33 Beautiful Memory

" How's Advay? " This was the first question that Susan asked Arnav after he had sat down. Her eyes twinkling, she gazed at him expectedly. Arnav couldn't help but notice that she had the exact same eyes as that of Sofya, black and almond shaped.

" He will live. " Arnav answered in a slow voice, his eyes cold and empty, a frown on his face.

Shouldn't she be more concerned about herself?

He had some inkling of the fact that Susan and Advay had known each other from beginning, before even their marriage was decided, but he couldn't see how he could ask her this now, in such a situation.

" Thank God. I don't know what made him -- "

" Protect you? " Arnav smiled dangerously. " Maybe it's because he loves you too much to care about his own life? " He asked grimly, watching her closely for her reaction.

Susan who had been drawing her hand towards the bedside table to take the glass of water, knocked it over after hearing his words. The water spilled all over the floor. The shattering of the glass could be heard clearly in the silence of the night.

Susan froze, her eyes wide. This was clearly unexpected, especially from Arnav. How had he grasped it so quickly? They had promised not to talk about it, ever. Even her own sister didn't know about this.

Arnav chuckled. Susan's actions just confirmed his suspicions. However, before he could reply, his phone rang.

" What is it? " he asked quietly.

As he listened to whatever was being told by the speaker on the other end, his eyes darkened and he clenched his fist. He had expected this much. They had to be professionals.

" Come back. " He ordered, cutting the call. Glancing at Susan, he ordered her sternly, " Rest now. I will come back later. "

Susan looked wistfully as Arnav strode out her room, quietly closing the door behind her. She closed her eyes, leaning back on the pillow, a single tear squeezing out of her eye, thinking about 4 years ago.

A medium height girl with two ponytails was running in the park, laughing wildly as the summer breeze whipped her hair. She was being chased by a boy, lean and lanky having brown eyes.

As she neared the swing, the boy suddenly caught up. Turning her slowly towards him, he began removing the leaves stuck in her hair. The girl giggled harder, making it more difficult for him.

" Suzy, stand still! "

Wrapping her arms around his torso, she gazed up at him, black eyes to brown eyes.

" And that's why I love you! " she replied, kissing him on both cheeks, leaving him red in face.

It was a Memory, a beautiful Memory!