Note: Guys, honestly I'm feeling quite comfortable writing in this way (POV). Plus, this is how a novel is been written nowadays. At least, the books I have read these are written like this. So, yeah.. better adjust.
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SIDHARTH POV 

"Hum kahi jaa rahe hai?" Shehnaaz asked me cluelessly while getting ready by me.

We are going hospital for her tests and to meet Dr. Sidharth. It's already 9. We need to leave in next 30min. It will take us one hour to reach Heartbeat Hospital. 

"Apko toh kaam tha. Phir? Tussi ready karwa rahe ho mainu?"

"Ji! Tussi kuch dasso bhi?"

"Hum? Kaha jaa rahe hai?" She continues throwing question at me, as I was quite all the time.

"Muh aa karo. Lipstick lagana hai." I said holding a soft pink colour lipstick. She was wearing a soft pink dress it will go perfect with her dress.

She made a O shaped mouth automatically, and I applied a coat of the lipstick. Then applied perfume on her dress, body, under arms and neck. She was ready. I love to ready her. The way I love to see her. Best part, she don't even complain for it. She act like a maniquent for me.

"Done." I said, then kissed her cheeks softly.

I love to show my affection to her. It makes her feel special. She is special to me. She knows it but still I do it. Showing love to your partner is very important.

"Tussi dasso bhi. Aur itna khush kyu ho ap?" She again asked, losing her temper a little.

After all, I was constantly ignoring her question.

"Kuch kaam hai jaan. Wahi jaa rahe hai." I informed. Still hiding the fact of meeting Dr. Sidharth and doing her tests.

"Chalo utho ab. Nikalna hai hume." I said pulling her up from dressing table chair.

I quickly went towards our cupboard to take her reports as I took it, my hands froze--

"Tussi doctor dikhane jaa rahe ho?" Her words made me shock

What the fuck! Mom! She already told her. Why?

Mom knows it. I told her before breakfast this morning.

"Apke therapist se milne jaa rahe ho?" Her this words made me relax again.

Honestly speaking, I don't want to hide this but what if, she denies to do the tests again. I know she will know it eventually when we will go for the test. But, I will handel her that time. Plus, Dr. Sidharth is there as a supporter to make her understand. 

"No more question. Let's go, Love ." I said.

Then I took the reports closed the cupboard and we went downstairs, we said a quick "bye" to Mom, then get in car and left for hospital. For my surprise Shehnaaz was quite all this time. Which is strange.

"Hum kahi aur jaa rahe hai?" I kept quite on her this question.

Silence

"Ji ap therapist ke paas kab jaoge?" She asked after 30 minutes

"Jald hi. Friday ko." I informed her.

"Okay." She got quite again.

In next 30 minute, we finally reach outside The Heartbeat Hospital. I took her inside and inquired about Dr. Sidharth Shukla saying we have an appointment with him. On mention of Dr. Sidharth, Shehnaaz looked surprised and confused too.

"Ji, hum hospital aye hai? Par kyu?" She asked me in confusion.

But I ignored her question again, and started to talk with the reception girl. The reception girl informed Dr. Sidharth about out arrival and instructions us where to go. I and Shehnaaz followed her instructions and reached outside Dr. Sidharth Shukla's chamber. His name was written in bold letter with steel on the wooden door. I knocked on door.

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SHEHNAAZ POV 

"Hum Dr. Sidharth se milne aye hai. Par woh toh cardiologist hai. Dil ka doctor." I said, then something clicked in my mind.

"Hey! Baba ji! Apko kuch hua toh nahi naa?" I got emotional and holds his hand firmly.

Now we're still outside Dr. Shukla's chamber. We're sitting on a chair, waiting for our serial number to come, which is next. When Sidharth ji knocked on his door someone was already inside for check up. A doctor who must be his assistant informed us and asked us to wait here. 

