Chapter LI

Snuggling into those warm arms, Rajesh snoozes off his alarm. Inhaling the familiar scent, calms Rajesh to the core. On the other hand Pallavi did not sleep a wink the whole night. She just kept looking at Rajesh sleep peacefully. Running her fingers through his hair, she admires him sleep. Not having seen him for a week had a taken a toll on her. The time she spent away from him, she realised how much she loved him. All she wanted during that time, to rush back home and fall into his arms, for she she knew that Rajesh would be equally broken as her. But she had to think with a saner mind. Her priority was to find peace within herself. She had to accept that she had lost another of her baby to miscarriage, but the situations and circumstances were beyond control and she could not blame herself. Once she had accepted the fact through proper meditation, she could go ahead in comforting Rajesh. She understood that even though Rajesh needed her the most during the past week, unless she could make peace with herself, she could never move on in life and the fear of miscarriage would etch deep in her heart. But now that she had won against the fear and emerged victorious, she need the closeness of Rajesh. Now that she was with him, she did not want to miss a single moment. Planting a soft but deep kiss on his forehead, she whispers 'I love you' into his ears.

Hearing this words, Rajesh jolts up, to find Pallavi next to him. All the feelings of love come overflowing and he hugs her tightly. Along with the feelings of love, also comes up, Anger. The anger boiling up from, that she left him dangling for a week, without any proper information and that too at such a crucial time. Knowing that with the anger boiling inside, he might do something really stupid, Raesh opts to not speak with her for some time. He gets up from the bed and heads to the washroom. Although surprised, Pallavi understands that Rajesh might be angry and is not expressing out of the care for her. She decides to give him space and gets up and heads to the kitchen.

The young couple don't share a single word the entire morning except for a couple 'hmm' here and there. Rajesh swings his bag over his shoulder and heads for the door, before turning back and sharing an eye contact.

"Are you heading to work today?" he asks with a slight concern.

"No. I have asked leave till today. I will continue from tommorow. I am thinking for visiting Uncle and Aunty today" she answers.

"Oh. I haven't told them all that happened during the last week."

"Its ok. I won't tell about my disappearence. Only the miscarriage. They have a right to know"

"OK."

"I love you Rajesh". he just flashes a weak smile in reply. That is enough for Pallavi to know that Rajesh's love for her is victorius over his anger. She gets along with her day and rings up Mrs. Khuranna and informs her of her plan to visit her today.

Meanwhile, Rajesh is battling with his mixed feelings. On one side he is happy that Pallavi is back, but on the other side that she left him on such a crucial time, hurts him, Alongside the anger, a doubt that she might not trust him as much as he trust's her creeps in. With that doubt in his heart, he reaches the office and gets on his work. Not paying attention to Tarun and Neeraj, he just keeps with himself. Owing to pressure to complete the project and meet a deadline, Tarun and Neeraj are also immersed in their computers. Its not before lunch that they get time to have a proper smoke and talk things out .

"My cousin brother has come back from abroad. He is little experienced in these kind of matters. Like searching people. So I will talk with him pretty soon about our issue." Neeraj says, shoving down his lunch.

"That's a great idea. But I would suggest that we don't say the entire issue. Lets keep him on need to know basis only" Tarun replies, gulping down a glass of water.

"That won't be necessary guys" Rajesh speaks up in a low tone, playing wit his lunch.

"And why are you saying that?" Tarun asks, perplexed.

"Because she came back yesterday night". Hearing this Neeraj chokes on his food. Tarun taps him on his head, handing him a glass of water

"And you are telling us this now?" Tarun glares up, while Neeraj still is catching on his breath.

"I noticed this morning. But I am confused. I don't know whether I am happy that she is back or angry over her for leaving me like this or sad over the fact that maybe she does not trust me as much as I trust her." he shakes his head, closing his lunch, untouched.

"Maybe you should talk it out with her. That way you guys can clear it out between you" Neeraj adds.

"Yeah. But before we sit down to talk, I need to cool off. She has gone to my parents house today. She is going to tell about the miscarriage stuff. So I have to go there and listen from my father too." Rajesh grumbles the last part. Shrugging it off, he sits down to continue with his work, braving for the lecture he will get from his father.

Here at home Pallavi readies herself to visit Khuranna household. As soon as Mrs. Khuranna got to hear from Pallavi, she was ecstatic and jumped into making her favourite dish for snack. She braves herself for the communication she is going to have with her future in laws. Over the twenty minute journey, she mulls over as to whether tell them about her disappearance. Thinking about that, she finds herself at the doorstep of Khuranna household. With her hand reaching for the bell, she is still yet to come into decision as to tell them or not.

"Good evening Pallavi beta. Been long since heard from you" Mr. Khuranna greets her, guiding her inside.

"Good evening uncle. We were little busy with setting into the lifestyle. That is why" she replies meekily.

"I understand. Here my wife was going crazy last week a little. Rajesh was not available much on the phone" Mr. khuranna hints the issue, for which replies with just a 'ahh' and a nod.

Hearing her voice, Mrs. khuranna makes her way out of the kitchen and directly attacks Pallavi with a warm bear hug.

"Its been so long since I saw you. Come lets go in the kitchen. Otherwise uncle will bore you here in th hall, with all bussines and professional talks" she grabs her hand and escorts her inside. Pallavi chuckles over it and bids good bye to Mr. Khuranna and joins Mrs. Khuranna in the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later, the ladies come out of the kitchen with some trays filled with snacks.

