As the lunchtime arrived and Priya saw Tarun pouring chicken soup in a bowl, she shook her head.
Priya: Bass bass Tarun aur nahi.
Ram: Priya...you need to eat. Humne baat ki na! Tarun tu baat mat sunn.
Priya looked at Ram little angrily but Ram ignored that. He needed to be strict with Priya for her own good.
Tarun served the food on two plates. Priya was astonished to see him serving the same food as hers to Ram. She knew how hard it would be for him to eat bland food.
Tarun: Bhabhi maine woh hi banaya hai jo doctor ne bola hai. Aapko toh thik hona hoga na.
Tarun left after giving a smile to Priya. Ram took the bowl of soup in his hand. Blowing it a little bit, he made Priya drink some.
Ram: Dekha Tarun bhi keh raha hai.
Priya(sadly): Aap yeh bland khaana kaise khayenge?
Ram(with a smile): Tumhe yeh healthy healthy khaana hai toh main Butter Chicken kaise thusoon.
Priya melted instantly. Tears pooled into her eyes as she felt overwhelmed. Food was something that Ram didn't like to comprise with, ever. But he was willingly eating that food so that he could give her company. It might seem like a little thing to people but it was huge for Priya.
To her friends, Ram might only seem like the husband to hurt her feelings, but for her, he was the husband she fell in love with, even after deciding that she would never allow herself to love another man. He healed those tormenting wounds of hers which she never expected to heal. Be it holding his blazer over her head to protect her from the rains, or making her laugh with his silly jokes, or loving her so deeply that deep rooted insecurities took a backseat. So trusting him to not break her heart again was never really a tough decision for her. Because she knew if she gave him another chance to mend things between them, he would try to protect her heart at any cost. Now there was no one who would try to separate them. She still had a chance at living a happy life and she wanted to grab that chance with her whole heart.
As Ram's eyes went back to Priya, he saw tears in her eyes and he panicked thinking that she was in some kind of pain.
Ram: Priya? Priya? Tum ro kyun rahi ho? Dard ho raha hai kahin? Tabiyat kharab lagg rahi hai?
Priya's train of thoughts got broken listening to him and she shook her head for a few times to let him know that she was fine.
Ram: Toh? Kya hua hai batao mujhe.
When Priya didn't look up, Ram kept the bowl on the side table and bent to have a look at her face. Seeing that her eyes were filled with tears, Ram gently caressed her cheeks.
Ram(softly): Priya...
Priya sniffled back her tears and looked at Ram.
Priya: Kuch nahi. Main thik hoon.
Ram: Sachhi?
Priya nodded.
Although Priya said that she was fine, Ram still felt that she was feeling sad inside. So he thought of cheering her up.
Ram(with a smile): Achha phir batao Tarun ne Palak ke saath Aloo ki sabzi hi kyun banayi aaj?
With a frown Priya looked at their plates as if the answer was written on those. She thought for some time but couldn't really reach the conclusion.
Priya: Kyun?
Ram(with a mischievous grin): Kyunki Palak ko Aloo bohot a-peeling laga.
It took Priya a couple of seconds to understand that Ram was telling her a joke and she burst into peals of laughter, keeping her hand over her mouth. Ram also started laughing with her.
Priya(still laughing): Aapke jokes...din ke din...aur bhi kharab hote jaa rahe hain.
Ram(with a chuckle): Par tumhe toh funny lagte hain na.
Priya shook her head still laughing her heart out. When her laughter reduced a little bit, she noticed how Ram was looking at her with immense love in his eyes. The serenity his face held in them, made her heart happy.
On the other hand, Ram couldn't help but admire the laughing state of his wife. Her giggles brought him joy. It felt like a long time has passed from the last time he saw her feeling that happy and that made him feel at peace. He understood that Priya was getting emotional for little things. She wasn't well physically so he wanted to make her feel comfortable as much as he could.
Seeing that her mood was getting better, he again picked up the bowl of soup and saw her smile turning into a pout again. But this time Priya decided to not give him a hard time and started having the soup without making a fuss. Priya also picked up a plate and began to feed Ram.
Priya: Aap Ghar jaa rahe hain na?
Ram(with a frown): Kyun?
Priya(showing him her index finger): Aapne promise kiya tha ke wapas aake aap rest lenge.
