Kavya's POV

'I know Raut uncle, I wanted to come to restaurant to get those files but now I can't come as Kavya is sick. Can you send me the files at my home?' His voice bought me out from my sleep and I got up and slowly walked towards the bedroom.

'You are not going to work for me?' I asked and he quickly cut the call.

'Hey! Why did you got up?' he asked and quickly came and held me in his arms.

'Sorry that my conversation woke you up,' he said.

'Anyways, let's have khichdi and then take a dose of medicine,' he said as he made me sat on the sofa.

'You are not going to work for me?' I asked, again.

Sohum never skipped his office and here, this guy, the boss of a big hotel is skipping work to take care of me.

'As you know, my manager, Mr. Raut, I mean uncle Raut, asked me to take leave due to those pictures but today I wanted to go and get some file but I asked him to send it to my house.'

'Because of me you didn't go?'

'It's not a big deal, Kavya.

'For me it is, Kabir. Thank you for leaving your work for me,' I said as I took a bowl of khichdi and water from his hand.

'You will not eat?' I asked and it seemed that something dawned on him and he suddenly called Suraj Bhaiya and asked him to take the packet of samosa for Raj which Kabir had bought for him.

'You can leave Kabir,' I said, again.

'Can you stop telling me the same thing again and again? I know, I will never cross your mind when you will need someone's help but that doesn't mean you can ask me to leave you again and again.' he shouted and suddenly tears started rolling down my cheeks.

'Hey! I am sorry. I am so sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you,' he said and came and sat near me and tried to take me in his arms but I pushed him away.

'You know, why you never crossed my mind when I was ill, because for the past three years I am handling all by myself, because for the past three years I am taking care of myself without relaying over anybody so, how can suddenly someone cross my mind when I have got used to handle situation alone,' I wiped my tears with the back of my hand.

'For the past three years?' he asked and tried to hold my hand but I removed my hand from his grip.

'Sohum left me three years ago, Kabir,' I told him as once again I wiped my tears.

'You mean, you both are divorced?' he asked.

'No Kabir, he is dead. Three years ago, he went to heaven leaving me all alone in this world,' I said and Kabir showed his fingers through his hair.

'No... no... god... I am so sorry,' he said and started pacing around the room.

Then he came and knelt in front of me.

'Listen... let's talk about this later. First let's have the khichdi,' he said.

'No. From the day he died, I am handling everything alone. You know, before marriage I had not even gone out alone to bring vegetables and after getting married we used to always go together. You know, for the first time I came home after he died, for the first week, I only had daal with roti as I didn't knew how to go to market and buy vegetables alone,' I remembered those days and I hope those days will never return.

'And look at you now,' he said but I didn't reply anything.

'After getting married and moving here with him, I never left the house without him. Whenever he came back from office, we used to go out for a walk. After he died, for the first time I tried to go out, I ran back to home within two minutes. The whole world felt so big without him by my side. It felt like every eyes were only looking at me.'

'And you know Kabir, the first time I got ill after he left, I didn't went to doctor as he used to take me to doctor before going to office. I waited and waited almost a week till I got better by myself but slowly I started going to hospital alone,' I said and took a deep breathe.

'And, Sohum used to drop me off to my school and I used to come back on my colleague's scooter but unfortunately a month before he died, she went to Bangalore as her husband shifted there,' I continued and this time he tried to wipe my tears but I pushed his hand away.

'So, kabir I am surviving all alone for the past three years so nobody's thought comes to my mind whenever I am ill,' I shouted and he was just staring at me.

I don't know what he was thinking.

There was no pity in his eyes.

I have seen so much eyes which had pity for me that by now I know what pity feels like.

'Now, let's eat,' he said.

What?

I had told him such an important thing and he is asking me to eat?

He took a spoonful of khichdi and gestured me to open my mouth.

'No. I am not talking with you,' I said.

'I know but you don't have to talk. Just eat,' he said and once again gestured me to have the spoonful of khichdi and I had it.

'That's like a good girl,' he said making me laugh.

'I am a woman,' I said.

'I know,' he said and again took a spoonful of khichdi and asked me to have it.

'You know Sohum never took a day off for me when I was ill so you leaving all your work just to take care of me surprised me,' I told him as he fed me another spoon.

'I am not Sohum. I am kabir.'

'I know that, Kabir. I am just saying that he never fed me like this. He only took me to doctor,' I told him.

'I am kabir, Kavya.'  he said, again, and fed me another bite.

For few minutes we both were silent.

He was feeding me and I was eating.

'By the way, I am telling you once again, don't think I am talking to you. I am being nice to you just because you are feeding me. I am still angry at you for shouting at me.' I said and he chuckled softly.

'I know, Kavya. I am sorry for shouting at you,' he said as he fed me the last bite, kept the plate in the sink and gave me the packet of medicines.

'Now, have the medicines and take rest,' he said.

'By the way, you know which medicines to take, right?' he asked and I nodded in a 'yes' and took a look at the prescription and took out the medicines.

He handed me the glass of water and I took it and he helped me to go to bedroom and when I laid on bed, he covered me with a duvet.

He caressed my head.

'Take rest, okay. I will be outside,' he said.

I was married but still I was feeling these for the first time.

The way he fed me, the way he caressed me.

I didn't even know this small thing can make a person so happy until Kabir started doing this and it is making ne happy.

He was leaving but stopped midway and turned around.

'By the way, do you want me to stay here till you fall asleep? Or do you want me to massage your forehead till you are asleep?' he asked.

'I mean, whenever Raj is ill, he feels better when I massage him,' he continued.

'Can you do it for me?' I asked.

'Of course,' he replied and suddenly the door bell rang.

'Maybe, Suraj is here. Wait, I will be back in few minutes,' he said and left.

What is going on in his head?

What is he thinking?

'Suraj came and took the packet of samosa for Raj,' he said as he came and sat on the bed but suddenly got up.

'I am sorry. I sat on the bed without asking you,' he said making me smile.

'Sit here, Kabir,' I said and once again he sat on the bed.

He asked me to move my head and put my pillow on his lap and asked me to put my head on the pillow.

'Now, close your eyes kavya, and don't think about anything. I will massage your head so nicely that you will fall asleep in ten minutes.'

As soon as his hand met my forehead, I closed my eyes.

He started pressing my forehead with his fingers.

'Kabir?' I looked up and his eyes met mine.

'Yes, Kavya?'

'Will you not ask me why have I hidden such an important matter from you. When I came to know you had hidden your profession from me, I was so angry,' I voiced out my thoughts.

'Close your eyes and fall asleep, Kavya. We will talk about this when you will get fine,' he said and I closed my eyes.

His hands were working like a magic.

Then his hand moved towards my head and he stroked my hair gently.

'Do that again,' I said.

'You like it?' he asked and started stroking my hair.

'My mom used to do this as she knew how much I liked it. But, I had forgotten the last time someone did this to me.'

'Then I will do this along with forehead massage till you fall asleep,' he said and with a smile on my face, I closed my eyes.

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