The Binding String

Maybe the next morning was a usual for everyone but it held a bundle of hopes and possibilities for Raman and Ishita. A constant numbness on her left elbow was making hard for Ishita to sleep anymore, she opened her eyes with much difficulty and found herself wrapped in her husband arms, her face buried in his chest. She rubbed her elbow and freed herself from his hold, she adjusted her head and wondered how much he look innocent when he sleeps but he is a pure devil otherwise. She smiled on herself and rested her back against headboard. The empty glass of milk and plate of half eaten khichdi from last night was still on side table and it's started to stink now. She checked her mobile phone and found it was juts five of morning and she was too early to wake up. Last night when she gained consciousness she found herself in embrace of Raman and a young couple stood by side. She knew them, they were Mr and Mrs Arun Sharma who are doctor and stays a floor down. Arun is a doctor and completed his masters recently while his wife Ria is preparing for masters, they informed her she got fainted due to weakness and advised her to eat little before taking prescribed medicines and much to her annoyance, Raman fed her to dry fruits along glass of milk and she dozed off as soon as she took medicines without caring to change her saree.

"Ishita you woke up? Are you fine?" Raman groggy voice caught her attention, she lit the lamp only find him stretching his hands and legs like a small child.

"Nothing I was feeling numbness in my arm."

"Maybe it's because for injection. Why don't you sleep straight instead of sleeping on that arm?" He suggested her while unbuttoning his shirt.

"What are you doing?" Ishita asked with confusion.

"I can't sleep in this shirt. And why are you sitting? It's just five of morning." Raman spoke in between taking yawns and rolled at other side after throwing his shirt on floor.

"Hmm I will sleep. I need to use washroom." Ishita informed him and kept the soiled dish and glass in tray. "Raman, Roohi haven't ate anything since day before yesterday." Ishita spoke nervously, her words made Raman peep outside of duvet. His forehead filled with line of worries, he bit his lower lip thinking something.

"Don't worry. You go to washroom and than take sleep for some hours. We will think about it later." Ishita went inside washroom, she washed her face and wore her pj's and shirt hung at corner. It almost took her some fifteen minutes to finish the morning chores, when she came out from washroom her eyes widened with surprise finding Roohi sleeping between them. She looked at Raman who changed into his regular clothes and looking at her keeping his hands on his waist.

"She will get pleasant surprise when she will wake up. Nahi?" Ishita nodded her head in affirmation, she loved his thoughtfulness and took her usual place on bed. She patted Roohi's head softly and sighted seeing her Mintu whom she was clutching so tightly like she loves him more than her life.

"She loves her Mintu so much, nahi." Ishita exclaimed adoring the adorable soft toy which is an inseparable from her daughter.

"It's so cute. I immediately lost my heart to this soft toy when I was returning back from South Africa and I purchased it for Roohi." Raman replied and kept the Mintu near Roohi, they smiled softly as there eyes met and decided to sleep for few more hours.

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Raman Ishita were constantly exchanging amusing eyes with each other before looking at Roohi who was staring them with her round black eyes. Ishita raised her left brow with curiously looking at Raman who was biting his lower lip to suppress his handsome smile. They adjusted there elbows and rested there heads on same still looking at Roohi who was passing them amusing looks. The little girl keep blinking her eyes and covered her face with the side of duvet making her parents giggle. Raman removed the cover from her cute round face and pulled her nose lightly making Roohi open her eyes wide.