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Story: His Kidnapped Bride

"Please try; she will not move her wrist only for tonight."

He nods only; she is still hugging him tightly. The doctor quickly leaves; he kisses her forehead, caresses her back, and says.

"Now be a good girl and sleep. Just in a while, pain will be a subsidy."

She didn't want to leave him. How many months have passed since her birthday? She has come into his warm embrace today, and she feels that she is getting so much comfort in these arms that she cannot find anywhere. She cannot tell him this, but she wants to stay in his arms.

Mritunjay's condition is worse than hers; he does not want to separate her from his embrace, even for a moment. He feels like if he separates her from him, perhaps he will wake up from his beautiful dream, from which he does not want to wake up at all.

Mayil sits silently wrapped in her arms around his torso, so that she will not be separated from him until he separates her from his arms. Mritunjay also sits quietly with her in the sameposition and feels that he will leave her only when she wants to get up from there. He asked him.

"Are you okay?"

"Hmm… "

"I hurt you."

"Very badly."

"I am sorry."

"Why are you like this?"

"I don't know, but I am sorry."

Mayil is saying all this after seeing his behavior so far. She is still sitting quietly in his lap, with the hope of meeting her parents in her heart. But somewhere in her mind, there is the pain of being away from her parents. Mritunjay is still in the same struggle that he told Mayil, I love you, but there are many things that Mayil is completely unaware of. Should he tell her everything right this moment or wait for a few more days?

He lay down while carefully laying her beside himself. Mayil does not want to put pressure on his shoulder under any circumstances. So as soon as she lies on the bed, she lifts her head from the side of his shoulder, puts her head on the pillow, comfortably holds his hand, and closes her eyes.

He smiles slightly and caresses her tinted cheeks, on which there are still traces of tears. His rough knuckles feel so soft to her. She puts her hand on that hand that caresses her cheek, stops his hand there, and silently, just with her eyes closed, wants to feel this warm hand of his close to her.

Soon, sleep drifts her into her lap. Mrityunjay knows she is asleep, and he also closes his eyes. He feels it is very hard for him to stay awake longer because today he is getting the most peaceful sleep.

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Sweta gets up quickly and pants very hard. She quickly fills a glass of water and gulps it in one go. It's already morning. The rays of the sun have not yet entered the room, but the chirping of the birds has let her know that it is time for the early morning hours.

Slowly, sleep is being stolen from her eyes. She has started sleeping very late at night and has started getting up early in the morning. She doesn't know why, but she is quite happy with herself. She remembers Mayil very much, but every time she remembers her, only a smile appears on her face.

"Sometimes it seems that wherever you are, you are perfect and much happier than here; that's why you are not here. Nothing matters to me more than your happiness, but as soon as I see Jagdish, this happiness becomes like a canker for me. I miss you, sweety... I love you so much... My little faith, which is still left in you, just doesn't break it. I am still looking for you. Jagdish is also looking for you, and both of us are sure that one day we will find you."

She comes near the window and starts seeing everything very well. Jagdish had made this room very airy because Mayil could not tolerate the coolness of the AC. In such a situation, to keep her room cool, very big windows were kept in the room, and thebalcony of the room was also very wide so that if she ever wanted to sleep with the balcony open, she would not have any problem.

Just then there is a knock in the room, due to which she immediately turns her attention towards the door and looks at him with a wide smile. Jagdish is smiling and standing with two mugs of coffee.

"Good morning..."

"Good morning… Thanks for the coffee."

"You start taking your sleeping pills regularly so that you can sleep comfortably. I have been noticing for a long time that you are very disturbed with your sleep."

"I will take care of that."

"Good, why haven't you gone to London?"

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