When You Are With Me

5 - If you are with me

The white cotton candy-like clouds fell apart to let the moon take a steady sparkle in the graphite azure.

She clutched his wrist. "Please... One last time. Sense it as my... last obduracy" She pleaded with a broken voice, tears coating her eyes. "I won't trouble you with my wishes anymore" She cried.

Anirudh swallowed the tear that somehow has congest the back of his throat, trying hard not to cry. A hiccup escaped his lips. His eyes getting red and blurry.

The pain of separation is so much that she is pleading him to stay? Even if it is for a moment.

Tomorrow, he won't be here. And his heart will ache to hold her again like this then what will he do? What will he do when he will have the urge to embrace her in his stronghold? --No, he can't afford it. "Please" She sat up on the bed holding his hand tightly with her both hands.

She curled her fingers around his wrist, his breaths fastened. He shook with anxiety.

"Bonditah" He groaned. With his free hand, he gently removed her both hands from his wrist.

Anirudh kept his palm on her cheek, creasing it tenderly. She leaned to his hand, feeling his warmth there. Her tears drenched his hand.

Weeping he rushed to the door.

His fists balled, and he kept his hands on the door, slowly banging on it. Another hiccup escaped his lips.

It won't be good. She can't lean toward him like that. Next time, he will not be here. But can't he fulfil this wish of her on his last day? Can't he cherish these moments with her?

She gazed him with a hopeful expression before curling herself into a ball. She pressed her face to her knees.

Breathing sharply, he turn to glance at her who was weeping. He pouted with a pulsating heart.

He just closed the door behind him and slowly walked towards her. Opening his shoes on the side of the bed, he sat next to her.

Anirudh placed his hand on her head, his fingers trembled, stroking her tresses and he managed to say,

"It's not y-your last obduracy...
It is... my obduracy", his voice sputtered. Tears washed his cheeks.

She lifted her head. Her nose was running and her whole face was wet. Her shoulders wept.

She will not able to stay without him. Seriously No! It doesn't matter how much she will grow, how much she will be independent but she will always remain the Bondita whose world is her Birristera babu. Yes, her Birritera babu. Their relationship is like the heart and beat. One becomes empty without the other. When one fell, the other held from falling. When one cried, tears made their way to the other's eyes.

Wandering her puppy eyes on his face, she found it hard to say anything. But her eyes were enough for him. She crawled proximate to him on the bed.
Within a second, her tiny arms held him to her in the tightest embrace. He shuddered.

With shaking hands, Anirudh slowly enclosed his muscular orbs around her tiny frame. He held onto her very preciously, like the universe has descended and gifted him the most beautiful creation he can have. His hand found her head, creasing it with tenderness, his other arm wrapped around her protectively.