Criminal Hearts

Chapter 32

In the dining area,

Nani: 'Ab kaiso ho beta...?' (She asked Radhika, as she was injured)

Radhika: 'Theek hoon nani...'

Avinash: 'Accha...yeh sab chodo...hume yeh batao Radhika ki...tum vahan se bachke kaise nikli...matlab itna bada dhamaka hua tha...sabne dekha...?'

Krish: 'Aree...haan...yeh toh puchna hi bhool gaya...batao...'

Radhika: 'Actually hua yeh ki... jab lift band ho gayi thi toh meine sabse pehle dean ko kick maari taki mein usse peecha chuda sakun...voh pehle hi adha behosh tha toh pura hi ho gaya, meine dekha aag badhti hi jaa rahi thi...agar mein lift vapas aane ka wait karti to late ho jata isliye main dusra rasta dhundna shuru kar diya...Window ke bahar ek pipe neeche jaa rahi... toh bas mein uske through neeche aane lagi abhi main adhe raste main hi thi tab bhi blast ho gaya jiski vajah se meri grip loose ho gayi pipe pe aur mein neeche gir gai aur sir pe to already chot lagi hi hui thi to vahin behosh ho gayi...'

Krish: 'Thank god...Iska matlab jab blast hua tha... tab tum building main thee hi nahi...'

Radhika: 'Nahi... fir subah khud hi jab mujhe hosh aaya to dekha vahan koi bhi nahi hai...Badi mushkil se jungle se bahar aayi to mujhe ek riksha wale uncle mil gaye vahi mujhe doctor ke pass bhi leke gaye and finally I came back home...'

Dadi: 'Bhagwan ka lakh lakh shukar hai ki tu sahi salamat wapas aa gayi...'

All had lunch, and retired to their rooms, as all were tired.

At approximately five in the evening, Krish awoke and gently rubbed his eyes, gradually becoming fully alert. Sitting upright on the bed, he noticed Radhika peacefully asleep, her serene visage radiating an undeniable charm. Unbeknownst to him, he had been admiring her for nearly twenty minutes, captivated by her slumber.

Finally breaking free from his reverie, the sound of his ringing phone brought him back to reality, prompting him to swiftly pick it up, mindful not to disturb Radhika's sleep.

While talking on the phone he went downstairs. He found everyone was having tea, and joined them.

Dad: 'Krish... Radhika nahi aayi...?'

Krish: 'Papa voh so rahi hai...shayad dawaiyon ki vajah se, isiliye meine use uthaya nahi...'

Mom: 'Accha... koi baat nahi baad mein jaate hue tu sath hi le jana uski chai...'

Krish: 'Ok...'

After having his tea, Krish set aside his cup and made his way to their room, holding Radhika's cup in his hand. As he stepped inside, a scene of determination unfolded before his eyes. Radhika, with her forehead bandaged, was engaged in a struggle to remove the dressing.

Krish: 'Oye Mrs. Khatron ke khiladi...ye kya ho raha hai...?'

(She was already annoyed)

Radhika: Ji...mein na... pakode bana rahi hoon... khane hai...?' (She taunted)

Krish: 'Haan haan...kyun nahi sath mein hari chatni bhi dena...I love that...' (She passed him a death glare)

Krish: 'Idhar lao.... mein karta hoon dressing....'

Radhika: 'Nahi...mein khud kar lungi...'

Krish: 'Dikh raha hai mujhe kitna acche se kar rahi ho tum... chup chap baitho aur mujhe karne do...'

After a brief moment, Radhika allowed Krish to take charge of the dressing. As he meticulously tended to her wound, she couldn't help but be captivated by his gentle touch and unwavering focus. Lost in her own thoughts, Radhika found herself deeply engrossed in observing Krish. Sensing her silent contemplation, he finally broke the silence.