"Baby, relax. I'm fine. Hum kisi aur wajah se aye hai." He said. "I'm fine. I swear." He again said firmly to assured me making me realx a little. Just a little

I'm sure he is hiding something from me. Something important. Related to me. Maybe. Or he is really sick. I don't know. I'm so worried for him.

"Hmm!" I just hummed in response.

"Sidharth Agnihotri?" A man called us after around 5-10 minutes. 

"Get up Shehnaaz." Sidharth ji helped me to get up then took me inside.

As we entered inside Dr. Shukla's chamber, I heard both the mans deep voice exchanging a "Hi" and "Hello!" to each other. I also said, "Hello!" in meek voice.

"Please! Have a seat." Dr. Shukla requests us.

Sidharth ji helped me to sit comfortably on a chair then I heard little movement next to me. I guess, Sidharth ji finally sat beside me.

A small smile comes on my face as he holds my hand firmly under the table. I love this a lot. His small gesture like this to assure me he is with me makes me smile feeling happy, better and protected.

"Where is the reports Mr. Agnihotri?" Dr. Shukla asked

Reports! What kind of reports? Did Sidharth ji lied to me about the heart disease then?

Oh my God!

"Old reports." Sidharth ji said.

Old reports? What kind of old reports?*

"Hmm!" Dr. Sidharth hummed.

I can hear the sounds of page flipping. I guess he has started to check the report. But what kind of report?

"Apne kaha apko kuch nahi hua hai. Toh kis baat ki report hai? Apne jhoot bola mujhe?" I asked feeling hurt.

"Shehnaaz!! Aisa kuch nahi hai. I'm fine." He assured me again.

Wow! He is lying. Continuously.

"No. You are lying. I can see it. He is a cardiologist." I said, almost at the verge of crying now. I'm badly hurt. Plus worried for him. I can't lose him. I will die without him.

"Mrs. Agnihotri, please relax. Mr. Agnihotri ko kuch nahi hua hai. He is absolutely fit and fine." Dr. Sidharth informed me 

It made me relax at first about his wellbeing. But then..

"Yeh toh apke old reports hai. Eyes ka." Dr. Shukla added.

"Old reports kyu? Apko toh pata hai. Permanent gaya hai mera." I asked Sidharth ji.

I'm not understanding anything. I'm so confused now.

"I know Shehnaaz. But Dr. Shukla said, I mean asked me to do your tests again. For betterment. For a second opinion. What if there's a chance. What if the reports are wrong. Zyada waqt bhi nahi hua hai. He said, there's a possibility you can see again. There's no harm in it. No?" He explained calmly but I can feel the hopefulness in it. 

His words made me shock.

I can see? I see HIM! I got happy.

Oh my God! I can see my love. That's the best thing I can ask from God now. It's my bucket list. To see him once before dying.

But soon I got more worried thinking about all the "What if's". Like, what if the results come same? Negative. What if it's really permanent. I will be heartbroken but he will be more heartbroken plus his guilt. It will come back and eat him alive. 

I don't want that for sure.

"Yes! Zitna zaldi hoga utna better hai. Mr. Agnihotri ap abhi Mrs. Agnihotri ke sare test karwaiye. I'll send the reports to him, Dr. Edward. After checking both the reports he will inform us, what to do next." Dr. Sidharth informed us making me comes back to reality. 

"Sure." Sidharth ji agreed.

"Who is Dr. Edward?" I asked.

"Dr. Edward Smith. He is a eye surgeon and specialist. He is from London, UK. He is kind of like my friend. I and Edward attended few seminar together." Dr. Shukla informed us. Basically me. 

"Where is he now?" This was my next question.

I heard Dr. Shukla's soft chuckle. Including my man's.

What's so funny? 

"I told you, he is from London, UK." Dr. Shukla said trying to surpass his chuckle.

Now I'm embarrassed. Highly embarrassed.

"Yes." Sidharth ji said surpassing his own laugh.

