Nidhi's POV:

The name plates held outside my house gate kind of scared me. The nameplates of three doctors stood on the wall proudly. 

Goodness. Why I am here?

Groaning out I pressed the doorbell and waited for someone to open the door. The door opened a moment later and my mother came into my view by the looks, she is a bit angry. 

"Finally," she said and moved aside for me to enter. I rolled my eyes and went in. Nothing much has changed in the past two months as I observed the hall and other spaces. Thanks to the fortune my parents and ancestors earned, we have a big and spacious house and a good bank balance too. 

On the sofa sat my so-called busy brother who is very keenly invested in his mobile phone. Observing my presence he looked up for a fraction of a second and continued doing his work. 

I walked near him to grab a water bottle lying on the centre table. I gulped the whole water bottle but still didn't get satisfied. Moving ahead I reached the fridge to get another bottle. 

"Would you eat anything?" asked my mother following me to the kitchen. I shook my head and headed out. 

"Granny slept?" I asked as I took out my phone and charger to make my phone get back to life. 

"Yeah. Don't disturb her now. She must be sleeping," my mom replied. Paying not much heed to her afterwards I walked into her home. 

My Grandma is the only person whom I like in the home and she also says that I am her favourite. We both joke with each other that in the house we are the only non-doctors and useless. 

Even my grandfather was a doctor, a homoeopathic. And my grandmother was a housewife. In her young days, she was very reputed for studying till 10th class and she boasts about it till date as her achievement. Despite achieving freedom, women were not given the freedom to exercise their will except to get married. 

So burying her wishes she became the woman behind my grandfather. A woman behind his success. 

Barging into her room I saw her sleeping peacefully. Anyone who sees my grandmother and me can say that I am a copy of hers. Not only in facial features even our personalities are alike. 

"Sleeping?" I whispered slowly taking baby steps towards her bed. It's already 1 am and I am sure she must be in deep sleep. 

"How can I when you disturbed me?" her voice came out in a sleepy tone. I chuckled listening to her and crashed on top of her, pecking her cheek. 

"Get off. Get off me. You are filthy. Wonder what places you have been!" she chided. 

"Arey. I have come to meet you after so long and you are worried about hygiene?" 

"How grateful I am? See you after two months! So generous of you dear?" 

"Your tongue is sharp even at all odd times granny," I replied getting up from the bed. 

"Ok. I already disturbed your sleep. Now sleep," saying so I turned away to leave the room but she stopped me. 

"Sleep beside me for tonight dear," she said and moved herself to give some room besides herself. 

My smile broadened upon hearing her request. Teasing her I said, "What about me being dirty then?"  

"I will sprinkle turmeric water on myself tomorrow. Come," she said as she patted the bed beside her. 

Without wasting another moment I jumped beside her and made myself comfortable beside her. She held my palm and placed a kiss on it and stroked my hair as always she did to me. And the lullaby worked its magic again and sleep overtook me immediately making me forget all the misery I faced the whole day. 

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"Get up dear," requested my grandma in her sweet voice. I groaned and snuggled myself more into the bed. I had a peaceful and stress-relieving sleep last night and I don't want to wake up yet. 

"Please, granny. Let me sleep," I said, which is only audible to myself only. She pulled the bedsheet from my body disturbing my sleep even more. 

"Your father came home. He is asking for you. Get up!" 

And that one word is enough for me to wake up. 

'Dad!' 

Does he know everything now? Did that person tell the truth to him? He appeared very reluctant to lie to my father. So he must have spilt out everything when asked about it. 

"Why is he asking me?" I asked as fear slowly crept all my body. 

"I don't know. He just came now and asked for you," she replied folding the bed sheet. 

"How he came?" I asked getting down from the bed. 

"In-car obviously."

'Car?' 

How he came in the car? 

Did that person get the car ready? Or did he give his car or anything? 

What happened that I am unaware of?

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