I clutched my head as groan escape from my mouth..my hand get contact with a wet strip.
I looked at the side to see Disha is sleeping in uncomfortable position in chair.
Thermometer and medicine packet and bowl of cold water is placed beside my pillow.
I slowly get up and the sound of moving made disha woke up from her sleep..
Author's POV:-
'Sir?? aap thik hain na ??' her hand instinctively clutch his arm.
'Haan mein thik hunn..par tum yaha kya kar rahi ho ?? Tum kya puri raat yaha thi??' he said in shock as his eyes lands on the wall clock.
It's 5 am in morning ..
On getting his look ,she immediately took her hand back and maintain a distance from him.
'Woh sir aapko bukhar ayi thi kal..meine mam ko bohut baar call karne ki koshish ki but she didn't pick up tha call..toh waise halat mein apko chorkar bhi nai ja sakti thi ..isliye ruk gayi..' she said hesitantly.
Before he could reply first...
'Toh tum kal raat yahi thi issi room mein?? How dare you??'
Listening to the loud voice,Disha flinched at her place.
Both look at the door to see Kriti has return from her party and was throwing a hard glare on her..
'Kriti tum aise tone mein kyu baat kar rahi ho??' Sahil ask her..
"Will you just shut up, Sahil? I'm talking to her right! So let me handle this?" Kriti snapped, her frustration evident.
She then looks at Disha who is looking at her cluelessly.
'How dare you ??? Tumhe himmat kaise hui yaha mere husband k room mein rahane ki?? Don't you have any common sense?? Yah tumhne jaan bujh k uska advantage lene k liye---'
Before she could complete the sentence, Disha stops her..
'Excuse me ma'am...aapko sayad nahi pata kal aapke husband ko bohut tez fever aya tha raat ko...meine apko bohut baar phone Kiya tha..par apne phone uthaya nahi ..aap chaaye aapke call list check kar sakte hain..agar aap aa jate jaldi toh mein yaha rukti bhi nahi..mujhe koi shauk nahi hai kahi aur rehane ki..koi option nahi thi mere paas isliye I had stayed here..' she said with slight tears in her eyes.
She absolutely hates when someone question her character without any reason...
Kirti doesn't have any thing to say as she looks away not that she is guilty to say such thing to her.It just she doesn't have anything to say right at that moment.
'Puri sach pehale jaan toh lijiye ma'am kuch bolne se pehale' she said lifting her sling bag..
She was about to leave from there..
'Disha..' Sahil calls her slowly from back..
Hearing his voice ,she stops midway as she wipes her eyes from the back of her palm.She looks back with a small smile.
'Haa sir??'
'Jo Kriti ne kaha ... uske liye mein tumhe maafi maangta hunn..' he says guiltily..
She immediately shook her head, 'Nahi sir aap kyu maafi maang rahe hain...apki kya galti hain??'
'Still....I am sorry for her..' he said.
She just gave a smile nodding her head slightly.
'Dyaan se jaana hmm' he said..
'Bilkul sir..aap rest lijiye' with that she left from there..
It was Sunday when Kriti is at home.As usual she was into her laptop..while Disha is working in the kitchen...Sahil was in his room upstairs...
Disha could see from the corner of her eyes ,a smile came into kriti's lips as some messages got pinged on her phone..she immediately started texting back....she could easily understand who would be that person and right now she is feeling nothing but disgust for her..her body is bubbling with anger but she could do nothing..
She could hear sir is calling her from upstairs..but she doesn't give any response as she busy texting the person...
'Kriti..Kriti !!' he again started calling her..
But this time Disha goes infront of her...
'Mam,sir aapko bula rahe hain kabse' she tried to say in polite maneer
Listening to her she look at her silently for five seconds and then sighed...
'Agar bula rahe hain kisi kaam karne k liye hi nah?? Toh tum jao na?? Tumhe toh hum log muhh dekhne k liye nahi rakhe right??' she rolled her eyes getting busy on her phone..
'Par mam ,sir apko bula rahe hain..agar meri koi kaam hoti toh mujhe bulate sir' she said ..
But there was no response from her.Without any choice Disha went upstairs to find him searing some file in the shelf.
'Sir aapne bulaya??' she asked knocking the door.
Sahil looked at her startled, 'haa matlab kriti kaha hain ?? Neeche nahi hain??'
Disha doesn't know what to say as she replied, 'Woh sir actually mam phone mein busy hain..unhone mujhe jaane k liye kaha..apko kuch chahiye toh bataiye mein help kar dungi'
She looked down while saying.
Sahile sighed totally tired with his wife's ignorant behaviour..
'Utna important nahi hain..bas woh red file uss upar wale shelf pe hain..tu usse nikal doge?? It's urgent' he said pointing the shelf.
'Haa sir ,mein nikal doongi' she said.
She tried to get the file with shelf to her hand is not reaching there..
'Aise nahi hoga,you have to get on something to reach there' he said standing behind her.
'Hmmm ,ek kaam karti hun ek tool lati hu' with that she get on it..
'Sambhal k Disha!!' Sahil whisper holding the stool in support.
'Itna upar ye file rakha kaun sir?' she chuckles in between.
'Actually kal mere lawy..mera matlab mera ek dost aya tha kuch kaam k liye, usne hi yaha rakh diya tha' he said..
'Ohh achaa..' she said..
"Mil gaya, sir!" she beamed, carefully pulling it out. But as she adjusted her footing to step down, the stool wobbled beneath her.
'Sirrrrrr...!!!!' she shouts
'Dishaaaa..!!' his eyes widened but before he could hold her ...it was too late...both fall down with Disha on top of him..
With a dull thud, they crashed onto the carpeted floor, Disha landing squarely on top of him. The air left their lungs in a collective groan.
For a moment, everything stilled.
Disha's eyes squeezed shut in shock, her fingers clinging to Sahil's shirt as if for dear life.His arms, acting on instinct, had wrapped securely around her waist to break her fall.
The proximity was undeniable. Their breaths mingled, hearts hammering against each other in the unexpected closeness.
Then, just as the moment settled, an angry voice cut through the air.
"WHAT THE HELL!?"
Both of them turned to see Kriti standing at the doorway, eyes burning with disbelief as she took in the sight before her.
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