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Kabir's POV

I carried Raj towards the car and placed him and his bag in the backseat of the car and closed the door and sat in the driver's seat and took a deep breathe to calm myself down.

I should not have given him permission to go to the museum.

I looked at his leg and hit the steering wheels hardly.

"Bhai," Raj called me and I looked at him through the rear view mirror.

"Can I sit on the front seat?" he asked and was surprised as he never sit on the front seat.

"But your leg--

"I am fine, bhai," he said as I got out and carried him and made him sit on the front seat and once again, sat on the drivers seat and he held my hand tightly.

"Bhai, I am fine," he said and I looked at him and smiled.

"You know, I can't see you hurt," I told him as I pulled him in my arms.

"I know that, bhai, but, I am fine," he said as I looked at the plaster of his legs.

"I know you are lying, Raj. I will bear if something happens to me but nothing can happen to you," I said.

"I love you, bhai," he said making me smile.

Love.

Even though I have heard that word numerous times, I still can't believe those four words.

I have heard that lie many times when I was young.

I have heard the words coming from the mouth but eyes always told the truth.

There was no such thing as, love.

I care for Raj and can fight with the world for him.

But I don't know if I love him or not?

How can Raj say it so easily?

How is he so sure that he loves me?

Anyways, he is a kid, he does not understand anything.

"Let's go," I said and as I was going to drive I looked at my hand where her number was written.

"Can you give me your water bottle?" I asked Raj and even though he was confused, he gave me his bottle.

I opened the window and washed my hand with water.

Yesterday, I decided I will not contact her and ruin her married life and I want to stick to that.

I can't ruin her family for my stupid crush which will fade away in few days.

"Really?" My heart mocked me but I decided to ignore my heart.

As I gave the bottle to him, he was surprised but didn't ask anything further.

I started the car toward our family doctor.

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As soon as we reached our house, I carried him towards his room and placed him on the bed and Shalini Aunty followed me.

"How did this happen?" she asked and I told her everything and asked her to make corn soup for Raj and helped him in freshening up and changing his clothes.

Our family doctor, Mr. Batra checked the medicine and told me that they were right medicines and asked to come after fifteen days for check up and asked him to give a call if something happens.

I sat beside him and pulled him in my arms.

"I am happy that I got hurt," he said after some time making me surprise.

"After so many years, you are sitting here beside me," he said.

"I always make sure to have dinner with you," I told him.

"I know that, bhai, and thank you for that, but I miss you, bhai," he said and I looked at him and then his expression changed and he shut his mouth.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I am sorry, you do so much for me and I should not have said that. I know you are busy," he replied.

"You took care of me like mom and dad. I should not ask for much," he said, further, surprising me.

"When did my little brother grow so much?" I joked.

"You can go to work, bhai. I don't want to be a burden on you," he said.

What is he even saying?

Burden?

"Who said this to you?" I shouted.

"No one," he lowered his head.

"Tell me the truth," I demanded.

"When I was born you managed to take care of me, while going to college and even managed the hotel," he said.

"Shalini Aunty helped me, Raj, and what has happened to you? Why are you thinking all this? You should focus on your studies,Raj." I told him.

"You were just twenty when I was given in your arms. I became a problem in your life," he said and now, I was really angry.

"Have you gone mad after you broke your leg? What kind of nonsense are you speaking, Raj?" I shouted and tears started rolling down his cheeks which he was trying to hide from a long time and I pulled him in a hug and he held me tightly and cried his heart out.

"Once again, I became a burden on you, bhai. I can't even walk and for me, you have to come from the hotel early," he was still crying in my arms and I didn't know what to do.

I started caressing his back until he became calm and then broke our hug and kissed his forehead.

"Someone said something, right?" I asked and he nodded in a no.

"Raj, I want the truth."

"Few days back when I came to hotel with you, some customers were saying that only if mom and dad were alive, I would not have been a burden on you, and you would have lived more freely," he told me.

And, that's why sometimes, I want to punch few customers.

My story was not hidden from the media and as dad was a rich person, I was used to media and people talking about us but people started gossipping more after Raj was born.

People started taking pity on me as I have to handle a new born baby as if they cared about me.

"I will tell you this only once. You are my little brother. You were never a burden to me and you will never be never a burden to me," I told him, firmly.

"I don't care what people say. You are my 'only' family," I continued.

"And you are also my only family, bhai. You are my everything. I love you, bhai. You are the best brother in the entire world," he said making me laugh.

"Now, I have to go but I promise to come back soon. Now, please have the soup and lunch and I will tell aunty about the schedule of your medicines," I said and once again he hugged me, and it surprised me but still I composed myself and hugged him back.

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Kavya's POV

I reached home and unlocked my house.

During the whole ride, only one question was running in my mind.

Why did he washed the number I gave him?

Of course, it does not matter much but, still I don't know why I was thinking about it too much.

I was coming out of the school to give Raj his school diary back which I had taken to find the number of Kabir, when I saw him washing my number.

He is still angry at me otherwise he would not have done it.

And, he has a right to be angry as I hurt his brother.

But he have to go such an extent of washing my number?

But, why I am thinking about it so much?

Why it hurt me more than it should hurt me when I am the only one who refused to give him my number few days back.

I came out of my thoughts and was going to freshen up when my mobile started ringing and dad was calling me.

"Hello, dad, how are you?" I asked him.

"I am fine," he told me.

"And, how is Bhaiya and Bhabhi?" I asked.

"Everybody is fine. How are you, Kavya?" he asked and I could sense numerous questions in that four words.

"I am okay, dad."

"I don't know why you went there, you should have stayed here with us," he said.

"Not again, dad."

"Come back, here," he said the same thing which he says for past so many years.

"I am happy here," I replied.

"But, you live there alone. Your brother should have took care of you if you were here," he said.

And, that's why I don't call him much.

But, I will not tell him the truth.

I will let him think that his son would have taken care of me.

"Are you taking your sugar medicines regularly?" I changed the topic.

"Yes."

Then he started talking about his laughter club friends and I thanked god for that.

After some time, he cut the call and then I went to freshen up and tried to remove one question from my mind?

Why is it bothering me so much that he washed my number?

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