Rewrite the Stars

Chapter 34: Threats And Confessions

"And Allah is with everyone"
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Hareem:
I was mixing the pot in which the curry was brewing. It's Sunday and I've woken up real early today. I decided to complete some of the house chores and do some addiction laundry. By the time, I was free it was time for breakfast. I cooked some pancakes as I was craving them and took some tea and coffee for Rohaan. He's been working really hard. He's been busy a lot. There are times in the week where he doesn't even come into the room. He stays in his study working and then leave for work early in the morning and when he comes back he just confines himself to his study and thus the cycle repeats itself. I'm worried for his behaviour now. He's not even eating properly. I closed the stove off when the curry was all done. I wiped my face because it was sweaty due to staying too long in the kitchen for too long. I have boiled the rice a bit early. I went to his study to call him for lunch. He was working from home. I knocked at his door and entered inside. There he sat, his glasses on the tip of his nose as he was engrossed in reading a file. He didn't notice my presence. I walked up to him and only then he noticed me. He took of his glasses and asked
"You want something?"
"Lunch's ready. Come on". He shook his head and said
"Not now. I have more files to take care of". I tsked and said
"You've been working since morning. Take a break now". He again shook his head and stubbornly said
"I'll eat after I'm finished working". I was about to say something when he said
"No more arguments Hareem". I suddenly shut up at his statement. No, I wasn't arguing. I was only looking out for him. I was worried for him, but I wasn't arguing. Why did he say that? He too noticed the expressions on my face, but sighed and went back to his work and that was a cue for me to leave him alone and that's exactly what I did. I came into the kitchen and made a plate for me. I didn't want to have lunch alone at the dining room, so I walked to the balcony. I sat down and started eating. Although the food was to my liking, I just didn't feel like to eat it. My mood was off. Maybe because of the fact that Rohaan has been behaving a little.....differently. He's getting really busy into his work. He is not even eating on time and not sleeping properly. His health is declining and that is clear from the way he's coughing and massaging his temples. He's been ignoring me since the day he got this case. I know he took his work real serious, but this is something completely insane. He can't neglect his health for a case no matter how important that could be. His health and mental peace is more necessary than some high profile case. I placed the plate away and pulled the blanket on top of me as it was getting chilly. I didn't know when I slept while thinking about our lives.

The next I woke up was from this feeling of floating in the air. I gradually opened my eyes and saw my husband's face close to me. My mind registered my surroundings and I finally noticed that I was being carried by him. I titled my head and nuzzled in his neck's crook. He took a sharp intake of breath, but I said nothing. I was angry at him, but right now I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms, in his safe embrace. Maybe I'm acting a bit childish, but that's how I get when people close to me upset me. He laid me back down on the bed and was going away when I held his hand. A small, almost inaudible whisper left my lips
"Stay". I felt so vulnerable at this moment. His eyes softened and he said in the same tone as I used
"I'm just getting the lights". I nodded my head and he joined me as soon as he turned the lights off. He adjusted the cover on both of us and I could see that he was a bit hesitant to hold me. I didn't like that. I didn't like this unknown tension between us, so I scooted closer to him and wrapped my arms around his torso. He nuzzled my hair and took a sniff. I was so close to dozing off when I heard him say very quietly
"I'm sorry". I looked up at him and his eyes were remorseful. His tone was guilty and that punctured my heart. I was at fault too. I shouldn't have reacted that childishly. I shook my head and said
"I'm sorry too". He smiled and asked
"Are we okay?" My face broke into a grin and I nodded my head. A releaved sigh escaped his lips and he threw his legs over me and cuddled me closer. My insides felt warm and that was the best sleep I've ever had.