Adultery The Cheating Wife ?

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Some wounds never heal

As Srinu's consciousness gradually returned, he found himself lying on a hospital bed, the crisp white sheets beneath him offering a sense of comfort and reassurance. Blinking against the brightness of the overhead lights, he slowly turned his head to take in his surroundings.


The sterile yet familiar sights of a hospital room greeted him—the soft hum of medical equipment, the gentle whir of the ceiling fan, and the muted tones of voices drifting from the hallway outside. His gaze landed on a wall clock mounted across the room, its hands ticking steadily forward.

11:30 in the morning, the clock read, and Srinu's mind raced to piece together the events leading up to this moment. The realization dawned upon him that he must have been unconscious for the past twelve hours or so, his memory of the previous night fragmented and hazy.

Despite the confusion and disorientation, a sense of relief washed over him at being awake and conscious once again.

The hospital room where Srinu found himself was a blend of functionality and comfort, designed to provide both medical care and a soothing environment for patients. The walls were painted in calming, neutral tones, with large windows allowing natural light to filter in, brightening the space and lending it an airy feel.


The room was equipped with modern medical facilities, including a hospital bed with adjustable settings for patient comfort, a bedside table stocked with essential items such as tissues and water, and a monitoring system displaying vital signs. Medical equipment stood discreetly in the corners, ready for use when needed, while overhead lights provided ample illumination for examinations and procedures.

Despite the clinical nature of the room, efforts had been made to create a warm and welcoming atmosphere. Soft curtains framed the windows, offering privacy when needed, while artwork adorned the walls, adding a touch of color and visual interest to the space. A comfortable armchair was positioned near the bed, providing a place for visitors to sit and offer support to patients during their stay.

Outside the room, the hospital corridors bustled with activity, with medical staff moving purposefully between rooms and patients being attended to with care and professionalism. The hospital itself was a modern facility, equipped with state-of-the-art technology and staffed by a team of skilled healthcare professionals dedicated to providing the highest quality of care to their patients.

As Srinu slowly regained consciousness, he became aware of a gentle presence in the room. Opening his eyes, he saw a nurse standing by his bedside, her kind eyes filled with concern as she checked his vital signs and asked how he was feeling. Srinu tried to speak, but his throat felt dry and scratchy, so he simply nodded in response.


The nurse reassured him with a comforting smile before quickly stepping out of the room to inform her superiors of Srinu's condition. As she left, Srinu couldn't help but overhear the cheerful chatter outside, the sound of busy hospital life filtering through the door.

His mind immediately went to Ganga. Where was she? How was she faring? The questions swirled in his head, filling him with a sense of urgency and worry. He longed to see her, to know that she was safe and well.

Just then, the door opened again, and a team of doctors entered the room, their white coats billowing behind them as they approached Srinu's bedside. They greeted him warmly, their professional demeanor putting him at ease as they began to assess his condition and discuss his treatment plan.

But even as they spoke, Srinu's thoughts remained with Ganga, his heart heavy with concern for her well-being. He knew that until he had answers about her whereabouts and her condition, he wouldn't be able to fully focus on his own recovery.

Doctor: "Mr. Srinu, you're awake. How are you feeling?"

Srinu: "I'm... I'm okay, I guess. But... my wife, Ganga, is she alright? Can I see her?"

Doctor: "Yes, Mr. Srinu, your wife is perfectly fine. She's right outside the room, along with your family. They've been eagerly waiting to see you."

Srinu: *relieved* "Thank goodness. Thank you, doctor. Can you please ask them to come in? I want to see them."

Doctor: "Of course, Mr. Srinu. I'll let them know right away."

Srinu: "Thank you, doctor. And... how long have I been here?"

Doctor: "You've been unconscious for about twelve hours. But you're awake now, and that's what matters."

Srinu: *nodding* "Thank you, doctor. Thank you for taking care of me."

Doctor: "It's my pleasure, Mr. Srinu. I'll go inform your family now. Just rest and take it easy."

Srinu: "Okay, I will. Thank you again, doctor."

Doctor: "You're welcome, Mr. Srinu. I'll be back shortly with your family."

The doctor opened the door with a gentle push, revealing a corridor bustling with activity. He stepped outside and motioned for Ganga and the rest of Srinu's family to follow him into the room.

Ganga's heart raced with anticipation as she followed the doctor, her mind flooded with worry and relief at the same time. She clutched the edges of her dupatta, her steps quickening with each passing moment.

