Atharva's POV

That was it. That was the end of everything.

His every sin! His every crime.

He got the shot on his right thigh which was fired by the police. As a result of that, he was not able to make a balance and he stumbled back. He was about to fall back but I grabbed his hand so his legs were on the edge and he was standing at the angle of 145° from the ground.

"Please brother save me. I will not do anything again. I will go very far from your life"

"Tsk tsk. You are very late. You must have thought this before doing anything to my butterfly"

He was trying to pull me with him.

"Goodbye, brother. Meet you in hell" I said and opened my hand releasing his hand from my grip.

I looked down at him and he was lying lifeless on the ground with a pool of blood around him.

"Don't worry, his case would be of encounter" police informed me.

I nodded and my eyes shifted to Prem who was lying on the ground in pain. I took him to the hospital with the help of the police.

"Atharva I am fine. You should go back home. Shreya needs you more. I can go by myself." Prem said with so much difficulty on our way to the hospital.

"No, I will not leave you alone at any cost. You need me more. She is at home and she is safe" I said.

"But"

"You utter one more word and I will kick you on the injured place" I warned him.

As we reached the hospital doctors immediately took him to the operation theatre to take the bullet out of his arm.

We were fortunate enough that he got the shot on his arm.

Prem's phone was constantly ringing so I picked it up as it was from his wife.

"Hello" my voice came out as a little different one.

"Umm...who is this?"

"Anupriya, this is me Atharva"

"Atharva? Where is Prem?"

I was silent. Should I tell her?

"Where are you ?" She asked

"Hospital" I replied

"Hospital? Is everything fine? Where is Prem?" She gets panicked

"Yes, there is nothing to worry about. He has got injured, we will return soon". I said

" Just tell me the name of the hospital"

I tried to console her but she was adamant to come here. She reached here within half an hour.

"Where is he?"

I pointed to the operation theatre and told her everything from the beginning to the end. There were tears in her eyes.

"Did you informed her parents?"

"No, not yet. I thought that they would be worried. But I have to because she calls her mother daily in the morning"

"Momy...where is daddy?" Aditya asked for his daddy by pulling the kurta of her mother.

"He will come soon beta" she comforted him.

"No, I want to meet him. Right now" he whined

"Hey, you Chota packet, come to me. Come to your athu"

I don't know why I am acting very weird today.

He moved towards me with his small steps. I sat on a bench and settled him on my lap.

"You remember once you complained to your daddy that you hate doctors because they give you injections and bitter medicines. Hena?"

He nodded his head in yes.

"Hmm...so he is in there giving the punishment to the doctor for the same," I told him.

"Is he giving them the same injekchan (injection) ?" He asked me.

"Yes"

"Sacchi (Is that true)?" He asked me again with excitement in his eyes.

"Mucchi (yes)" I replied and pinched his cheeks.

He smiled and I smiled back.

The doctor came out of the operation theatre.

"He is fine you can meet him now" the doctor informed us.

Thank God!

We went in. He was looking up at the ceilings and a bandage was wrapped around his arm where he got the shot. He looked at his family and got happy. Aditya was trying to sit on the bed so I helped him in that.

"Are you fine?" She asked

"Yes, I am"

Anupriya kissed him and he returned the gesture.

"Hey, you kabab mai haddi (interrupter)" he looked at me.

"Why are you still here? Go back home" he ordered me.

"Yes, Atharva Shreya needs you more" Anupriya said to me.

"But"

"I am here. I will take care of him. You can go" she said and smiled.

"Just call me if you need anything," I said

She nodded and I left for my home. I went straight to our room to find my butterfly peacefully sleeping in our bed.

For me, she is not in a coma. She is just sleeping because she loves to sleep. And as she said that she will not talk to me so she is doing the same because she is very stubborn and she always does what she says. So it is just my punishment for teasing her.

Madhu Aunty was sitting beside her. She generally leaves at 8:00 PM but it is over 10:00 PM and she is still here. She can do anything for me because she regrets what she did with me in the past. But I have already forgiven her.

"You can go now," I said to her and she left the room. I ordered the nurses to leave me alone with my wife.

I went to take a bath because I cannot touch her with bloody hands.

When I came out I found Madhu Aunty standing on the door with a tray full of food.

"What?" I asked

"Food. You haven't eaten anything today"

"I don't want to"

I looked at the food and it feels like I will puke anytime.

"But at least take the milk"

"I will eat tomorrow, for now just go and sleep in the mansion only because it is too late for you to go home"

"Okay," she nodded and left.

I decided to talk to her parents tomorrow. Right now I am in dire need of a drink but I will not take it. I have to control myself for her.

I went to her lying frame and kissed her forehead.

"When will you wake up?" I asked her if she is going to answer me.

There was not even one percent sleep in my eyes but I lay beside her putting my face in the crook of her neck, this is my favorite place. Her scent is intoxicating. Her touch and her aura are enough to vanish all my stress and fatigue.

I closed my eyes and the night passed by like this.

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The next day I invited her parents to the house without telling the condition of their daughter so that they don't get panic. When they reached here her mother cried a lot looking at her daughter in this condition. The last week passed like this only. Sometimes her parents or her friends came to visit her. I shifted my work at home because I don't want to leave her side even for a minute.

I have changed the color of our bedroom according to her taste. She always complained to me about our bedroom being so dark. So I have changed it into a colorful one and decorated it with her favorite things. And there is no need of keeping my bedroom black color now when I have already got the colors of my life.

