Siddhant's POV :

SO I could not have been more surprised to find Jaaiz escorting my mother to my house. It has been two weeks since I was released from the hospital, and now, it is becoming extremely annoying for me staying in complete bed rest. I am the kind of person who keeps working even when he is half dead.

"I told you Siddhant, you won't manage alone here. The touch of a woman is missing in this house. Just look at your face and eyes. Shift to my place until you recover completely...alright son?" She sat near me caressing my cheek. I hadn't shaved for like centuries.

"I'm doing good here Ammi..." I said, heaving.

"Was Ruhanna here?" Jaaiz asked unexpectedly.

"Yeah...how did you know?"

"I can feel her touch in your sudden neat and tidy house." He said looking around the house.

I smiled to that. She has been a very caring friend all along. Whilst her caring approach, I miss something in me though I don't exactly know what it is. A part or a chapter which has always been mine.

"Quite a helpful lady she is." My mother commented and turned to me. "You said you wanted to talk beta?"

From this moment, either I was going to destroy every person in my life or every relation was going to destroy my hopes. But I had to take the chance. Truth deserved to be unfolded.

"Jaaiz..." I turned to him instructing him to bring the red file from my drawer.

He handed me the file and sat down near me. As I started opening the file, I saw the change in my mother's face on noticing the file. Maybe she always knew what this was all about.

"Read this out..." I passed my birth certificate to Jaaiz. I was sick of reading it to myself everyday.

As he read out each word, my eyes mocked at my mother for answers. The look on her face was completely terrified.

Minutes later, she was in tears.

"Why Ammi?"

She took a deep breath, a mix of whimper and scream.

"Its all my fault..." Her head dropped as she wiped away her tears.

"Just tell me why????" the pitch of my voice rose, perhaps, for the first time on my mother. For so many years, I struggled with my life, trying to earn an identity for myself. I cried for nights when our family was falling apart and she never told me this.

"Bhai...calm down.." Jaaiz came forward.

"Stay out of this Jaaiz..." I warned pushing him away and sat upright on the couch. The stitches on my body still hurts but nothing like the pain this harsh truth gives me everyday.

"You didn't deserve to know a man like him Siddhant..." My mother finally spoke.

I turned my eyes to her and sneered,
"But I deserved to know every struggle life put on me, right? I managed the house, my studies, my brother's studies, every little problem...I sacrificed my unfulfilled dreams for this family...I deserved all of that, right?"

"Siddhant..." My mother extended her hand to caress me. I furiously pushed it away.

I looked into her eyes and their was guilt.  

"My eldest son you are...I feel blessed to have a son like you Siddhant.." She kept her hand on my lap and started, "You always  wanted to know why I never completed my Ph.D, right?"

I blinked.

"It was when I met Tanmay Parasar when he was pursuing his Ph.D. Such a charismatic man he was. After I had eloped with Jaaiz's father..."

"He is my father too." I interjected in the middle.

She smiled looking at me,
"Yes he is, he will always be. I thought your grandparents would accept our marriage if only I gave birth to a child. Children are always a sign of innocence and harmony...sadly for two years I was struggling to conceive. This drifted me apart. And that was when Tanmay came. I don't know what took over me but we ended up in a one night stand."

My mouth was agape as she kept speaking. She glanced at Jaaiz and my face but somehow continued.

"When I told your father that I was expecting, his face lit up with the joy I had never seen before and that was all I wanted. I still remember how he was in tears while holding you for the first time."

"Did he know that I wasn't his son?"

"I never let him know...after a year, I got pregnant with Jaaiz, the first child with your father. He was overjoyed on the news of a second child. I didn't want to ruin things when everything was going right."

I held my head frustrated.

"What about Tanmay? Did that bastard ever ask if I was dead or alive?" I asked beneath my breath.

"He did come to see you with this birth certificate. He was the one to endow you with your name. Siddhant. After that day, I never heard from him." She replied.

So my name wasn't just a miracle or coincidence. My biological father chose it for me. I dug my face in my palms, my face drenched in sweat. I felt like passing out, I was tired of everything. Who was to be blamed, I didn't even know that!

"Siddhant...you are still my son. My love for you will always be the same." She stroked my hair very gently. I shifted from my position and stood up straight with the pain in my body and heart.

"I am lost...after all these years, I come to know that I was a mistake of a damn one night stand...." I squirm agonising my life.

"Sid..you were not a mistake.." My mother walks forward as her eyes shines with sparkling tears."You are my son Sid, just look where you are today."

I waved my hand dismissively, "My hard work has earned me this position. I owe it to none of you except myself."

"Not even me?"

Turning around, I found Ruhanna standing at my door. I wondered what she was doing here at this odd hour. She walked frantically to me and cupped my hand in her's. Gleaming into my eyes, she smiled and said, "I am here. Calm down Sid.."

"What are you doing he..."

"I said calm down ..." She cut me in again smiling at me. I don't know what effect her presence had on me, but there was a drip in the intensity of negative vibes around me.

Ruhanna's POV :

AFTER a lot of struggle I managed to make Siddhant sleep peacefully. He suffered from high fever due to all the stress and anxiety. Thereafter, I asked Jaaiz to drive his mother back  home.

"Is he doing alright now?" Jaaiz asked as I escorted him to the porch.

"He is sleeping now...don't worry, he will be alright by tomorrow." I assured him.