Ram: Haan. Toh Ghar jaane ki kya zaroorat.
Priya(pressing her lips together): Toh yahan kahan soyenge aap?
Ram looked all around him and showed her the couch that was kept at a corner of the room.
Priya: Nahi. Bilkul nahi. Aap Ghar jaiye aur rest lijiye thoda.
Ram: Nahi.
Priya: Mr. Kapoor!
Ram: No.
Priya: Aap baat kyun nahi sunte?
Ram lowered his gaze so that he didn't have to meet Priya's angry eyes.
Ram(lowering his head): Mera aadha Ghar yahan hai, aadha Adi ke paas. Main wahan jaake bhi kya karunga aur mujhe tumhe chorhke nahi jaana.
Priya's anger evaporated into thin air in a moment. The fact that she and Pihu was his home, was enough for Priya to understand that he was not going to leave her there. He would stay even if it was hard for him. So she decided not to pester him anymore and silently ate her food.
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After lunch Priya went to the washroom and when she got back, her eyes fell on the couch and she saw Ram already sleeping there like a log. She smacked her forehead gently.
Priya(whispering): Inka kuch nahi ho sakta. Ab backpain hoga, shoulder pain hoga.
Just then the nurse entered to give her medicines, so she went to sit on her bed. She had the medicines.
Priya: Nurse can you please send a pillow and a blanket please?
The nurse nodded with a smile and left.
A few minutes later a ward boy entered with those.
Priya: Aap yahan rakh dijiye. Thank you.
After he left, Priya picked up the pillow and blanket and walked towards Ram. Holding his head gently, she placed the pillow beneath his head. Then she spread the blanket over him and sat on the little space beside him. Slowly forwarding her hand, she began to caress his unruly curls. She noticed the little crease on his forehead. With her thumb, she gently massaged his forehead and instantly that sign of tension vanished from his beautiful face. A small smile formed on his lips as he could feel Priya's loving touch in his sleep.
Priya relaxed a little because Ram finally considered taking some rest. She couldn't help but think how much stress he had been carrying for some days. First he realised what happened 5 years ago, then he told her about it and their fight, then she fell sick, bailing out Meera, taking care of her...he did everything. She remembered something that Krish had told her a few years back- "If he wanted to, he would". Maybe she made him feel so unwanted and unloved that he couldn't manage to gather the strength to face her anymore. Now that he knew that she loved him, he had a daughter, he was doing everything that was needed.
Priya felt sad looking at the exhaustion that was written on his face. Caressing his cheeks once, she again started running her fingers through Ram's hair, knowing how much he likes that. Suddenly Ram rolled towards her and held her other hand in a firm grip, making Priya smile. She recalled how Ram used to do the same 5 years ago.
"Bohot kuch badal zaroor gaya hai par kuch cheezein nahi badli...aur main khush hoon ke woh nahi badli.", Priya thought to herself, smiling.
She kept adoring her husband's sleeping form for some time before she became conscious of the fact that they were in a hospital and she was supposed to be on her bed. If the doctor or the nurse saw her like that, it would be really embarrassing. Letting out a soft sigh she started to loosen up Ram's hold on her. Her eyes widened seeing how strongly his fingers were wrapped around her hand. Slowly and carefully she got her hand out of his hold. She smiled when Ram whined in his sleep like a little puppy. Sitting for a couple of minutes more, she decided to check on Tarun once.
Opening the door of the room, she noticed that Tarun was sitting on the couch that was kept outside. Tarun saw her and walked towards her.
Tarun: Bhabhi kuch chahiye aapko?
Priya: Nahi nahi Tarun main thik hoon. Tumne khaana khaya na?
Tarun shook his head internally, seeing how Priya was unwell but still came to inquire about his wellbeing. He smiled with a nod.
Priya: Tarun tum ghar jao. Hum thik hain. Aise kitni der baithoge yahan.
Tarun: Bhabhi main yahan thik hoon. Aap please jaake rest lije.
Priya(sadly): Tumhe pareshani hogi.
Tarun: Koi pareshani nahi hai. Aap jao. Main kahin nahi jaa raha.
Priya huffed seeing how Tarun was also not listening to her. Ram had obviously told him not to listen to her even if she asked him to go home. She kept looking at Tarun for some seconds, knitting her eyebrows but he, on the other hand, kept smiling at her. Accepting that nothing would work, she went inside and sat on her bed.
