“Sir, he is making it tough for me to check the patient,” the nurse grumbles.
“Why are you creating a problem again?” Siddh demands.
However, I ignore him and keep my eyes on the nurse. “Doctor please,” I grunt, letting out a breath of annoyance.
“Ranveer, you are being ridiculous,” Alisha grumbles behind me.
“No, I am not,” I reply, not taking my eyes off the nurse.
“Fine, Sir, I’ll inform the on-duty doctor,” the nurse snaps and marches out of the room.
I blow out a breath and rub my hands down my face in frustration. No one utters a word, each scowling at the other. A few minutes later, a lady doctor comes through the open curtain, followed by a different nurse.
“Hello, I am Doctor Malini,” she introduces herself, taking a step toward Alisha. “What happened?” She smiles softly while putting on a pair of gloves.
“I tripped and fell on my ankle,” Alisha explains while wincing in pain.
She nods as she begins to move her hand on her foot. “Luckily, it’s not broken, just sprained. A pack of icing will do good,” the doctor says.
“Thank God,” Alisha heaves a deep sigh and shakes her head.
It’s not until half an hour later that Alisha is finally home with me. Our home.
Chapter 28
Alisha
“Granddad, you know Ranveer, he is a pro at exaggerating things. Trust me, I’m fine. It’s only a bit of swelling. Also, the doctor assured me that there is nothing to worry about and I can do my daily chores without any hassle,” I say over the phone, leaning back against the headrest of the seat while Ranveer carefully places a small cushion under my foot.
Ranveer got me straight to his house from the hospital instead of taking me to Granddad’s place. I cribbed about it, but Ranveer being Ranveer, paid a deaf ear to my protests. And to top it all, the moment we reached his house he deposited me on the bed, not allowing me to move even a muscle, making me feel like a patient who has been deemed officially incompetent.
“Mili and I are coming over to see you.” Grandpa’s voice pulls me out of my inner monologue.
“You don’t have to drive all the way, Granddad. Ranveer is here to take care of me,” I say, taking the glass of juice from Ranveer when he hands it to me.
“I am glad that brat is doing his husbandly duties.” I smile at that. However, Grandpa’s next question makes my smile vanish. “Did you inform your parents about it?”
“Not yet, but I am planning to go back to my parents’ house tomorrow,” I say as I eye my husband and pray like hell that he doesn’t throw a tantrum about it.
“Alisha is not going anywhere. She will be staying here,” Ranveer thunders. My eyes widen before narrowing on him as he shrugs, taking the empty glass from my hand and placing it on the side table. He then moves around and comes to sit next to me on the bed.
“Alisha, please put me on the speaker,” Granddad says on the other side.
I comply. “You are on the speaker, Granddad.”
“All the best with the battle with Alisha’s dad, Son,” Granddad chuckles.
“I am prepared for that,” Ranveer gives a nonchalant reply. He then grabs his laptop from the side table and turns it on.
I groan and let my head fall back as my eyes squeeze tight. “I will need to talk to my parents before Ranveer does,” I mutter with a sigh. I obviously can’t keep hiding us for long, but I know for sure that the truth will have both my parents throw a fuss and create a scene.
“Do you want me to talk to them?” Granddad offers. His voice has gone all soft, making my heart feel the warmth of his love for me.
I feel my stomach in a knot. “Thanks for the offer, Granddad. But it will be better if I talk to them first.”
“Please, can you call them and give them the message that Alisha is here? I did drop a message earlier but I have not heard back from them. I am not sure if they have received my message,” Ranveer cuts in again. My eyes snap open and I glare at him, losing my ability to speak above his idiosyncratic behaviour.
I swear if I had the strength to strangle his neck, I would have done so happily. He messaged my parents without checking with me. As usual, he did what he felt was right without taking the consequences into consideration. This guy will never change. God, some bad habits are hard to die. And in his case, I can vouch for it to be true.