The rest of the camp went by eventually with a lot of learning and a lot of beautiful people that she had made friends with. Karthikeyan gelled well with Krithika and became her best friend, they a fairly amazing team solving cases like a pro!
However, the real catastrophe arrived when all the Doctors were offered a medical checkup packages which they could use on the final day of the camp.
Dejection, nerve wrenching dejection surrounded Krithika when she got back the results of her check up,
Krithika clutched her head, her eyes fluttered harshly, her senses clouded by the result that number all of her,
She could never bear a child of her own.
As a medico, it was logical seeing the result that her weak uterus will never be able to carry her child, but her heart ached again,
How can she even say this to him? How can she make peace with this herself?
Krithika came inside, thanking the Driver of the Cab and tossed her bag on the couch as she slouched beside, her hands lazily removed her Stethoscope and her coat , her eyes closed on thier own accord reminiscing the moments from the Camp,
Her head still spinning at the soul shattering revelation,
"You're back! " She heard the voice of her everything as she turned to look at him,
There, Sathya was stood in her doorway smiling so wide like a goofball! His immense cheer made her smile sadly at him,
Sathya came up excitedly to her and lifted her up in his arms, spinning her around in jubilant circles, his arms went around her petite frame to hug her close,
"DSP - sir" She crocked,
"En rowdy enkitayae vanthutaanga" He whispered clutching her close, like how it'd do to it's mother returning home from work,
Sathya pulled her closer, his fingers gently tracing her cheekbones, his lips slowly breaking into a smile, his eyes shedding a few happy tears to have her back after a week's tormenting separation,
Krithika clutched her skirt hard, her eye brows knotting closer, her heart sinking like a ship without an anchor, her lips trembled, unable to push him away,
"Ah! " She yelped when he sat on the sofa with her in his lap, his right arm going around her waist and his left palm cupping her cheeks,
"En- ennachu? " She stuttered trying to avoid his eyes,
"Kannela sorva iruku..
Ore vaarathula elachi poitinga, Doctor.
Saapadu sari illaya? " His fingers traced her forehead and her neck, eyes clouded with affection, unsurmountable amounts of affection, and all of it belonged to her,
"Onnu.. Onnu illa" She lied to him avoiding his eyes,
"Inga.. Inga en kaayama iruku? " her eyes watered seeing a few scratches on his forehead and forearms,
"Just got back from a crime scene, Doctor..
Mothala ungla paathudnum nu apdiyae vanthuten" He told her, still caressing her dainty cheeks as his other palm held her feet in in, pressing it slowly,
"Marunthu podava? " She tried to get up but he pulled her closer,
"Engayum poga vidratha illa ungla..
Irunga.. Adutha vaati enkoodavae arrest panni vechidren.. " His burly palms held both of her hands in his and kissed them, softly pressing each of her fingers tenderly.
