Death Bed

Coming out of the big building she was really exhausted. I mean who will be not?? If you are the secretary of your best friend who is the CEO of Bansal enterprises. And very strict during the work.

Yamini. Yes, that was her name. Yamini was walking toward the road when a car stopped in front of her. A black BMW. Opening the door of the passenger seat. She made herself comfortable in the seat. The man driving the car glared at her.

Yamini,"I hate you. Reyaansh Bansal."

The man a.k.a. Reyaansh smiled at her words and said,"I also love you, to be Mrs Bansal."

At this statement of his, Yamini became quiet and take a deep breath before looking toward Reyaansh. 

Yamini, "You know that I can't love you. Just move on bestie. You will get hurt."

At her reply, Reyaansh didn't say anything and stopped the car. Yamini came out of the car and went toward her apartment.

She was walking toward her apartment when Reyaansh called her from behind.

Reyaansh peeked from the window and said," Tomorrow there is a holiday for you and me. We will celebrate tomorrow, in your house."

And without listening to her he just went away. Yamini released a deep sigh 'This man' she thought.

Time skip

Yamini was on her bed. She was a crying mess. She was thinking why is this all happening to her. Why?? Why can't she live a normal life?? Why there is a damn hole in her heart?? Why when she loves Reyaansh she has to hide her feelings?? Why?? She loved him. He also loved her. They are together with each other since they were kids. But know when she got to know that there is a hole in her heart that also can't be cured after surgery. She distanced herself from him. She distances herself from the only reason for her life. But he, that stubborn. He got rejected by her three years ago. And still, he keeps trying like a fool.

With all these thoughts she drifted to her dreamland.

Next day

Yamini and Reyaansh celebrated the whole day together, as it was Reyaansh's birthday. When Yamini got a notification from her doctor that her reports had come and she only have a week to live. With tears in her eyes, she smiled looking at Reyaansh who was cooking something for her. It was already 8:00 p.m. she hugged him from behind. Reyaansh wasn't able to control himself he turned around and kissed her. All love he kept inside himself from those years was coming out.

The kiss started getting heated. They both needed each other.  Reyaansh looked at Yamini's face for her permission to which she nodded. What could she do?? He loved him without any hope for those years. And now when she doesn't have time at least she could give herself to him.

Next Morning

Yamini was sleeping naked in the embrace of Reyaansh. When sunlight hit him on the face making him get up. He smiled looking at the petite figure of Yamini. He called her in his husky voice," Yamini! Wake up!" No response. He got panicked. He picked her in bridal style. (Of course, he made her wear clothes.) And ran straight to the hospital.  And went to the emergency ward.

The doctor replied, "She doesn't have much time. Maybe half an hour." He left them. Yamini opened her eyes slowly seeing Reyaansh'ss broken her heart ached. 

That's why she doesn't want to love him so that he could move on. He doesn't want to see him like this.

Reyaansh asked softly, "Marry me! Yamini! I love you!" He couldn't speak further. Tears building in both of their eyes.

Yamini was going to reply something but her body gave up. She was gone. Without replying to him. She was not with him. He could never see her pretty smile for which he lived. He picked her up in bridal style and went to the terrace. The other people were shouting from the ground asking him to come down.

But he looked at her face for the last time and said, "I want my answer. I am coming, to be Mrs Bansal." With a smile on his face, his love in his arms he jumped off the terrace.

He landed with his back to the ground and with Yamini on top of him. He looked at her face with his closing eyes and kissed her forehead and his head leaned back.

They were dead. Their love was death. He asked her. He asked her to marry him on her death bed.