47. Blossoming Spring Days

Nethra's POV

The whole night I didn't sleep. Instead of cursing my fate, I decided to help myself from this hell. Lot of thoughts were running in my mind but everything ends bitterly. My decision shouldn't affect you at any cost that was the only thing I was concerned about. I didn't struck with any decision,I was very much confused. I was very clear that I should escape from this marriage and if I can't do, I thought to kill myself at the moment he tied marriage knot. Finally, I was satisfied with the decision.

The next day Morning, as they planned earlier they took me to the temple nearby. I wore the marriage attire and as per Hindu traditions, the marriage rituals were going on smoothly.

Unexpectedly, God had some other plan for me. I was very much happy that my marriage was cancelled within a second of time. I thanked the person who was responsible for it.

"Do you want to know what happened that day Rahul?" I asked him with a bit of happiness. I was relaxed a bit at the same time I was very much scared to tell my bitter past. Will he accept me, if he came to know that I was a Criminal?

He looked at me lovingly mixed with care and emotions. I continued with hardened heart with tearful eyes.

The man who saved me from the hell marriage was an IPS officer, Vidharth. Nearer to the temple, there was an bomb blast. Many people was dead in the spot and was injured heavily. So the police cops surrounded the important places and rushed the people to safe places. I thanked him for helping me at the correct time. Gautham and his dad had no other options so they took me to the home. They didn't give me food and I was damn hungry.

That day night, Gautham entered my room. All of a sudden, he touched my shoulder. He smelled badly, yes he was drunk. I felt like vomiting as I couldn't bear the smell. He came very close to me. He held my lips and forced me to kiss. I jerked him and I asked him to leave me.

"Please! Gautham. Don't do anything to me," I begged him crying but he was not ready to hear me.

He held my waist tightly as I can't move anywhere. He kissed me badly and I pushed him. I tried a lot to open the door but he held me tightly. I can't come out from his tight holdings because he was physically strong. My every bones started breaking by his tight hug. I beated him due to pain but he enjoyed me and pushed me in the bed. He looked at me lustfully and came top to me. He tried to loosened my dress, "God! Please save me from the animal," I cried and my hands were searching for something. I got an object to protect myself from the devil. I beat him in his head. He moved a bit rubbing his head. He tried to slap me and I beat him again. I pushed him aside and he fell in the floor. I opened the door and ran along the downstairs. I used the situation to escape from the house. I found no one in the house, I opened the main door and stepped down. Sweat beads formed and only thing that ruined my mind was to escape. I opened the gate and someone held my hand.

I jerked the hand at once and turned to look at the person. He was Gautham's dad. He looked at me seriously and held my hand, "You slut! Where are you going now? I will never allow you to escape," said him and held my hand again. I jerked his hand again. I was scared to the bit and my eyes were searching for someone to help me. It was late night, "Oh my God! Where will I go now? I should use this situation. I can't be in this bare hell,"

He was about to push me to the home. I jerked him and ran from the place. He followed me. I was running very fast. At one point of time, I found four strangers were following me along with him. I was very much tired as can't run anymore. I was begging for breath as I couldn't take in air. They kept me starve for two days and my head was spinning now. I was helpless in that late night. I turned back and they were close to me. I was shivered and was about to fall. Opposite to me a car came fastly and within a fraction of second, I fell down in front of the car. I was fainted.

The next day morning,

I found I was in the hospital.

"Sir! The lady opened her eyes. She crossed the danger zone and she was ok now," said the nurse to someone. I was rewinding the incident that happened yesterday. I was about to take the glucose trips injected in my hands to escape again.

"Doctor! Please save me from those culprits. They are not my savior. Please doctor," I cried.

"What are you talking mam? He is your life saver. The whole night he was with you," the doctor said shocking me.

"No doctor! It was just an act to take me to their home again. I am an Indian. The fate played cruelly in my life and now I am here. Please help me doctor," I begged him.

"I will help you if you are true but I can't believe your words. How can you blame a honest and sincere police officer who saved your life from the hell," he said shocking me again.

Tears rolled down from the eyes by realizing the current situation that someone helped me, "Sir, I want to see him immediately and to file the case against those culprits,"

Meanwhile the police entered the room. I have seen him somewhere, Yes! I saw him in the temple today morning who saved me from the hell marriage. I thanked him by holding my hands together.

"How are you now? Are you alright?" He asked me in caring strict tone.

"I am fine sir. Please save me from those culprits and send me back to India," I blabbered. My eyes filled with tears.

"It was not possible now,"

"Why sir?"

"You are under arrest" his words broke my heart at once. Tears flooded from my eyes.

"Sir! I am innocent. I didn't do any mistakes sir. You have mistaken me,"

He switched on the T.V. Flashnews were running down, "The great business man Gautham was killed by some unknown person. He was found death in his bedroom,"

"Nope" I shouted.

"I didn't kill him sir. You have mistaken me sir" I said with tears in my eyes.

"That you have to prove it in the court but my duty is to arrest you,"

"Sir, please help me sir. I am from well civilized family sir. My fate ruined my life. Please help me sir,"

"I can't help a Criminal. Being a patient you are now, I am soft to you. Don't change me. Okay, tell me what happened so that I can try to help you if you are innocent" he said strictly.

I explained everything about how the destiny changed my life and whatever that happened in my life to till now.

"So, it was clear that you killed Gautham to protect yourself,"

"I didn't kill him sir,"

"Investigation is going on regarding this case. I can't help you now," he said in strict tone without considering me. What will I do now? How will I return to India now? I cried a lot.

I asked the police for mobile. I was about to call you Rahul but my mom's husband's words echoed in my ear that, "If you didn't obey my words, I will kill Rahul," so I didn't call you. My life threw me to the hell. Now, I am a Criminal. I have killed an animal to save my life.