I'm gonna slap him later for it. No! Just saying. I'll never do that. Domestic violence is a big "NO" from both ways. I don't even curse him. Slap is far of a question to do so.

"Thank you for the list." Sidharth ji said, bringing me back on earth. 

I guess Dr. Shukla gave him a list of the tests name. Then he called his assistant doctor inside.

"Dr. Manik, guide them where to go." Dr. Sidharth said in serious and cold tone.

Heartless. Rude. Arrogant.

This is Dr. Sidharth Shukla. I wonder how Dr. Shehnaaz fall in love with him. She is so sweet. But this man. I internally rolled my eyes.

"Sure, Dr. Sidharth." Dr. Manik said over sweetly avoiding his cold behaviour. 

He is good.

Dr. Manik asked us to follow him.

"He is gay." Sidharth ji whisper from side, when we were following Dr. Manik.

"What?" I literally grasp in shock

OMG! Dr. Shukla is GAY! Poor Shehnaaz ji.

"I can't believe Dr. Shukla is gay. What about-" Sidharth ji interrupt me. 

"No. Not Dr. Shukla. I'm talking about Dr. Manik. His assistant. He is gay. The way he looks at him. It's very obvious. That's why he was little cold to him. Maybe! He flirts with Dr. Shukla." Sidharth ji chuckled softly in end. 

WHAT. THE. FUCK!

Dr. Manik is GAY! Bach gayi Shehnaaz ji. I felt relieved somewhere. For her.

"He even looked at me with lust." Sidharth ji whisper

Suddenly, I felt angry and possessive and my hold on his arm became tighter than before. I guess Sidharth ji understood my action as he said... 

"I'm only yours, Shehnaaz." He whisper softly making me relax again.

Right. HE IS MINE. ONLY MINE.

We reached somewhere guided by Dr. Manik. He bid bye to us saying he have some 'important' work with some Dr. Rahul. Maybe! That guy is his boyfriend. Who knows?

"Don't think too much, Love. I'm yours only." Sidharth ji teased.

I was about to say something to him, but paused. When his left hand which was on my lower waist went down a little more and grabbed my butt and squeezed it lightly for few seconds then again kept his hand back on it's previous place.

What the fuck is wrong with him? 

I'm in deep shock right now. Like, is he for real? He was teasing me in a fucking hospital? Holded my butt then squeezed them when so many people were around us. It's fucking sexy but risky.

"Don't worry no one saw it. Your husband is not an idiot." He said with full attitude. 

"Yeah right." I agreed. He can be anything but idiot.

"Make her lay down." I heard an unfamiliar man's deep voice. The tone was professional.

When did we entered inside a room? I don't even  remember. Whatever.

Next moment I was laying on some bed. Obviously, Sidharth ji did it. He holds my right hand firmly after noticing my distress, discomfort, nervousness. But mostly I was freaking out. 

I hate hospital. And everything related to it. Including doctors. When I became 18 plus, I strictly told my parents that I would better die than marry a doctor in future. Even if he is handsome and rich. 

"Everything will be fine baby. I'm here with you." Sidharth ji whisper against my ear ruffling my hair softly making me relax and smile slightly. 

Okay. Let me flip a little. Just a little. If Sidharth ji were a doctor not a businessman. I would still marry him. He is exceptional for me. Yeah.

Call me a flipper. I don't care or mind. At all.

"I know." I whisper softly earning a light squeeze on my hand from him as assurance.

If he is with me, I have nothing to fear of. I don't feel scared of darkness anymore. My phobia is gone because of him. He don't know it. That I started to love darkness now. If I wasn't blind I wouldn't get him as my husband. I know Papa was supposed to talk with Mummy ji about our marriage. But what if.. He wouldn't like me that time. There can be a chance he might reject me.  

What if? No? 

