---Aarti's POV---

I started thinking back to everyone that I met last week. My husband was definitely hot! Capital H-O-T! Lucky me!

He hadn't come in yet, but my friends had and that meant so much more to me than words could ever say. 

About 2 hours had passed when  he came.

"Hey,"  I said.

"Hello. How're you doing now?" He asked.

"I'm good and you?" I asked.

"I'm good," he said.

"Did you eat?" He asked.

"Nahi, woh time kha saath..with the medicine they give food," I said.

"Oh okay," he said.

"When can I go home?" I asked.

"Kal," he said.

"Okay. Hey can I ask you for something?" I asked.

"Sure," he said.

"Okay, you see that machine. Can you turn the temperature down?"I asked.

"Absolutely not. They have set to that temperature for a reason," he said.

"UGH!" I said. "I wanna go home. I'm tired of this place."

"Soon," he said. "Okay, so I have to go somewhere. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Your not coming back?" I asked.

"No, I have to go somewhere that's a bit far and there's always traffic so I won't be able to make it back in time. Visiting hours will be over," he said.

"Okay," I said.

He was leaving when I spoke up.

"Suno," I said.

"Ya?" He asked. 

"Apna khayal rakhna aur khaylo'n mein sirf mujha yaad rakhna," I said.

He smiled at that. 

"I will," he said.