Looking all around her and finding nothing else to do, she started to feel bored. She also didn't feel sleepy. Smiling widely, she thought of her little daughter and how time passed when she was around her. Taking her phone from the side table, she opened the gallery and started scrolling through the photos they had taken in the past month as a family. All the photos were surrounded by their genuine smiles, sweet giggles and playful jokes. Those captured moments reminded her that there was so much love among them, and she promised to herself that she would try to protect those smiles always.
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It was almost 7pm when Pihu began to feel impatient. She was pacing in the living room of Adi-Brinda's house and kept checking the clock continuously. She was waiting for her Papa to come and pick her up so that she could meet her Mumma.
Brinda came out of her room with a hairbrush and some colorful hairband. Pihu ran towards her.
Pihu: Jaan...Papa kab aayenge?
With a smile, Brinda made her sit on her lap.
Brinda: Ram aa raha hai Pihu. Bass traffic hai na thoda isliye late ho raha hai. Don't worry kuch der mein aa jayega. Main aapke baal bana doon?
Pihu(with a smile): Haan.
Brinda then began to style Pihu's hair in a way that she had seen on Pinterest.
Some time later, they heard the doorbell ring. Pihu ran towards the door while Brinda followed her. As soon as Brinda opened the door and Pihu got a glimpse of Ram, she started jumping out of happiness.
Pihu: Papaaaaaaaa!
As she held out her arms towards him, Ram scooped her up in his arms, placing soft kisses on her cheek. He was happy that at least Pihu didn't cry this time. She genuinely looked fine.
Ram: How's my princess?
Pihu: Good. Aap thik ho? Mumma thik hai?
Ram: Top class. Aur aapki Mumma usse bhi top class.
Pihu giggled listening to him. Ram gave a side-hug to Brinda.
Brinda: All okay?
Ram nodded with a smile.
Pihu: Chalein?
Ram: Baby thodi der haan. Mujhe ek shower lena hai. Hospital mein thik se nahi hua.
Brinda chuckled listening to Ram.
Brinda: Jaan tumhare kapde rakkhe huye hain guest bedroom mein.
Ram: Achha. Main aata hoon jaldi.
Pihu(strictly): Zyada time mat lagana Papa!
Ram: Achha achha baba thik hai.
Saying this Ram put Pihu down and went to talk a quick shower.
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The moment Ram got out of the room, Pihu's loud laughs filled his ears. He chuckled softly.
"Aisa kya joke bol diya Bri ne ke Pihu itna hass rahi hai? Dekhna padega.", Ram thought to himself while walking towards the living room.
"Papa toh chote baby lagg rahe hain", Ram heard Pihu say and his curiosity grew to next level.
As he entered the living room, he saw Adi and Brinda showing something to Pihu who was laughing her heart out, keeping her hands on her stomach.
Adi(giggling): Yeh bhi dekho Pihu baby. Yahan toh aur bachha lagg raha hai.
Brinda: I'm sure Priya ne bhi nahi dekha hoga.
Just then Ram's eyes fell on the Photo Album that was kept on Adi's lap and they were busy observing his photos when he had no beard. He could understand that Pihu found those photos so funny that she couldn't stop laughing.
Ram: Yeh kya hai?
Adi let out a boisterous laugh.
Adi: Arey Ram dekh kya khazaana nikala hai maine. Tujhe yaad hai yeh woh photos hain jo maine mere first camera se liye the.
Ram's hand shot up to cover his mouth as he sat beside Pihu and turned over the pages.
Pihu(giggling): Papa aapki dadhi kahan hai? Hihihihi!
Ram(pointing towards a particular photo): Dekho dekho kya hero lagg raha hoon...aur Pihu bachhe aap yeh photos dekh ke hass rahe ho! Tum logon na ko style ka kuch pata nahi. Jawline dekho meri!
But Pihu kept laughing as she just couldn't believe that her Papa used to look like that years ago.
Adi: Pihu ko toh cute baby lagg raha hai tu!
Ram: Pihu bachhe isse cute nahi handsome bolte hain. Samjhe?
Ram said as if he was teaching Pihu a lifelong lesson. The father-daughter duo kept their sweet banter on for some time.
