I stared at the beautiful moonlit sky. This night sky with the cold breeze is enough to lift my spirits and drive me into relaxation. This wind that blows through my hair gives me a different kind of pleasure but this pleasure is nothing compared to the solace I find in my husband's strong arms.

But now I've started to lose my calm! It was 11 and he was not home. I know he is the great barrister and he remains busy but he promised me that he would return early. I'm craving for his presence now. I'm so sure to blast him with my angry glares when he comes home. Is he not bound to keep his promise?

I've been married to him for 10 years! I've always admired him and this admiration turned into love and now I literally crave for him! He's my light in darkness - my patibabu!

But today I was adamant that I will not forgive him.

We both have been busy from so many days that we hardly got time to spend and share some beautiful moments. So today, before leaving he told me that he would be home early and we'll chat and spend some time in each other's company. We've already professed our love to each other and it makes me wobbly in my knees when I remember those beautiful moments I spent with him. He is mine and I belong to him. No wonder how much angry I get but when I see his beautiful orbs holding so much love for me, I end up losing myself to him.

I was brought out of my thoughts as I heard the horn of the car that stood outside the mansion. I was in my room and I wanted to run downstairs to greet Patibabu but I suppressed my desire as I wanted to punish him for getting late. I could hear footsteps approaching towards the room and I knew that he was already inside the room as he locked the door. My back was facing him and I was so sure not to turn back and give in. I was angry.

Before he could say anything, I said with anger ,"I won't talk to you today! You broke your promise."

My back was still facing him. He didn't say anything. It was so unusual for him to be quiet. I sensed something wrong but still continued," Why do you always do this to me, Patibabu? Do you know how much I crave for you?"
I slightly blushed at this. I sometimes feel that I'm so bold but it's good to be bold, that's what I've been taught by my dear husband only.

But wait, why was he not replying? Was he ignoring me?

Suddenly, I heard his voice cracking,"Bondita...."

I could sense pain in his voice. I was startled and I turned back suddenly. To my horror, I found his head bleeding. He kept his hand on his head as he groaned in pain.

He was about to fall but in a nick of time ,I grabbed him as his body collided with mine. He was heavier than me and I could see how weak he was . He was not able to stand properly. Tears were rushing down my cheeks. I made him sit on the bed. For a second, my whole world shattered. I can never see him in pain. I cupped his face and examined the wound on his head. Someone had hit something on his head.

He tried to speak, "Bondita..."

But I glared at him with teary eyes and it was enough to make him shut up.

Everyone was fast asleep and I thought of not waking them up. I quickly brought the first aid kit and soaked some cotton with the antiseptic. Somehow I knew what must've happened.

I placed one hand around his neck and with the other, I started cleaning the blood.

He groaned as he clutched onto my saree. I could not see him in pain.

I was angry with him too. I gently blew onto his wound. I could feel his eyes on me. I dressed his wound. His legs were hanging on the side of the bed. I knelt down. He looked at me in confusion. I quickly removed his shoes before he could object. He hates it when I touch his feet in anyway. I quickly held his legs and made him comfortable on the bed. I turned away, still crying, to got get some milk and food for him. But he held my wrist.

He looked at me, with love in his eyes and spoke again," Bondita, it's alright. You don't need to worry. Stop crying now. How much I hate these tears in your eyes."

I glared at him," If you hate these tears, why do you end up giving tears to me by hurting yourself?  You know, it's not hidden from me. You were hurt a few days ago when you got into a fight with the people who were badmouthing me for becoming educated. Why do you listen to their words, patibabu? You love me and that's enough! You don't need to fight for me to prove that you love me. You end up hurting me!"

"I don't do it to prove my love for you! You are my wife, Bondita! It's natural for me to get furious if people dare say anything about someone whom I treasure the most. Moreover, it's not a sin to get educated! Why don't people understand?"

I could see his voice break. I seated myself beside him and looked at him with utter love. He raised his hand and wiped away my tears.

I just looked at the bandage on his head and tears made their way again down my cheeks.

He wiped them again. I held his hand and caressed it before giving a gentle kiss on his hand. He smiled at this gesture and I went to the kitchen to get some milk for him.

He drank the milk and while he kept looking at me. Though he is hurt, he never forgets to make me blush by stealing glances at me with those deadly eyes of his.

I took the glass away and gave him a tablet to eat. He shook his head in a "NO!" 

One glare and he loses! I giggled as he gulped the tablet.

I was about to make my way towards the kitchen again when I felt a hold on my arm. I turned around and Patibabu signaled me to sit beside him on the bed. I smiled at him and sat beside him.

He wrapped his hand around my waist as I laid my head on his chest with my cheeks turning a shade of crimson. We've been so close but still, his close proximity affects me.

I wrapped my arms around his torso and I could feel his strong arms around my tiny frame. He could literally engulf my sleek body into his strong hold. His arms were my greatest refuge and he was aware of it.

Suddenly, he spoke, "Bondita"

"Hmmm.."

"Do you know why I am not afraid of fighting these people? Because I know you are there for me to cure all my wounds"

"Just because I'm there to cure your wounds, it gives you no right to harm yourself. Your life belongs to me, Patibabu and you have no right to hurt what's mine" I told him as tears again brimmed in my eyes.

He just smiled at this and wiped away my tears while I still rested my head on his chest.

He spoke again," Do you know why I love these wounds?"

I was startled and looked at him.

He spoke again, "Because you're my medicine"

And with this, I could feel his lips on mine as he pulled me in a passionate and promising kiss.

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It's short, I know. Forgive me for this. Tell me your views. This was my first attempt. And I'm not quite sure how it went! I need your opinion  before I write other os. Please let me know your views.