Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

"Yuvraaj!" She called stopping amidst forlorn faces who were eyeing her weirdly. Only strangers caught her sight. Panicking, her unpicked thoughts loitered to the negative poles. She fluttered like a leaf assessing the possibility if Yuvraaj left him there. Is he not going to come again?

The most dreading thought was that he left her here. Alone. In a foreign land where she knew no one.

"Yuvraaj! Yuvraaj!" She ran to find him in directions and then a thought crossed her mind, "Call! My phone! Bag..." She rummaged through her reticule and her eyes spilled tears of jinxed fate.

"Why do I have to be fucking stupid?" She groaned slapping her forehead as she realized that being tired of spam calls; she left the phone back in their suite. Mukund had managed to call her by other numbers so she angrily threw the phone in the bed and sprinted out, excited for the day out.

She couldn't decide what to do. Another aspect of her vulnerability was she didn't know the way back to their hotel; she didn't have phone and No Yuvraaj with her. Feeling miserable, she paddled to the alley adjoining the main road after asking directions to the hotel from local vendors but that was of no use as the road ahead split up in multiple passages. 

Staring at the endless road with her foggy vision, she bit on to her lip and her shoulder lurched coupled with the silent tears spilling onto her cheeks. She ended up wailing loudly collapsing on the steps of a restaurant. Curious and worried glares of passer-bys didn't belay her. She hid her face in her palms, regretting why she had to come there.

She felt like a toddler who lost her parents in a funfair. Sniffing and sobbing, she wiped her tears. Her hiccups had no end. Her hair came undone and her Kohl smudged around her eyes making her look horrible. She rose to her height and decided to cross the alley. She needed shelter for the night. Regardless where her legs were leading her, she decided to walk. The lane down didn't have many people, Anahita wasn't sure if she could find a shelter there. Contemplating, she skipped it. Walking a few more steps, she sensed someone following her. Sweat drops were palpable on her forehead and her heart sank. She stopped and the footsteps behind her stopped as well. Her legs shook as she envisioned the person grabbing her.

Run for your life, Anahita. Her subconscious prodded her but before she could run a strong pair of arm flung her body close to the person and she shrieked. The person tried to hold her steady but she frantically squirmed and fought against his grip, slamming her reticular in the process to beat the shit out of him. She employed all the tricks of combat forms she had learnt.

"What the hell Anahita stop!" Her hands ceased from making a prominent bruise on the person's forehead as she heard the familiar voice. Her life crawled back into her because there was no way she would ever mistake in putting a name to that voice.

"Yuvraaj..."

"Are you mad? Where the hell were you? I was yelling your name like a retard from past two minutes and you didn't even respond. But, for starters, where the hell do you think you were running? Do you know the direction and why the hell did you not pick up your call?" He raged as she beheld him, stumped, without moving and her tears rolled down frantically.

With no preamble, he enveloped his arms around her flair frame and pulled her flushed against him. He tightly hugged her almost crushing her bones, providing warmth to her cold flesh, dragging relief and calmness in her body. Their hearts beat rhythmically and they both could hear the fear pounding within them.

"You almost killed me today." He murmured kissing her hair and closed his eyes, sinking in the reality that he had her with him. "I was so scared. Don't you ever do that."

"I thought....you...left me...here." Anahita sobbed in his neck and curled her fingers on his shirt.

"Of course, I haven't expected you to think sincerely. You've some of your screws broken." He made fun of her, rubbing her back. "Stupid! Why would I leave you?"

She remained silent. He didn't prod much.

"Why were you not answering my calls?" he asked softly, bracing her face in his hands and looked into her eyes and she hiccupped, locking her arms around his waist, “I forgot my phone back in hotel."

"You won’t want to know what I want to do to you right now." He glared her and swabbed her tears off her eyes. "I will buy a string for your phone and will make you wear it."

"Don't leave me, Yuvraaj!" The words of helplessness and need emerged out of her mouth. Momentarily, she accepted her defeat before him.

“What?”

"I am all alone. No one wants me; no one cares what I want. You're the only person who is standing by me, so just don't leave me." She looked him with glossy eyes. "I am not requesting you. I just want you to be with me on your wish. Stay with me."

Thrill and fervor of care shot up through Yuvraaj's spine and his heart fluttered in his ribcage. After three weeks, his wife confessed that she needed him and it was actually very surprising that a girl who didn't want to stay with him for a sane moment was asking to stay with her.

"Say something!" She whined, palming his cheek and made him trance out.

With his earnest breath, he nodded. "I will never leave you. Even if you desperately want to leave me, I will bend you up and bind up with me. Understood?"

"I won't go." She murmured, boring her eyes deep in his and Yuvraaj smirked, "Don't abnegate then."

He blew her hair and kissed her forehead. Recovering her breath, she stood on the balls of her feet and rested her head against his. "I thought you left me because I demanded your card and because you wanted to go to coast."

"If I were to leave you, I wouldn't be here with you. Above all, I had many others reasons to leave you than those you mentioned." He simpered, rubbing his nose against hers. Yuvraaj clasped her palm, perfectly molding her fingers against him and kissed her with knuckles, "Now stay with me like a good baby and don't leave my hand. I am certain you can't even take care of you but before that let's eat something first and then we shall proceed with shopping."