A little later,
Ram(forwarding his hand to Pihu): Cupcake chalo ab.
With a small smile, Pihu held Ram's hand immediately.
Pihu: Ek second! Woh card!
Pihu ran inside the house and came back with a card in hand. As she handed the card to Ram, he saw that it was a card for Priya. There was 'get well soon' written over it and stars were drawn with glitters.
Ram: Yeh toh bohot pyaara hai cupcake. Priya ko bohot pasand aayega.
Pihu gave him a toothy smile. Adi and Brinda stood near the main door to see off Ram and Pihu.
Adi: Hum chale jayenge Pihu ko lene time pe. Pihu bachhe rahoge na hamare saath aaj?
Pihu nodded with a smile. Although Pihu hated being away from her parents, she didn't feel that it was a bad idea to spend the night with her Adi Chachu and Jaan.
Then Ram and Pihu bid goodbye to Adi and Brinda. Ram began driving towards the hospital.
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Halfway down the road, Ram suddenly stopped the car and that made Pihu look at him with confusion. Ram gestured to look outside the window and Pihu saw it was a flower shop.
Ram: Aapki Mumma ke liye Roses le lein?
Pihu(with a smile): Haan.
So Ram and Pihu went to that shop to buy some flowers. Ram bought a bouquet of Red Roses for Priya and another bouquet of Pink Roses for Pihu.
Taking out a Rose from her bouquet, Pihu gave it to Ram. With a shy smile Ram accepted it.
Ram: Yeh kyun?
Pihu: Kyunki...I love you Papa!
It still felt surreal to Ram whenever Pihu told him how much she loved him. Gently kissing her forehead, Ram caressed Pihu's hair, feeling a overwhelming sense of joy of being a father.
Ram: I love you too bachha.
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When Ram entered the cabin with Pihu, they saw Priya having a conversation with Tarun, sipping on their lemon tea.
Priya's eyes lit up as she saw her little munchkin running towards her. Pihu wrapped her arms around Priya, hugging her gently. Taking a long whiff of her Mumma's scent, Pihu finally found peace. Priya's soft kisses on her face compensated for how much she much she missed Pihu all day.
Breaking the hug, Pihu looked at Priya sadly.
Pihu: Mumma maine aapko bohotttt miss kiya.
Priya: Maine bhi bachha.
Pihu(caressing Priya's cheeks): Aap thik ho na Mumma?
Priya(kissing her tiny hand): Haan baba main thik hoon. Aur kal se bilkul fit ho jayungi.
Pihu: Kyun kal kya hai?
Priya(looking at Ram): Aapne bataya nahi?
Ram finally took a seat beside Pihu.
Ram: Nahi maine socha tum bataogi toh aur khush hogi.
Nodding at Ram, Priya gave a toothy smile to Pihu.
Priya: Hum kal Ghar jaa rahe hain!
At first Pihu kept looking her Mumma with widened eyes. But when she realised what was happening, she threw her arms in the air in utter happiness.
Pihu: Sach mein?
Priya nodded with a smile.
Pihu: Yayyyy! Hum kal Ghar jayenge. Tarun bhaiya suna aapne hum sab kal Ghar chalenge.
Tarun: Haan.
Tarun smiled looking at the trio and excused himself.
Pihu handed over the bouquet and the card to Priya. Priya opened the card with a wide smile on her face.
Priya: Wow! Thank you. Kitne pyaare stars hain. (Kissing Pihu's cheeks) Thank you Betu. (Looking at Ram with a smile) Thank you.
Ram nodded with a shy smile.
Pihu: Mumma Mumma suno na...Aaj na bohot funny baat hui.
Ram instantly knew what was coming.
Ram: Pihu bachhe phir se! Not fair!
Laughing with her hands over her mouth, Pihu began narrating how her Papa used to look before, completely ignoring her Papa's protests. Ram saw Priya's mouth making an 'O' in wonder. She started looking at Ram and began to imagine his face without the beard. A soft chuckle escaped from Priya's mouth as Ram looked kinda funny in her head.
Pihu: Papa na littul baby lagg rahe the. Aapne dekhe hai woh photos?
Priya shook her head with a laugh, seeing Ram sulk continuously. Poor Ram no choice other than to listen to his daughter, zipping his mouth.
