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"No," he mumbled again in fear this time. And I didn't need time to realize that he was having a nightmare.
"Viaan," I slowly shook him but he began to thrash harder.
He groaned, "don't do it!" Making me blinked my eyes again as I tried to decipher if he told that to me or just sleep talking.
"No, please," he sounded desperate.
"Viaan," I tried shaking him awake again, rougher this time around but then he shouted, "Maa..." He started awake and sat up panting for air. Whatever horrible dream he had, was still vivid in his eyes. I scooted near him to place my hand over his shoulder. Before I could ask if he was okay, he pushed the blanket away and got down the bed. Snatching his phone off the nightstand and he stood by the huge arched window, in the dark of the night. He placed the phone to his ear and let the silence be shattered by the dial tone. Someone picked it on the fourth ring and a low, husky, "hello," resonated through the air.
"Abhimanyu, Viaan here. I have news for you," Viaan spoke in his hoarse voice, making the other side go all quiet.
"Raghavgot his bail," Viaan added, making this Abhimanyu suck in a breath audibly that even I could hear. Whoever thisRaghavperson was had disturbed the calmness of my husband and the other person on the other end of the phone.
"And we are coming," his announcement seemed vague to me but his next words cleared it up, especially when he looked over his shoulder at me adding, "to Cape Town."
Oh damn! We were going to South Africa! But what was it about this time? It wasn't for our honeymoon for sure. Only if I had known what was going to happen there... because it surely wasn't for our honeymoon...
41. IKTAALEES
Iswallowed a mouthful of my chewed morning cereal as I continued to watch the men load the luggage into the private jet.
What? Don't mind me, Viaan hadn't let anyone have breakfast as he rushed us to the airport. And when I say anyone, it meant me, Neel and Viaan himself. He was very much in a hurry yet this crazy heart of mine skipped a beat whenever he was in my reach.
I hated the fact how Viaan had raised his walls up again and refused to confide his nightmare to me... I hated to see him go all cold and business minded again. Like how he was when we had initially met. It broke my heart.
His indifference was so evident that Aaryan's irrational self had ticked off. I couldn't help but remember the early morning encounter with the spoiled rock star.
I was still trying to make sense of what was happening and desperately trying to rid my eyes off the sleep when Viaan barked another order at the servants, "someone fucking wake Neel up!"
Leaving those poor souls to scramble to get his order done.
A soaked with sweat Aaryan walked out of the gym room, wiping his neck with a towel as he witnessed Viaan open a door just to slam it shut behind him.
"Can't believe you asked him about it even after I warned you not to!" Aaryan fumed from beside me, fisting his hand into his towel.
I turned to look at him in shock. This was the first time that I had seen him angry.
"What the hell is wrong with you, idiot? Did you think that I'm so low to go hunting for secrets by destroying his peacefulness when I don't get it from the initial source?" I hissed, feeling pissed. Aaryan just stared at me like I grew another head.
"Imbecilic idiot's stupidity, I'll tell you," I added, fuming silently while Aaryan only blinked at me in shock.
"You just said the same thing in three different words, you know? Using their synonyms." He sounded calmer than before.
"No sheez, Sherlock. I know, because you are worthy of being called that," I replied before adding, "he woke up with a nightmare earlier this morning and has been behaving like that since then. Do you think I don't care about him after all that happened between us?" I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air.
"Damn! Those nightmares again!" He muttered mostly to himself like he already had an idea about what I had informed him.
Aaryan cleared his throat scratching the back of his head, "sorry about that. It was rude of me to assume anything. It just pushes us to the edge whenever we see him in his shell..."
He looked genuinely apologetic about his behavior.
"Tell the manager to keep everything ready for our visit," Viaan ordered yet again sounding like he was back to normal but then there was a cold edge to his voice leaving behind a void in my heart.
Neel followed after him into the plane before the pilot pulled the door closed and headed to the cockpit where the co-pilot was waiting.
We silently took our places as the plane started to take off. We had to come back to Bagdogra to take our private jet.
The initial first few hours were silent as hell causing me to almost doze off. I was waiting for Viaan to break the deafening silence, well except if you counted out the sound of the engine that hummed lowly in the background. Even Neel did not try to make an effort to break this maddening silence. I don't even know how I spent the first half of the journey. Maybe by watching out of the window, watching a couple of movies continuously, hogging whatever food the air hostesses brought and making a small trip around the airports whenever there were refill stops. And the second half of the journey went with me letting myself into the blissful slumber for about the next eleven and a quarter hours. It wasn't like I didn't try to initiate a conversation but no one responded! And for the multiple times!