I have also created a small temple in the house for her. According to her, home is not home without the presence of God. I always ignored her pleads of having a temple in our house but now I have decided against it.

I did some research and came to know that the patients in a coma can hear us and understand us although they cannot react to it. So I have started to talk with her every night. When there is no one except me, she and this peaceful night.

I decided to remind her of all the beautiful moments that we have spent together.

"Do you remember our first meet butterfly? That was the first time you saw me and hated me from that very moment but it was not the first time for me. I saw you at the club for the first time and from that day I craved for you. I was not able to forget you and that was irritating me that why I am going mad for a girl whom I didn't even know. After 6 months you again crossed my path and then I decided to bring you in my world. I planned to give you a promotion because I wanted you around me every time but unfortunately, I hired a wrong girl" I chuckled on thinking about my foolishness.

"Then I decided to bring you by myself and created an evil plan of giving you responsibility and bringing you into my office. And that was the best decision of my life that I have ever made"

I released a breath.

"Hmm....enough for today let's sleep"

I laid beside my butterfly scooping her in my arms, kissed the side of her forehead, placed my face at my favorite place, and slept.

The next morning doctors came for the regular checkups and they removed all the bandages. Her wounds were healed now. This gave a wave of happiness to my heart.

Today was a very important meeting and being a CEO, it was very important for me to attend that. But I was only physically present there, she was in my mind all the time.

When I returned I found the nurse busy on her mobile.

"Do I pay you for using your mobile haan?"

"Sorry sir"

"You should be and did you gave her the injection?"

"N..no. I will give it now"

"Get out"

"What?" She asked in surprise

"Don't make me repeat myself just get out. I don't need you anymore" I screamed and she left stumbling a little.

"Sorry butterfly but I had to do that. She was not doing her work properly. And I can compromise with anything but not with you" I said while roaming my fingers in her hairs.

Why her hairs are feeling so sticky? Are they not giving her a proper bath?

Urghh.....I have been too lenient on these people. Why they want my old self back? I have to do something. But first, let me give my butterfly a hair wash.

I took her in my arms and settled her in the bathtub, resting her head on its edge. I rinsed her hairs with the help of a hand shower and squeezed her favorite shampoo in my palm. And washed her hairs by slowly massaging the scalp. When I was done I wrapped her hair in a towel and brought her out of the bathroom and settled her on the bed kissing her forehead.

"I am going to tell you a secret so listen carefully. Do you remember that day in Mumbai when you were shopping for the party?"

I waited for a second and sat beside her putting a pillow on my lap.

"You must have after all you have a very sharp memory. So, the dress that you selected was actually of 18k that was me who changed it to 8k. I know, I know you want to rip my hairs from my head but you can't do that at this moment that's why I am taking the advantage"

Several nights passed like this me sitting beside her telling her all the things that I have done without her knowledge. Sharing my happy memories of childhood with Prem and Madhu Aunty.

It is been more than one month of her in this condition. Doctors are saying that the more time she takes to come out of the coma, the more difficult it would become for her to recover.

But I will not lose hope.

Today I took out my guitar and decided to sing a song for her. I sing well but I have never sung a song for her. But today I will because she loves to listen songs. I sang my favorite song and somewhere I was meaning each and every word of that song.

Chhuteya na chhute mose
Rang tera dholna
Ik there baajo dooja
Mera koi mol na
Bolna mahi bolna
Bolna mahi bolna

(even on trying to remove,
your color doesn't get off me..
other than you (i.e. without you),
there is no value of mine..
say, O my beloved, please say.
say, O my beloved, please say..)

Tere sang hasna main
Tere sang rona
Tujhme hi rehna main
Tujhme hi khona

(I want to laugh with you,
and cry with you..
I want to live in you,
and get lost in you only..)

Kadi naiyo chhodna
Ishq di dor na
Sare chhad jaayen maahi
Tu na chhodna
Bolna mahi bolna
Bolna mahi bolna

( I won't ever leave you, My Love for you is strong...
Even if the entire world leaves me, you don't leave me)

-Arijit Singh lyrics

I felt a little movement in her body on the last line.

I put my guitar aside and moved my hand towards her.

"Shreya" I took her hand and to my surprise, she wrapped her fingers around my hand.

I looked at her hand and then to her face. Her pupils were moving and little lines were clearly visible on her forehead.

Oh, God!

I was so happy that I can't define it. There were little tears of happiness in my eyes.

She squeezed her eyes and groaned in pain. And then slowly opened her eyes fluttering it many times, adjusting them to the room light.

I pinched myself to make sure that I was not dreaming because I have dreamed of her coming out of coma many times. But it was not a dream it was real! I was very very happy that finally, she was in her senses.

"Shreya"

She looked at my side and screamed with all her might. I felt like I will go deaf but it was feeling melodious to my ears.

She was looking a little shocked and she blinked many times. Now she is scaring me!

I touched her face but to my surprise, she yanked my hand.

"Who are you?" She asked me

"And where am I?" She looked around the room.

"What? What are you saying butterfly"

I touched her again.

"Don't touch me" she warned me and crawled back.

"Firstly tell me, who are you?"

"I am...I am your husband, your kukkad"

"Husband? But I am not married. Where are my parents?"

All the color from my face drained and I was shocked beyond words.

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