Pihu: Mumma Jaan ko bolo na woh Photos bhej de!
Ram: Pihu...bachhe abhi chorhdo baad mein dekh legi Priya.
Pihu: Nahi abhi dekhna hai!
Just a glance at Priya's face and seeing how her face glowed at the thought of seeing her husband's photos, Ram couldn't stop Pihu anymore. Pihu made a call to Brinda and asked to send Ram's photos to Priya.
With a mischievous grin, Pihu kept looking at Ram while they wait for the photos.
A minute later, Priya started receiving the photos. She downloaded the pictures immediately. Just a look at at the first photo and letting out a astonished shriek, Priya looked at Ram who had already covered his face with his hand. With an open mouth, she kept looking at the photos and back at Ram, trying to infer what was happening.
His blue-blue-green-green eyes, smooth skin, short hair, and a sweet smile did make him look like a little boy as Pihu suggested. She definitely loved his beard more but she couldn't take her eyes off his cute face.
Ram, on the other hand, thought that Priya would also began to laugh just like Pihu. But as he took his hand off his face, he saw her smiling with a slight pink blush on her cheeks.
Priya(with widened eyes): So cute! (Looking at Ram) Aap sach mein shave karte the?
Ram: Haan baba haan. Tum dono itnaaaa exaggerate kar rahi ho iss baat ko na! (With a pout) Of course, poore zindagi thode hi beard thi meri!
Priya's eyes again went back to the photos and Ram saw both his girls giggling in excitement. His heart fluttered as Priya called him 'cute'.
After that Pihu started her podcast, telling Priya and Ram what she did all day with Adi and Brinda, how many dresses and accessories her Adi Chachu gifted her, how many stories she listened to, how nice Brinda's Mumma was whom she talked with on video call, and that she had a really fun time with Brinda at the park.
Priya: Aapne toh bohot masti ki aaj Pihu.
Pihu: Haan bohotttt!
Ram: Adi aur Bri ki toh tareefein khatam nahi ho rahi thi Pihu ke baare mein.
Pihu: Haan toh main good girl hoon isliye. Aap bad boy ho isliye aapko daant padti hai.
Ram: Achha bachhu! (Tickling her) Main bad boy haan! Main bad boy!
Pihu also started tickling Ram. Priya kept looking at their playful fight with a smile and felt grateful to God for blessing her.
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Later on Adi and Brinda also came and joined them. After spending some time together, it was time for Pihu to go with them. Her sad face made Ram and Priya feel very guilty.
Priya: Betu...
Pihu hugged Priya tightly and kept holding Ram's hand. It was hard for her to stay away from even for one night. Adi and Brinda looked at each other with a pout.
Priya(kissing her forehead): Baby...you know I'm proud of you. Aap hamare bina itne achhe se rahe. Bilkul good girl banke, happy rehke. Mujhe sabse zyada tension thi iss baat ki ke meri choti si Pihu kaise manage karegi, woh toh royegi, usse bura lagega. (Caressing her cheeks) Par aapne mujhe itni si bhi stress nahi lene di. Mujhe toh pata hi nahi tha ke meri Pihu itne achhe se reh legi. Kab itni badi ho gayi mujhe pata bhi nahi chala.
Pihu gave her a small smile. Even she didn't think that she would be able to manage without her Mumma even for a day.
Ram kissed Pihu's hand and made her look at him.
Ram: Bachhe agar aapko nahi jaana toh koi aapko force nahi karega. Uski chinta mat karna.
Pihu looked at Ram for a few seconds and then looked at Adi and Brinda who had a smile on their faces.
"Hum toh kal chale jayenge tab toh main Adi Chachu aur Jaan ko miss karungi toh aaj unke saath reh leti hoon. Mumma kehti hai rules todne se daant padti hai. Aur Papa ne kaha tha ke hospital ka rule hai ke bachhe nahi reh sakte toh Papa ko daant padegi agar maine zidd ki toh.", Pihu thought to herself.
Pihu(smiling): Main chalungi Adi Chachu aur Jaan ke saath.
Adi and Brinda's happiness was visible on their faces. The fact that they managed to make Pihu enough happy that she wanted to go with them was everything for them.
Adi: Yayyy! Pihu aaj hamare saath rahegi Baby!
Brinda caressed Pihu's hair with a smile.
