Chapter 4

๊ง๐‘ฏ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐‘บ๐’Œ๐’š๊ง‚

Letting the car window open and enjoying the melodious soulful music during spring night, Suhan was driving his car in comfortable speed. There was never fading smile in the edge of his lips since he dropped Anchal at her house. The moments, they spent at the beach was flashing in front of him non-stop. She had taken one step forward towards Suhan and accepted him as her friend, might be more than that. When he was drowning in the Anchal's memory, his mobile let out a ringtone. Cursing the caller for ruining his moment, he looked at caller Id. The irritation in his face had replaced by amusement.

"Anchal!" He whispered, seeing the caller Id and picked the call.

"He..." He was interrupted by Anchal's weak Voice, "S...Suhan."

He applied the sudden brake, hearing her broken voice. Anxiety filled his heart.

"Anchal, what happened? Why was your voice dull?" He asked hastily, praying to God that she should be fine.

"P...Payal, b...blood." Anchal stammered, making him more anxious.

"Relax! Breath in and out first, then say what happened?" There was a pause for a moment before Anchal replied, "Payal is not fine, Suhan. She was unconscious when I came home. But I didn't realise that. I just thought that she might be sleeping due to tired of college. But when I woke her up, she didn't wake up. I checked her room only to find her unconscious and there was bleeding in her nose non-stop. I had called the Doctor. Can you be with me now? Please!"

She said everything in one breath and broke out into tears. Suhan's eyes filled up with tears just by hearing her trembling voice. He ignited the engine and made a U-turn to go back to Anchal's house, while replying, "Relax Anchal! I will be there in five minutes. She will be fine. Just be positive."

"Yeah!" Anchal disconnected the call with that. But Suhan couldn't take her sorrow-filled voice out of his mind.

"Why God? Why it should happen only to her? She just came out of her Father's demise. Now you gave her another pain. How much she should face being fragile? Payal should be fine." He thought.

His face was not anymore calm and composed. He wasn't driving at a comfortable speed. The melodious music playing in the F.M. hadn't reached his ears. He didn't feel that cool breeze against his cheeks through the open window. Everything had turned upside down in just a few seconds.

He gave force on the accelerator to the maximum speed and he was at Anchal's house within five minutes like he promised her.

He got out of the car and without wasting any further seconds, he headed towards Payal's room. Being with Singhania's for past 1 month, he knew each corner of their house.

There was a deadly silence prevailing in Payal's room, as Doctor checked Payal. Anchal was standing near the bed with her fingers crossed. Her eyeballs didn't move even an inch away from Payal's pale face. Her eyelids refused to blink even a millisecond. Suhan went to her and stood beside her silently, taking her left hand in his right one, intertwining their fingers.

She averted her gaze from Payal to Suhan. Her red eyes sank Suhan's heart in pain. She threw herself in his embrace and wept silently. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her hairs and whispered, "Relax, She will be fine. I am here for you."

She gathered her strength to nod her head and snuggled into his chest. She could feel peace just by hearing his thumping heartbeats. Suhan caressed her hairs, "Where is Sunny?"

"Sunny..." She pulled back from Suhan and wiped her tears, "He must be in his room. I didn't check on him yet. I will go and see him."

"Okay, I will be here." Anchal nodded her head at Suhan and went to Sunny's room.

She opened the door and found Sunny at the balcony with his hands lazily hanging over the railing. His head was shot up at that night sky, staring at the twinkling stars. It was so hard for that twelve-year young boy to accept the fact that his father would never come back to see him. His Superman would never turn up and help him and his sisters to cheat each other in their card games. He neither cried nor be happy.

Anchal walked up to him and stood beside him, "What my baby boy is doing? Is he counting the stars? But that is a difficult job. Let me help my Prince. One... two... three..."

She compressed her pain about Payal inside her and tried to cheer his baby brother. But he cut her in between, "Our dad would have become a star, right, di?"

Anchal stopped her counting and looked at him. Manish Singhania had brought up his kids by showing the brightest star in the sky as their mom, whenever they missed their mom. This act had made Sunny believe that every dead person on Earth had become a star in the sky and that's why there were uncountable stars at sky. He wished to know, who might be his father, "Which star is our dad, di?"

He didn't avert his gaze away from the stars. Anchal's eyes filled with fresh tears, seeing her brother's little innocent heart. She bent down to his level and took him in her tight embrace.

"That silver star is our dad." She pointed the big star near the star, which their father told them as their mother.

Sunny gazed that star, keeping his head over Anchal's shoulder and his hands around her neck.

"Hi, Superhero! How are you? Won't you come to see us even once hereafter like mom? Answer me just once, please. Only once, Superman." He pleaded with tears. Anchal rubbed his back soothingly, controlling the huge lump formed in her throat. She had to control her tears to make Sunny smile. She had to hide her pain to give him the confidence to live without his Superman.

It was difficult but she had to...

โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†

๐‘พ๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐‘ฐ ๐’•๐’“๐’š ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’†๐’๐’…๐’–๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’…๐’–๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’”, ๐’‡๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‘๐’Š๐’†๐’“๐’„๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’. ๐‘ฐ ๐’…๐’†๐’„๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’”๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’Š๐’ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’† ๐’‚๐’” ๐’„๐’๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’›๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’Œ๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’๐’…๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’Œ๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’‡๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’‰๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’”.

~ ๐‘ฎ๐’Š๐’“๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐‘ซ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’”โœฏ

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