37 - Her Sacrifice His Love

Ajith POV.

She slept in my arms, but sleep was far away from me. I keep on seeing her sleeping like a baby. I felt complete now having er in my arms made me feel different. She is different and moreover innocent.

I don't know how time went by seeing her like this, sleeping in my arms hiding her face in the crook of my neck. Feeling her hot breath on my neck caused goosebumps in my body. Half of her body was on me. Her pallu was also moved little which was showing her small cleavage. I know she is not that much beautiful like models but....... SHE IS MY BEAUTY.

She woke up from her nap. She looked around than me. She blushed in my arms. I pulled her towards me and hugged her tightly.

Ajith: so are you fine now.

Parvati: hmmm.

I kept on playing with her hair and she was thinking something.

Parvati: Ajith Ji ....... How did your mother .....Become like this. I mean to say when did she lose her mental ability.

I was knowing something was going to come out like this in her small brain.

Ajith: well when I was small we didn't have much money to get our needs. We were living in a slum area. Amma uses to work in another house to get money. But one day suddenly police came to my house and arrested Amma telling me that she had robbed where she works. Amma protested she didn't do anything, but nobody listens all were simply seeing the drama but nobody came front and helped my Amma. I was pulling the officer's leg to let her go, but they grabbed her into Jeep. After a few days, I was admitted to an orphanage. With the help of the orphanage head, I went to the police station to see Amma but she didn't rectify me. The lady inspector said she went to shock as she was leaving me behind, I was her only family, I was her reason to survive. They admitted Amma to a mental hospital. After I was settled I took away my Amma back to me. We are trying to get her memory back to normal from the past seven years but nothing worked still.

Parvati: Amma Ji is really a strong lady na. She has still had the strength to live in this word all though she faced a lot. I am really inspired by her..... Are you crying, Ajith Ji?

Ajith: no who said I am crying.

She wiped the new tears in my eyes and kissed my forehead. I can breathe her sent which calmed me.

Parvati: crying is not weakness Ajith Ji. It only helps us to let our pain and makes our heart free. It gives relax. If you keep your pain stored in your heart it will become hard in there itself. And keep on pricking you. I did the same thing when my parents came to know that my parents left me near the temple as I am a girl child. It gave me more relax. My heartfelt like a bird flying in the sky. I thought like I got freedom. So let out your pain. If you feel uncomfortable I will go out but don't store it in your heart as I and Amma are staying in your heart it feels pain for us also.

She kissed me in the right place where my heartbeats. She stood to move away but I pulled her to me and hugged her.

I did which I never did in the past eighteen years. Yes, I cried and cried in her arms. The last time cried was when Amma didn't identify me other than that I never cried in my life. But here my innocent wife is making me cry and rubbing my back with her arms pulling me closer to her. I felt soaked on my shoulder means even she was crying.

We sat like that for a few minutes. I pulled back and wiped my tears and hers. I saw her shoulders were soaked in my tears.

Ajith: I will never let you go. Your not an orphan anymore. Your mine. You have me.

Parvati: same to you patidev.

Ajith: I love you.

Parvati: I love you too.

She hugged me.

" If your romance is over can you come down ".

We turned to see Swathi standing theirs with a mischievous smile. Here in my arms, my wife was wiggling to come out of my arms blushing heavy. I laughed at her.