As they entered the room, Ganga's eyes immediately found Srinu lying in the hospital bed, his gaze fixed on her. A wave of emotion washed over her, relief flooding her senses as she saw him awake and conscious.

Srinu's family members gathered around the bed, their expressions a mix of concern and joy. They exchanged hurried whispers and soft words of encouragement, their eyes never leaving Srinu's face.

Ganga approached the bed, her steps cautious yet determined. She reached out a trembling hand and gently clasped Srinu's, her touch a reassurance of their unbreakable bond.

Srinu managed a weak smile as he looked up at Ganga, his eyes filled with gratitude and love. "I'm glad you're okay," he whispered hoarsely.

Tears welled up in Ganga's eyes as she leaned in to kiss Srinu's forehead. "I'm glad you're awake," she replied, her voice choked with emotion.
"Srinu," she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath, "I was so worried about you."

Srinu managed a faint smile, his gaze never leaving hers. "I'm sorry you had to go through that, Ganga. Are you alright?"

Ganga nodded, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I'm fine now that you're awake. I was so scared when I couldn't find you..."

Srinu squeezed her hand gently, offering her a reassuring smile. "I'm here now, Ganga. And I'm not going anywhere."

Their eyes held a silent conversation, speaking volumes of their unspoken love and devotion for each other. In that moment, surrounded by the comforting presence of their family, Srinu and Ganga found solace in each other's embrace, knowing that together they could overcome any obstacle that life threw their way.
As their family members gathered around the bedside, relief washed over them like a wave. Srinu's parents hugged Ganga tightly, expressing their gratitude for her unwavering strength and courage during the ordeal. Ganga's eyes shimmered with tears as she embraced her in-laws, feeling the warmth of their love and support enveloping her.

Srinu's siblings crowded around, showering him with questions and expressions of concern, their voices blending into a cacophony of relief and joy. Amidst the chatter, Srinu and Ganga shared a quiet moment, their hands intertwined as they exchanged glances filled with gratitude and reassurance.

The doctor, observing the heartwarming scene, smiled softly before gently ushering the family out to allow Srinu to rest. As they left the room, Srinu and Ganga's eyes met one last time, silently communicating their love and gratitude for each other.

Alone in the quiet hospital room, Srinu lay on the bed, his mind a whirlwind of emotions and questions. The events of the past few days played over and over in his mind, each memory tinged with fear and uncertainty.

He couldn't shake the image of Ganga's face, the fear and determination etched into her features as she fought against Javed and ChaCha. His heart swelled with pride and gratitude for her strength, but he couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of guilt for not being able to protect her.

As he lay there, his thoughts drifted to the moments before he lost consciousness, the desperation and helplessness he felt as he searched for Ganga. He replayed every detail in his mind, trying to make sense of what had happened and how they had ended up in this situation.

But amidst the turmoil, there was also a glimmer of hope. The warmth of his family's love and Ganga's unwavering support reminded him that he was not alone in this ordeal. They had faced adversity together before, and they would do so again.

With a deep breath, Srinu closed his eyes, letting the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calm his racing thoughts. He knew there were still many challenges ahead, but he also knew that with Ganga by his side, they could overcome anything. And as sleep finally claimed him, he held onto that thought, finding solace in the knowledge that their love would see them through.
As Srinu lay in the hospital bed, his mind wrestling with feelings of shame and guilt, he couldn't shake the weight of responsibility that weighed heavily on his shoulders. The physical wounds he bore would heal with time, but the emotional scars ran deep, threatening to consume him from within.

He knew that facing Ganga would be one of the hardest things he would ever have to do. How could he look her in the eye knowing that he had failed to protect her when she needed him most? The thought filled him with a profound sense of shame, gnawing at him like a relentless beast.

But amidst the turmoil of his emotions, there was also a glimmer of determination. Srinu knew that he couldn't let his shame and guilt define him. He had to find a way to confront his demons head-on, to seek forgiveness not only from Ganga but from himself as well.

With a heavy heart, Srinu resolved to face his fears and confront the truth of his shortcomings. He knew that the road to redemption would be long and arduous, but he was determined to walk it nonetheless. For Ganga, for his family, and for himself, he would strive to become the man they deserved.

And as he drifted off to sleep, his mind awash with conflicting emotions, Srinu clung to the hope that one day, he would find peace within himself and in the arms of the woman he loved.