! If you can't show that you hate me, then why you act of indifference?' she said im her mind.

You still don't know me fully, Mr. Bajaj. If you had, you would have understood what I have for you in my heart. 

'Prerna, Open the door! Come out!' 

Prerna didn't reply.

' Prerna... Don't test my patience.'

' I won't open the door!' said Prerna, literally shouting.

' Prerna, it's my request... Open the door! Listen to me...I am sorry!'

' What did you say just now?' 

' Huh?'

' I mean what did you say just now.'

Rishabh understood. He sighed,' I am sorry, Prerna.'

In an instant, the door was wide open.

Rishabh noticed her red nose and swollen eyes.

'Your are such a crybaby, Prerna...' said Rishabh softly, as he entered the room.

' Huh? Did you say something?'

' No.. nothing. One question. Why are you acting so strange? Whats the matter? Is something annoying you?'

' Not something, but someone.'

' Who?'

Prerna took long steps and came near him so much that only a few Inches gap was between them. She put her finger on his chest and said,

'You! Your every act is annoying me. Everything you are doing this is hurting me. Your actions are hurting me too much. If you can't hate me, why are you acting that you hate?'

' Care to know the reason?' Rishabh asked, looking in her brown eyes.

' Yes.'

' You! You, Prerna... I loved, loving and will love you forever, but forget love, you didn't give importance to my trust! You always ran to Anurag Basu, forgetting that he attempted your murder and my Sneha's murder! I accept that it was all under the pressure of Komolika Basu, but still...'

' You love me....'

' I am sorry to say, but yes.'

Prerna was agape. Her next move baffled him. She hugged him and cried. 

' Prerna...'

Prerna looked at him and cupped his face in her hands.

' Why didn't you tell me you love me, dammit!'

' It's of no use!'

' Its of use! It's of use! I love you, Mr.Bajaj. I LOVE YOU!'

He was stunned. 

' You love me? Since when?'

' Since I realised that my heart beats for you.'

' Sacchi?'

' Yes. I am only yours. Forever!'

She hugged him and cried.
'I am sorry... Because of me you had to go through this much pain.'

' Promise me you won't leave me ever.'

' Promise.'

Rishabh kissed her forehead and hugged her.

' Can I ask something?' 

' Yes, anything.'

' Since when you love me?' Prerna asked, with curious eyes.

' I felt the first feeling of something called love the day when you came to meet me in jail.'

' Are you serious?'

' I have never been this much serious in my life.'

' If you loved me? Then why didn't you claim your love? Why did you let me go?'

' You didn't love me then. One sided love gives pain, Prerna.'

The scene ended with their chaste kiss and Kukki peeping in through the slightest gap of the window and giving the biggest smile...

Toodles!


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