Brinda: Toh chale Pihu?
Pihu gave her a nod and turned to give Priya a warm hug. She held out another arm for Ram to join them. Ram kissed Pihu's hair and joined them for a family hug.
Pihu(showing her index finger): Mumma Papa aap achhe se rehna. Aur Papa no badmaashi okay! Good boy banke rehna!
Ram chuckled and kissed her hand.
Ram: Okay meri chotu masterni.
Pihu got down from the bed and held Adi's hand.
Brinda: You both take care. Hum aate hain.
After waving at her parents multiple times, Pihu left with Adi and Brinda.
Letting out a deep sigh, Priya looked at Ram who was still staring at the door as if he was waiting for Pihu to come back. She placed her hand over his. Sensing Priya's warm touch, Ram turned towards her.
Priya: Kya soch rahe hain?
Ram: She'll be okay na?
Priya nodded with a smile. Her assurance made him feel a little better and holding her hand close to his lips, Ram kissed Priya's knuckles gently.
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At dinner time, both Ram and Priya again got engaged in a small argument. Priya's loss of appetite and taste was becoming a little difficult to deal with. Arguing for some time, Ram managed to feed her only a small portion of food.
After having her medicines properly, Priya laid down on the bed while Ram again took the couch. Switching off the light, the nurse left.
The dim light of the night lamp lit up the whole room. As Priya's eyes fell on Ram, she saw that he was staring at the ceiling. Pouting she kept waiting for him to look at her. A few moments later, Ram turned his head to look at Priya and caught her eyes completely fixed on him. Ram saw her fist slowly opening over the white sheet, as if asking him to come and hold her hand. Not wanting to get confused between a sweet invitation and just a movement, Ram waited for another green signal.
Slowly Priya turned her head towards him, staring at him. A small, shy smile playing on her lips. This time, Ram couldn't stop himself from giving a smile to her. Her eyes shone in that little light when Ram gestured if she wanted him close to her. And that was the clear green signal because of which, Ram walked up to her. Scooting to the other side of the bed, Priya made space for Ram. Without wasting another second, Ram laid down there, turning towards her. Holding her hand, he kept it on his waist, pulling her closer.
Ram(whispering in a low voice): Nurse ne dekh liya na toh bohot daant padegi.
Priya finally looked at him and chuckled softly.
Priya: Aapko sach mein darr hai?
Ram: Tch. You know yeh kaisa hai...woh jo movies mein dikhate hain na hero pipe chadhke heroine se mil jaata hai...bilkul waisa.
Priya couldn't stop herself from laughing. It was beyond her imagination how Ram always managed to connect everything to cheesy movies.
Priya: Aapko yeh cheesy movies bohot pasand hai na?
Ram: Cheesy? (Tracing her hairline) Isko romantic bolte hain Priya, jo tumne abhi kiya.
Priya's cheeks flushed, blood ushered there to give them a crimson tint. She started to feel extremely shy. Understanding her situation, Ram caressed her left cheek with his thumb.
Ram: Tumhe chadha nahi raha main, bata raha hoon. Aur main chahta hoon ke tum mujhe batao tumhe jo bhi tumhe chahiye.
Priya looked up at him understanding that whatever Ram was saying, he was pretty serious about it.
Ram: Tumhari expectations, tumhari khwahishein...mujhe sab janna hai. Humne Jo waqt khoya hai, usse hum wapas toh nahi laa sakte. Par jo waqt bacha hua hai, woh mujhe tumhare saath bitaana hai.
With tears in her eyes, Priya gave a gentle nod. Ram told her the same thoughts she had in her mind. As he expressed his deepest wants while looking into her eyes, his soft voice began to heal her inner wounds. His gentle touches made her feel happy and safe.
Ram: May I?
The calmness in those two words brought Priya back into the real world and she saw that Ram was waiting for her consent. She nodded looking into his eyes with love.
Ram went closer to her and touched his lips with her forehead. Priya closed her eyes instantly as she felt a wave of warmth washing over her. Her hold over Ram became tighter. Ram stayed like that for some seconds before resting his chin over her head.
Losing herself in the soft caresses that Ram drew on her back, soon Priya found herself in the embrace of deep slumber. Her soft breathing and calm expression gave Ram some peace and in no time, he also fell asleep being in her arms.
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