Taking care of Sick Aarohi

“Aarohi are you ok there?Please reply or else I will break in.”, Advaith asked as he knocked for second time, only to get silence in reply.

It is fifteen minutes later when Advaith decided to check once more on Aarohi, in case she needs some sort of help but when he knocked on their bedroom door, nothing came from another side, worrying him more about her.

Sliding aside all sorts of negative thoughts and ideas, Advaith finally break in the bedroom, only to see Aarohi lying there like a dead person, curled up in a ball.Her hairs were all scattered messily and her whole body was shivering though her face was covered with sweat.

“Damn Aarohi! What is wrong with you?”, Advaith jogged at her side and hurriedly took her unconscious figure in his arms, and that’s when he felt her whole body burning with fever.

And very next moment, Aarohi was in Advaith’s arm as he carried her in bridal style and ran out of their suite.