The Binding String

S E V E N T Y

Few times Raman used this tactic to make Roohi sleep and now Roohi wants to sleep in the same way her father used to do and Ishita has no heart to ignore her requests either. She never told anyone regarding her increasing backpain and always remained available for her on her toes. Today while making her sleep she couldn't help to stop herself from remembering one such moment from her past when Roohi was just four months old baby. The demand Raman made two weeks back forced her to go back in her painful past, she felt someone touched her old wounds which left untreated.

She clearly refused any of his idea and avoided to have any conversation regarding the same but she cannot get over with his words.

I want you to get over your painful memories Ishita. It's needed.

Once I wanted you to be a part of my pain but you refused saying what what happens in the past, remains in the past remains why now Raman?

She knew she hurt him with her words but the bitterness comes along those memories. They avoid any serious conversation after that night but she was not comfortable in opening up with him or anyone. There are numerous things, how many things she would be able to say, what if he misjudged her. What if she hurt him with any of her words.

Once he was insecure with their relationship and Ishita thought the same is happening with her.

Ishita rubbed her eyes and somehow managed to straighten up her back, Roohi appeared deep in the sleep she chose to take shower before calling off her day. Ishita fetched her noodle strap one piece nightwear and towel and went to take shower.

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Twenty minutes later Ishita was sitting over couch, staring at the wall clock and stiffling her yawns. There was still no sign of Raman, she streched her back and laid down over thr couch, eyes stuck at the main door. Ishita knew Raman is not angry from her when she bashed him and he is genuinely busy with his work-life but at the same time she carved to have some lone tome with him where she can explain him her idea behind not consulting to councillor. She started playing with her ring finger and continued to wait for him until she heard the cracking sound of the door sat up. Their eyes met and they shared a smile which reached their eyes, Ishita took his bag from his hand where he locked the main door and hung his keys.

"How was your day?" Ishita spoke in soft voice passing a glass of water to Raman. He removed his blazer and dropped his body over the couch. "Hectic. My entire body is aching." Ishita rolled her fingers in his short curls looking at him. He couldn't look anywhere apart from her orbs, their eyes met and distance decreased as they lost into each other. Ishita hugged him without wasting a minute which reciprocate by him. His arms curled around her narrow waist and she buried her face in the nape of his neck. The proximity erupted butterflies in the pit of her stomach the couple parted few minutes later.

"You want something? Tea or coffee?"

"Hmmm filter coffee." Ishita nodded and walked towards kitchen whereas Raman retired to change his clothes. A few minutes later they were sitting at the threshold of balcony enjoying their cup of coffees, the faint breeze hit their faces making then close their eyes for swift seconds. "Are you upset with me Raman?"

Ishita looked at her husband, placing her half empty coffee mug beside.

"Never." Raman exasperated in the response, holding his wife hand.