A phone was ringing in a hospital. A girl came running towards the phone. Her dupatta flowing in air, hair bouncing with every step and smile shining on her face.

'Hello', the girl spoke in her sweet voice and was revealed to be Preeta.

Karan: Where is the doctor? I need to see...

Preeta: I am coming sir... Don't worry..

Karan: Fast...

He cut the call angrily.

Preeta picked up her bag and moved out.

Karan was sitting on the couch with a glass of drink. He felt a sudden pain in his shoulder. He smashed the glass on floor.

Karan(shouting) : Ah..

Preeta was sitting in the car. She took out the pendant she was wearing and kissed it.

She entered the house. Cold breeze touched their faces.

She saw him sitting on couch. His back was facing her.

Preeta: Mr. Karan Luthra...

Karan(stern) : Come in...

Preeta entered smilingly.

She came in front of him. Karan looked up to her. He froze for a second. Preeta smiled at him.

Preeta: Aap ne mujhe bulaya...

Karan came back to senses but still was looking at her amused. His expression soon changed to anger one.

Karan(angry) : Why re u so late?

Preeta(confused) : Par main toh time pr hu.. Aap ka call aate hi nikal gyi thi..

Karan: Don't backanswer me... Just do ur work and leave...

Preeta: Mr. Luthra.. I am not here to leave and talk to me nicely...

Karan(angry) : U are not here to order me around... Get that...

Preeta : And I am not here to listen ur orders as well... Behave nicely...

Karan closed his eyes. It was paining. There was no use of arguing. He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Karan: Okay... Tumhara naam kya h...

Preeta : Mrs... (she paused)... Miss Preeta Arora...

Karan: So, Miss Arora... Kya aap please apna kaam kregi... Mujhe bahut dard ho rha h...

Preeta: I prefer u calling me by my first name and not this Miss Arora...

Karan(irritated) :Tum kuch jyada nhi bolti ho...

Preeta: So what... Aap mujhe preeta bula skte h...

Karan: Okay, fine.. Preeta... Kya aap ab apna kaam kregi...

Preeta smiled and sat beside him.

Preeta: Take off ur shirt...

Karan: Agar main khud kr skta hota toh tumhe bardhast nhi kr rha hota..

Preeta : Aur agar tum thoda sa pyaar se baat kro.. Toh main bhi apna kaam asaani se kr pau...

She opened his buttons and removed his shirt.

He turned. Preeta sat and her eyes watered.

She touched the bullet mark on his back. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

She quickly wiped them off and started pressing his shoulder. He was shrieking in pain.

Preeta: Zyada dard ho rha h...

Karan(stern) : Tumhe iss se matlab..

Preeta: Main tumhari doctor hu.. Mujhe iss se hi mtlb h..

Karan: Ho rha h.. Bahut dard ho rha h...

Preeta took out a medicine.

Preeta(giving him) : Painkiller h.. Sedative ka dose bhi h thoda.. Ise lelo.. Tumhe neend aa jayegi..

Karan(angry) : Aur tum kya krogi.. Mujhe sedative deke.. Mere ghar mein.. I don't trust u...

Preeta: Dekho Karan...I know kii tum mujh par vishwas nhi kr skte itni jaldi.. But u have to.... Main tumhari doctor hu.. Aur main tumhare saath kuch galat nhi hone dungi..

Karan(stern) : Nhi...

Preeta(smilingly) :Please...

Karan looked at her smiling face and didn't know why his heart melted.

Karan took the pill from her hand and ate it.

Preeta continued treating him. He eventually fell asleep on her shoulder.

She looked at his sleeping face and a tear escaped her eye.

Karan(smilingly) : Babydoll... Meri good morning kiss...

Preeta(yawning) : Pehle..

Karan kissed her forehead.

Karan(pointing towards his lips) : Ab meri...

Preeta smiled in tears and made him wear his shirt.

Preeta(kissing his forehead) : I will get u back...

She smiled and wiped her tears.

Precap

His condition

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I know kisi ko kuch smjh nhi aaya hoga.. Par aa jayega dheere dheere.. And jo log ab bhi nhi smjhe..

This is You are My Home (Vol 2)

The story was left with some unturned pages. No? 😉😉