"Uncle, Aunty I have something important to tell" Pallavi starts off, moving closer to mrs. Khuranna and holding her hand.

"What happened dear? Did Rajesh say something?" Mr. Khuranna asks, moving to the edge of his seat.

"No uncle. Nothing is wrong with Rajesh. He is supportive as usual. Its my issue." Pallavi replies back.

"What is it my child?" Mrs. Khuranna asks, tightening her hold.

"I suffered a miscarraige mom. Last week." she drops the bomb. Mrs. Khuranna gasps in reply while Mr. Khuranna opens up his eyes in astonishment, not beliveing in what he heard.

"I incurred ectopic pregnancy a week before the miscarraige. We visited our gynecologist. She prescribed medicines. But inspite of those medicines, I suffered a miscarriage." Pallavi opens up. The Khuranna's are speechless, not knowing what to reply. Pallavi continues.

"We both were frightened as to what was happening. But we did not want to scare more people along. That is why we did not inform you. Listening to your sweet and caring words always motivated us. But last week the worse happened. I woke up with a dull pain in my stomach. I went to the restroom, only to figure out I was bleeding profusely. I guessed at that time, I have lost my baby." she opens up, a lone tear escaping and falling on mrs. Khuranna's hand.

"The moment I relaized that I had lost our baby, I felt extremly guilty. I did not have any idea as to how to convey it to Rajesh. So I went away for a week, without telling him" she confesses.

"Rajesh never breathed a word to us about anything" Mr. Khuranna tells coldly.

"He told me. Probably because he did not want to hurt you." she replies.

"Whre did you go?" Mrs. Khuranna asks.

"Rishikesh. I needed to find solace within myself. With this miscarriage, I knew that if I did not overcome the fear, I might never want to become a mother. So to over the fear, I needed some personal space. I know what I did was wrong. But I did for our good. Please forgive me." Pallavi finshes, breaking down inconsolably. Mrs. Khuranna takes her in a hug the moment she breaks down, running her hand along Pallavi's back, soothing her.

"Pallavi. You did what you felt was right according to you. So I cannot decide or tell you whether your action was right or wrong. What I am currently interested in knowing is that were you succesful in overcoming your fear?" Mr. Khuranna asks, getting up from his seat and kneeling down in front of her. Pallavi just looks at him and flashes smile, nodding her head.

"That's all I need child. Whatever actions we undertake, if it feels right to us and we achieve our goal, then the action is justified no matter what the world says. And you don't have to ask sorry over that" he supports her.

"Thanks Father." she replies, wiping away her tears.

"Actually Rajesh hasn't spoken much to me since this morning since I came very late last night. I know he is angry and he is taking time to cool off. But it hurts, father." she replies, sobbing into Mrs. Khuranna's shoulder.

"Don't worry my child. Rajesh maybe angry, but he always comes around. Its just that he always takes some time to come around. But he surely will." Mrs. Khuranna consoles her.

"Ok mother. I just want him to understand me and forgive me." she replies, wiping her tears.

"He will. You both have been through a lot. Take a little time. Just like you took a week, he might take some time. But he will come around." Mr. Khuranna pacifies her. With the support from her future in laws, Pallavi finds a new strength within her.

"Ohh my. Rajesh will be home in some time. I need to go and prepare diner for him. I will take leave now." Pallavi wipes her tears and heads for the washroom to freshen up. As she comes comes out after ten minutes, she finds a lunch bag, packed for her tot ake home.

"I have packed dinner for you too. You don't have to exert once you go home. Spend the time instead talking. Sort it out." Mrs Khuranna tells her, holding Pallavi by her shoulder.

"Thanks mother." Pallavi replies with a hug. Meanwhile, Mr. Khuranna picks up the lunch bag and heads down. Pallavi takes leave from the Khuranna household,as Mr. Khuranna drops her at their home. Pallavi bids aideu to Mr. Khuranna, as he heads back home. She waits for Rajesh to come back

Fifteen minutes later Rajesh turns up, all tired from the work. He finds Pallavi waiting for him, clad in a saree, insinuating that she had been to his home. Just as Pallavi begins to speak up, Rajesh makes his way to her and crashes his lips into hers. Pulling her into him, he intensifies the kiss. Though caught off guard at the first, Pallavi responds and melts into the heat of the moment.

"I love you Pallavi. I thought all day today and I realized that what you did is not wrong." Rajesh speaks up, with his breath heavy.

"Its ok Rajesh. I know you love me and support me. I love you too." Pallavi replies.

"So mom has sent dinner huh." Rajesh asks, looking at the lunch bag.

"Yeah. She wanted that we utilize the time to talking and sort things out." Pallavi replies.

"Now that we have sorted things out, why don't we use the time in a much more productive manner?" Rajesh smirks, looking at her. Understanding what he is meaning by that sentence, Pallavi playfully slaps him in head, gesturing a warming look. Not paying any heed to her warning, Rajesh throws his bag, opening his top two buttons and winking playfully at her. Knowing that he won' stop, Pallavi makes a run for it. Playfully allowing her to run to the bedroom, Rajesh whisks her into his arms and lifts her up. Lowering her to his eye level, Rajesh places a sensous and soft kiss onto her lips, to which Pallavi responds with equal vigor. Melting into the kiss....Rajesh fumbles around searching for the light switch...to switch it off.

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