I returned back the phone to the police itself without calling anyone. I covered my face with my Palm. Tears flooded from my eyes..

"You are in deep sorrow. I don't know what happened in your life but I wish to help you," he said shocking me.

"Thanks sir," I cried a lot.

"Stop crying. I will help you to go to India as soon as possible. Don't worry. It is possible only if you cooperate with the case,"

"Ok sir. I am happy to hear your words. I will be grateful to you always," I said with happy tears.

"You will be arrested as per law and I will take you in bail as soon as possible. I will try my level best to get justice for you. Don't worry," said him.

"Ok sir. My final trust is you. Everyone ruined my life, even my own father. Arrest me," I said and he arrested me. Unlike India, no one can escape before law without proper proofs. At last my life threw me to jail. I didn't worry much for it because my heart was already broken. My only relief was going to India with the help of police sir. Will he helps me really? Or Did he has any plans behind it? My heart can't trust anyone. I waited patiently for two days.

As he told, he took me in bail. He took me to an apartment. I was scared as no one was there. He knocked the door a lady opened the door. He introduced me to the lady and asked to take care of me for few days. I heard a baby crying. He lift up the baby and started playing with the baby like a kid. Where is the strict police officer? I admired him playing with the baby. I remembered my daddy's love and his betrayal. Tears lift up from my eyes.

"Have this drink?" The lady gave me the drink. The police sir asked me to drink. I drank it. After sometimes later, the lady left the home. I was nervous as I can't trust anyone but the police didn't show any sign. I glared around the room but I didn't get any clues.

Sometimes later, he gave the baby to me and went somewhere. He came refreshed and point me towards a room. I took a dress from a cabin and get refreshed. I found no one but the room was filled with ladies attire. I was very much confused.

"Sir! If you don't mind will you clear my doubts?" I asked him straightly.

He nodded. In between he got a call and gave the baby to me. He took the gun and kept in belt pack. He went hurriedly. He didn't say anything to me.

I was with the baby. I don't know how to handle the baby but my pain and sorrows left me. The baby's smile made me to forget my worries. I felt that baby was in hunger. I searched for food and then finally, I gave boiled milk to the baby and made her to sleep.

It was about 10.00 p.m, the police sir didn't come to home yet. I closed all the doors and laid nearer to the baby.

I opened my eyes and found it was early morning. I didn't eat yesterday, I felt very much thirsty. I came to drink water. I found the police sir was sleeping peacefully in the couch. I didn't disturb him.

Morning, he bought food for me.

"Sir! Where is baby's mom?" I asked to clear my first doubt.

He looked at me.

"Sir! Why are you staying here? Except one lady I found no one here?" My second doubt.

Again, he looked at me without replying.

"Where is your family?" My third doubt.

He sighed.

He lift up the baby, "She is my world. Her mom passed away three months back. I have no family other than my wife. My parents were Indians and they also no more," he said emotionally.

"I am sorry sir. How could you overcome such grieving situation in your life? Really, I am proud of your honesty and sincerity in your work,"

He laughed. I was very much confused.

"Who said that I am sincere and honest?"

I gazed at him without replying.

"That was once upon a time but now I didn't. I didn't get any justice for my wife's death though I am sincere police officer. So, I killed the person by using the chance," he smirked.

"Oh God! Who killed your wife? How did she die?" I asked looking at the baby.

"Mr. Gautam and his dad Mr. Vishwanath,"

My body shook at the moment I heard their name.

"Wha..t? Gau..th..am," I stammered.

"Yes! They killed my innocent wife instead of punishing me. They trapped her and killed her. I am a husband who can't save his wife. Then! What is the purpose of being honest and sincerity? Wherever, India or U.S, there are loop holes for the culprit to escape. With the money, they gave the name prostitute for my wife. From that day, I stabbed in my heart that those culprits death were in my hands," he said in anger tone.

"What? You have killed them?" I asked in shivering voice.

"Yes! I have killed Gautham in the name of you. I used your name and escaped from the crime," he said shocking me. Happy tears flooded my eyes that I didn't kill anyone at the same time I was betrayed by the police too.

"Why did you make me connected in this? Are you my life saver or destroyer? I trusted you but you too showed the hell in my life," I cried

"Don't cry unnecessarily. Did I leave you in the jail itself? I didn't. I will close all the files as soon as possible. You need to go India right? I have arranged everything for it. Please be patient for about a month," he said.

I can't scold him too because he is neither my life saver nor my destroyer. I could realize his worst journey of life. Being honest, he told everything to me. I could see honest fire glowing in his eyes. I would kill Gautham instead he killed him. It was not a big difference. I accepted his words and decided to stay their for a month.

"Don't you want to talk to your Rahul?" He asked shocking me. How did he know him. Did I use his name anywhere?

"No sir! If my dad knows he will kill him," I said painfully.

"Worst daddy, let me help you to sort out that problem too,"

"How?" I asked.

"Your dad is in jail now but still your dad is working to kill Rithick not Rahul. Who is Rithick in your story? Worst daddy" again he said shocking me.

"In jail? Rithick!!! Nope!!! He is more than my own brother. How did you know everything?" I questioned him back.

"I knew everything. I was keenly watching about all the deals of Gautham to kill him but I didn't get any. Fortunately, I got a small tool is your dad. I traced all the phone contacts. I knew everything regarding your arrival to till now. Your dad don't know about Gautham's family completely. They want to use you and threw you as prostitute. This is their plan. You are innocent. I don't want anyone to be like my wife. So, I wish to save you at every moment and at the same time I want to kill those culprits," he said shocking me again and again but everything is true. I believed him completely.

"One sad truth is there, Nethra!" He stopped seeing me.