Chapter 84 - Just Two Of Us (1)

| Innaya |

Eshan acknowledged my presence as soon as I entered our bedroom. He sat up on the bed and straightened himself. I sat beside him.

My smile grew wider as I held forward the bowl of Kheer in front of him.

"Can I?" I touched the spoon, seeking his permission to feed him, and he almost instantly agreed. I could see his twinkling eyes and realizing that he was happy, was enough to make my soul smile.

I blew some air to cool it down a bit as I filled a spoon and pushed it in his mouth and anticipated to hear it from him. I sincerely hoped that he would like it.

His lips curled in a smile. "I love it."

'God. He liked it. No - he loved it.' I could not tell him what and how much it meant to me. I just smiled a little more if that was even possible and continued feeding him.

He silently ate. I sought my happiness by watching him eating peacefully.

He had missed eating the food so much, his thin figure was the result of it.

I was so glad to have him sitting next to me, and eating something just the way he would do earlier - happily.

Eshan held my hand midway, taking the spoon from me. He dipped it in Kheer, and pulled out a spoonful of Kheer and put in my mouth when I had opened it to ask him what he was doing.

My heart melted with that. Eshan. Eshan. Why did this man have to be this unimaginably sweet? Even at this time, he thought about me. How could I not fall for him?

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"Eshan," I called for him when he returned in the room after attending Arjun's call, and patted in the space beside me on the bed, "come here."

He was beside me right at the next moment.

"Give me your phone."

He handed over it to me without a tiny attempt of asking why. I put it in the silent mode and asked him to lie down.

"You need to rest. Sleep for a while," I said but found his face acquiring a small frown, and he shook his head like a kid who had been asked to stop playing with his favorite toy.

"Listen to me, Eshan." I pressed my hand on his shoulder, assuring him with my gentle gaze.

I could see his unwillingness, but he lay down nonetheless. I pulled a duvet over him and rose on my feet to shut the curtains before I came back to him in the bed.

"Close your eyes," I whispered and touched his forehead.

He sighed, shutting his eyes and I sat there, caressing his forehead and hair until he slipped in a slumber. His face had relaxed, and by the time he fell asleep, calmness took over him completely.

It was so relaxing for me to watch his peacefully sleeping form.

"I love you, Eshan. I love you." It was audible only to myself as I was pretty conscious about not disturbing his sleep. I could not hold myself back from leaning forward and lingering my lips on his forehead.

The only thing that I wished for at that moment was our break to never end.

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The cool breeze that entered from the window woke me up. I looked beside me and smiled at my husband's adorable sleeping figure. Never did I think that I would adore a man to that extent.

Heck, it was an alien thing to me. 

All the sweet, cute, adorable feelings and words - were not meant for me, I had thought at one point of time. I feel awful in admitting that I had always found them as ways of a show-off. I never thought they could be so beautiful.

'Thank you for coming in my life and for making me feel everything I am feeling, Eshan. If not you, I would have never felt the beauty of love.'

Content in my own thoughts, I moved to close the window and headed towards the kitchen. I had not planned to sleep. I planned to make only Eshan sleep, but I did not realize when I fell asleep beside him. I had thought that I would get up for making dinner once he dozed off, but well, there was no point in thinking about it.

It was almost 11 PM when I made my way towards the kitchen and prepared fried Khichdi for us.

Eshan was in a deep slumber when I brought the plates filled with Khichdi to our room. I did not have the heart to wake him up. He was sleeping so nicely after a really long time, but eating was necessary too.

I strode towards him and gently tapped on his shoulder.

He did not respond.

"Eshan," I softly called his name, asking him to get up and have his food.

He did not even shift a bit.

I let out a sigh. I mentally apologized, held his arm, and squeezed it until he opened his drowsy eyes at me, completely startled.

Clueless, he looked at me, then looked around us as he immediately sat up. "What... what happened?"

His hand slipped from my hold as he lightly grabbed my arm. "Is everything okay?"

"Relax, Eshan." I put my hand on his assuring him. Perhaps, he was in a deep sleep when I woke him up which was why he reacted the way he did. I had often seen people doing that.

"Freshen up and have dinner." I pointed at the plates that I had kept on the side table, making him understand the scenario.

"Ah, dinner," he rubbed his forehead, "I am not hungry."

I had expected the answer, and my response was prepared as well.

"I am very hungry, and I won't eat without you."

I did a small happy dance in my victory as I watched Eshan getting up wordlessly, walking towards the washroom.

We ate in a comfortable silence once he was back.

I was getting up to take our finished plates to the kitchen to clean them up when his hand, held me back.

"Shall we watch a movie?"

"Sure." I gave a happy nod to him.

"Which one?" he asked, and it got me confused. I did not have great knowledge about movies. I was never fond of movies. I had agreed just because it would give us more quality time. I could sit ecstatic beside him even in hurricanes, earthquakes, and Tsunamis.

I just needed him beside me, and I knew I would survive anything. Anything.