I sometime wonder would he be this much caring and loving, the way he is now. Because I'm blind. I think he would be. He is so nice. Perfect. He would be a perfect husband for any girl. I mean ME. ONLY ME. He is only mine. Keep this thing in you head Shehnaaz. I scolded myself. I should be scolded for thinking nonsense. Sidharth ji should better slap me for it. 

"Sweetheart, we are done. Get up now." Sidharth ji said sweetly and helped me to get up.

I. Love. Him. 

"Hogaya?" I asked, once we started to walk out from that disgusting place.

"Yes." ___"You okay?" He asked.

"Yes." I lied.

No, I'm not okay. Because this place smells like shit. Like Dettol. Yuck! I hate that smell. In specific "hospital smell". Be is dettol, savlon, lizol, phenyle, medicine or anything. I know all are for cleaning but still I hate it. So disgusting. 

"You hate hospital. Don't you?" I look up in shock hearing his words.

I swear to God. He can read mind. Atleast, MINE.

"Umm. Who don't? Do you like this place?" I asked him back.

"Nah. Not at all. I guess no one like this place. Including doctors. It just a thought. An assumption." He said.

"Hmm! True. Like, who will love to see people dying everyday? Right?" I asked, shrugging casually.

Seeing someone dying everyday is a horrible feeling. I can't even imagine me doing it.

"Yes." ____ "But we can also see a new start of a life. When a baby is born. No?" He said bringing positively again.

Sidharth Yug Agnihotri should be named as Positive Agnihotri. He brings positivity in everything. Like, he did in my life.

MY. DARK. LIFE.

"Get in, Love." He said sweetly and help me to sit in car comfortably.

I swear on God, soon I'll have diabetics for this SWEET MAN with his sweetness. And yes, I love when he calls me with sweet names like, Love, Baby, Babe, Jaan, Sweetheart, Darling, Butterfly and on and on. I can make a long list of it.

"God! I love you." I whisper snuggling into his chest as he pulled me closer, holding me tightly in his arms.

My home.

"This is not done." He frowned suddenly. 

Why?

"What happened?" I asked.

"I'm showering so much love on you here. And you.. you're say, God I love you. You don't love me don't you? You just love G. O. D. Huh!" He is hurt.

Wow! Can't believe. He is a kid.

"Sidharth ji, maine God ko I love you nahi bola. Maine apko hi I love you bola." I tried to coax him explaining myself. I can't see him upset or hurt. It hurts me. 

"Really?" He sounds unsure with my explanation. 

Seriously?

"Yes. Kasam lage." I said with honesty then kissed his cheeks lovingly. 

"Please! Ab toh maan jao ap." I literally begged him

"Hmm!" He kissed the top of my head. Then pulled me closer and hugged me. I hugged him back. Tightly. 

"Everything will be alright jaan." He whisper to assure me. But I know he was assuring himself that everything will be fine. I will become normal like before. 

"I hope so." I whisper.

Hope! One word. Four latter. But hold an important impact on us. On our life. Hope keeps us motivated to do more. To do best of us. It kept us alive. It keeps us moving forward in life. I still remember a quote on hope from Shawshank Redemption movie by Andy Dufresne.

“Remember. Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”  

I love that movie. I feel like watching..

"Sidharth ji, kya hum aaj raat ko movie dekh sakte hai? Agar apko important kaam naa ho toh." I asked. We will watch Shawshank Redemption. Only if he agrees.

"Umm! I have work. So no." His words made me sad.

I hate it. Why he is so workaholic? Why? My suatan. I hate you. I feel like, made him divorce him with his work. 

Kutti. Kamini. Chudel....

"Itna gali maat do." I grasped hearing his words.

I am fucking 1000% sure now he have some superpower to read my mind.

"Kaise muh bana rahi thi. Iss liye pata chala." I look up to him, he chuckled.

"Ap!"

"We will watch tomorrow night. Just decide what to watch. Hmm?" He said kissing my lips softly 

"Hmm."

Soon our car stopped making me realised we come home finally. 

But. Wait!!!

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