Redeeming Love by Shikha Mishra (e book reader android txt) 📖

Disha's POV

My heart skips a beat in fear as soon as I hear bhai say “Vihaan has been missing since the day he talked with you. After that no one saw him. We…...we tried to call him but his number was off….. Can you tell me what you both talked about. I-I know it's hard for you to ta-talk about that day but….we need to know everything." The cheerfulness long forgotten. Bhai was looking so afraid.

I gulp down the lump formed in my neck. I glance down at my shivering hand. “When you left the very next minute he…." I bit my lip and take a deep breath. 

He is safe. 

Bhai puts his hand on my shivering ones. “He came. H-he was talking about us…..us getting b-back together and all th-that thing. I as-asked him to get…...g-get out of my li-life forever. And he...he pro-promised. After that he left."

Where are you vihaan? 

“You don't take tension. I am sure he….he will come back. Can he ever be away from you? Never." Bhai replies.

But when he promised he had a look of determination.

“He can bhai. He can live without me….." I glance out of the window. My eyes fell on a small boy and girl playing “All those three years didn't he live without me." I say.

“Let's just go home."

The children drift away as the car zones out. I kept repeating that vihaan is okay. A giggle escapes my lips as I remember the time we were with ro. That day was unforgettable. I wish we could live like that our whole life.

But can wishes come true?

“Bhai take me to Raj uncle." I mumble. Raj uncle knows everything. I am sure he has his tabs on vihaan. I am sure.

“But Disha, you still need rest. And we can go to….."

“Bhai take me to Raj uncle." I say cutting him off. I hear him huffing and following an okay after that. We stop in front of a humongous building. We both get out. Without bhai's assistance I run inside. My steps accustomed to the way to Raj uncle's office. I get inside the lift, bhai hot on tail. Clicking the button on the last floor, I wait impatiently. As soon as the door of the lift pings open I dart for his office. A hand stops me. I glance at my side to the secretary.

“I want to meet Mr Raj Malhotra." I say. My eyes intact on her, demanding her to back down and let us in.

“Maam let me first inform the sir." With that she sprints to her desk. I hear her saying ‘yes' after listening to whatever uncle said. As soon as I hear her saying that I can go, my feet work before my mind can think and the next second I find myself padding inside his office. Instantly the exotic smell hits my nostrils.

My eyes fall on the disheveled man who is unrecognisable. With his white shirt which is wrinkled instead of platted in perfection. His hair falling on his forehead instead of combed back. The dark circles clearly visible under his eyes indicate the sleepless night. I glance around his office. The office which I always saw at its perfection is now a mess. Files, pens, paper, folders and so on scattered all over the floor.

“Disha, how are you?" he says. He slides the glasses off of his eyes and pushes his hair back outout of his eyes messily. 

“I-I am good." I mumble. Me and bhai take the seat on the visitor sofa as he also makes himself comfortable on the one seater sofa.

“That's good." He gets lost in his thoughts. His behaviour and everything is alarming. I start fiddling with my fingers as I think of a way to ask him.

“D-do you know where vihaan is? I-I mean you always…. know everything and I….I thought you are aware of his whereabouts."

“I thought so. But how did you take so many days to come." he says.

“Um, I only found out about it today." I mumble. 

“Hm. So you want to know about vihaan?" I nod my head. Even if his appearance is a mess his voice is still dominating, not an inch of tiredness in it. “Why?....." I get confused “Why do you want to know about him? Since he has finally left your side you should start making a new life. Wasn't this what you wanted? Vihaan to be away from your life, then when it is done why are you here asking about him?"

“That…..I wanted to…. know that his safe." I mumble. I don't know where all my confidence has gone. His scrutinising gaze is making me nervous. 

Yes, I want to just confirm that he is safe.

“Is that so?" he states more like a question “Then he is fine. Safe….." suddenly his face changes in disgust as he continues “Dumbass left everything and now I have to handle the work. I don't why even I kept a son like him, who instead of lessening up the burden of his father, has increased it ten fold. I should just handover everything of mine to an orphanage that would earn me so much goodwill."

A giggle escapes my lips. “Are you sure you can do that?" I ask. My heart feels light of weight after hearing that vihaan is safe. 

“I can't….." he huffs as if a child admitting his fault “But I can still say it. There is no loss in saying it. Besides it's a accenstral property, I had to pass it down to him."

“So where is….. vihaan? I mean reporters were asking about him….. and bhai is also stressed out about the disappearance of vihaan. So just to ease his stress I am asking." I turn my head towards bhai “Right, bhai."

“Yes uncle." He gives a wide smile to uncle and I mimic him.

“Disha, just say that you want to know about his whereabouts instead of using hritik and reporters as an excuse…." a blush of embarrassment creeps up my face “Besides you both are still husband and wife. I still can't believe I was unaware of all this. He played well. But this brilliant plan of his has ruined our family's reputation." I bit my lip in contemplation. 

I find myself saying “Um we both are going to file for a….. divorce, on mutual understanding." I feel a hit of pain on my heart as I said that. I see uncle's eyes widening in shock and switching into anger the very next minute.