His Change

Shajan's POV:

I went to my company from the hospital. My PA brought the files that needed my signature.

I signed the files and gave back to him.

"Sir, are you fine?" My PA said.

"What do you mean?" I said.

"Sir, you have signed as Khushi. So…"

I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe.

"I am ok. Bring these files tomorrow. Today I want a rest."

I left to the home. As Khushi is in the hospital, I am all alone in my home. I went to my room and remembered our lovely moments. I threw all the things. I went to make coffee in the kitchen. I remembered hugging Khushi and kissing her. Milk over boiled irritating me and I threw the entire bowl in the sink. I sat in the hall and remembered our fun time.

Khushi, you totally became a part of my life. If you leave me, this silence will kill me. I can’t correct my past deeds. I can’t bring our child back. But I am not ready to let you go from my life. Without you, I don’t find any need to live. I don’t know how to convince you but I will never leave any chance to make you to love me.

I was unable to stay there and came to my hospital. I went and opened the door of Khushi’s room. Khushi and Abhi are busy in discussing about the case of a patient.

"Are you both busy or shall I come in?" I asked as I don't want to disturb their work.

Abhi and Khushi looked at me.

"Nothing like that. We are just discussing about the case of a patient. I am leaving. Bye," Abhi said and left.

Khushi's POV:

Shajan carried me in his arms to my office as the lift is in repair. He went off after that.

I love you, Shajan. But you should change. You should control your anger. You should think before making any decisions. Your fast reactions need to change and you need to listen to people, not just to their facts and evidence, but also by listening with your heart.

I won’t forgive you until you change completely.

Abhi came to me in the evening to discuss the case of a patient and Shajan came at the same time. I was frightened remembering the reaction of Shajan when he saw his together previously. Abhi left as we completed the discussion.

Shajan looked at me and came near to me. He came near to me and as I was frightened. I bent back on the table and closed my eyes. Shajan kissed my lips. I opened my eyes and found him so close to me.

"Shall we move?" Shajan said.

I nodded and started with him but still I am worried about his reaction. I looked at him and Shajan understood that.

"I trust you, Khushi. Now I really don’t have any doubts about you. I love you."

I got relaxed and sat in his car.

"Where shall we go?"

"Don’t we have a home?"

"I am asking that do you want to go to our home or restaurant, beach, park, movie etc. Anywhere you love to go."

"Home is the best place. I want to go there."

"But you don’t have peace of mind there."

I remembered my words which I have spoken in anger in the morning. I regretted for hurting him but didn’t say anything. We reached the home. I went to the room to get refresh and saw things thrown down.

"This is the reason I said I don’t have peace of mind at home."

Shajan laid on the bed and got up with my words.

"I will arrange the things properly. You take a rest."

Shajan to arrange the things but in vain. I took the things from his hands.

"I will do it. You go and get fresh. You look so tired. I will prepare coffee for us," I said.

I set everything and went into the kitchen. Shajan made the kitchen also a mess. I cleaned the kitchen too and then, went to the room to give coffee to Shajan.

"Kitchen…I mean, bowl."

"What?" I said as if I didn't get it though I understood that he was worried as he spoiled the kitchen too.

I slept on the bed, and after some time, Shajan talked to me thinking that I slept.

"You are so sweet, Khushi. We can’t be away from one another. I love you. I want to see love in your eyes but even now I find only fear in your eyes. I don’t want you to fear for me, Khushi.

Relationship between husband and wife should be based on love but not on fear. You should be free and independent as you are before our marriage. You should feel free to live your life as per your dreams. Marriage is not to curb the freedom of a woman, but the extension of love to another person and his family," Shajan said and kissed me on the forehead. I opened my eyes and he went away from me.

"I will prepare dinner," I said.

"It's ok. Take a rest. I will prepare for us."

"No need," I said.

I made dinner and we both had it. We went to our room. Shajan hugged me and saw into my eyes.

"Don’t you love me? I know you love me a lot. If not, why are you taking care of me and not allowing me to cook?

I pushed him and turned back.

"I hate you. I hate you. I am not caring for you. I prepared food because whatever you give me with your hands, it will turn into poison for me. I can’t trust you," I said.

Shajan got hurt n went off from the room. My eyes filled with the tears.

The next morning, Shajan woke up and came to the room.

"Breakfast is ready," I said but he didn't respond to me.

He went to the dining table and found a chit near his plate. He opened it and saw my message on the paper: “I am sorry.”

He smiled and looked at me. I didn’t react and had breakfast. She got ready to leave.

"Khushi, If you want me to leave to the office, you have to give my gift. Otherwise I won’t go and won’t let you go too," Shajan said.

"Ok, I won’t go and you too don’t go."

It had almost been an hour and we both were sitting in front of one another. I went to the kitchen and got some water. I was coming into the hall from the kitchen. Shajan stopped me and came near to me.

"What?" I said.

"My gift," Shajan said.

Saying this he pinned me to the wall and came very near to me. I closed my eyes and Shajan kissed me on the forehead, cheeks, lips, and neck. He left me and still I didn't open my eyes.

"Are you not going to the hospital today?" Shajan said.

I opened my eyes. Shajan held my hands and kissed the hands. I lost in Shajan’s love.

"It's too late. Let's go," Shajan said.

We went to the office but lost in one another thoughts.