"By the way, thanks."

"It's alright. I know his anger Jaaiz. He can never stay angry for too long.." I smiled.

It was in the late afternoon when Jaaiz texted me requesting to manage Siddhant for the night. No matter how tough he showed he was, Siddhant has always been a very emotional person. And right now, nobody better than me knew how to deal with his anger.

In the meantime, I texted my brother who was in the city for a few days and currently staying at my place.

The food is kept in the dinning hall. Eat it and take care of Drishti till I am back.

His reply came within a minute :

Great, I'm a babysitter now.

I kept my phone on the table without replying further.

I walked around his bedroom admiring the wall paintings. He always had a good taste in art. Like he was perfect in every way. But with this perfection, there was a fragile and vulnerable part as well.

The sound of his body tossing on the bed shifted my gaze at him.

"How are you feeling?" I sat by the edge of his bed, gently touching his forehead. The temperature dropped slightly.

"I don't know..." He sat upright leaning against the bed as I adjusted his pillow to support his back.

"Let me bring something for you to eat..." I stood up and suddenly, I stopped when he held my wrist.

I glanced at him over my shoulders, and he smiled asking me to sit down.

He pursed his lips together.
"That night Ruhanna..."

He called me Ruhanna. I longed to hear the sound of his voice calling me Ruhi again.

Dimly looking into my eyes he continued, "It was not an accident. My so called biological father planned everything but I don't have any proof against him now. I just didn't lose my brakes like that. I remember very well..."

"What else do you remember?"

He gave a half smile.
"Kissing you..."

My eyes widened immediately. Apparently, I was speechless.

"I want to know. Was it just the wine or something else?"

It took a moment for me but I replied,"Just the wine."

The doctors advised us not to put any stress on him to remember the lost parts of his memory. They said he would eventually retain his memory in a month or so. 

"Then why do I feel like something inside me is void?"

"Don't talk like a psycho! Maybe you drank too..."

And I wasn't able to finish my sentence when he pressed his lips against mine pulling me into his arms. A shiver ran down when he moved his lips on my collar bones. I felt the heat of his body against mine and for the first time I didn't care if he was suffering from fever while kissing me. I responded to his kiss with equal passion.

"You should wear a saree more often" he whispered near my ears.

I blushed scarlett.

His satin bed sheet was drenched in our sweat as we kept kissing each
other for long.

"We should stop..." I took a deep breath as I felt his hands were about to unhook my bra.

He smiled and laid down beside me and we just kept staring at the ceiling silently.

"What was that?" My eyes looked at him side ways.

He turned to me resting on his one elbow and smirked, "Stress reliever."

"You sick morbid...stay away from me." I made an angry face throwing the pillow at him.

He pulled me by my waist until I started  kicking my legs to get out of his grip. His lips and beard were tickling my neck, my ears, my back and that just couldn't stop my resonated laughter. We kept laughing until he screamed in pain.

"Careful...I'm still in stitches." He whimpered shutting his eyes.

"Oh my God...I'm so sorry...did that hurt bad? Wait, lemme call the doctor."
Worriedly, I touched his stitches at the same time extending my hand to get the phone.

He clasped my hand with his preventing me to reach my phone. That was when I realised the gap between our fingers were like the solved puzzle. As I widened my eyes at him strictly, he kissed me on my neck saying,
"I was kidding!!"

I shut my eyes as a quiver ran down while he kept kissing my belly, this time his hands creeping  under my blouse unclasping my bra.

"You made me wait so long for this." He said smiling into my eyes.

"And you forgot to shave waiting for this!"

"I thought you'd find it sexy!" He winked.

I never saw this dirty talking side of Siddhant until today and in every way I loved it.

The stars and moon had fallen upon us that night. Everything felt so right that I didn't want to ask my conscience what the hell I was doing. Even if it was right or wrong?

With our bodies covered by a single bed sheet, I gently rested my head on his shoulder dreaming about the world which we had planned so perfectly for us.

"Weren't you supposed to be sick?" I asked teasing him.

"With Ruhi around me, I can never be sick!!"

My eyes narrowed at him unbelievably. He called me Ruhi.

"Say that again."

"What?"

"My name. Just now you said it, say it again idiot."

"RUHI..." He pronounced it clearly and I hugged him excitedly.

"Ugghh...I can feel my bones crumbling." He snorted as I pulled away."Hope, you don't have any doubt on my memory now?"

I chuckled and said looking into his eyes, "Nope...because you were just my one sweet dream which never came true."

"Ruhi..." He leaned forward kissing my forehead, "Can I be your reality now?"

It was weird how my day moved from searching a job for myself to cuddling in the arms of the man I have always loved.

Finally, a tear escaped and rolled down my cheek. My eyes quickly looked away from his as I wiped my tear.

I wanted to hug him and show him all the possible reasons I wanted him back in my live, but this wasn't so easy for me. My hand reached for my clothes as I started dressing up in front of him. He didn't say anything and kept staring at me without any movement.

"Ruhi..."

I stopped as I was about to open the door to his room.

"Yeah?"

"I shall be waiting for your answer and you know I am quiet good at that." He mumbled.

"Forever will be long enough." I left him with a smile.

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A/N

What do you guys think? Is Ruhanna going to say a Yes to Siddhant for the second time?

And everybody out there thanks for reading this story so far. You all are my precious readers! :)