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Chapter 101: The Hidden Fear
One month had passed since Suriya was taken away.
Rahul had slowly brought Anandhi and AaRa back into their old rhythm. Their sexual life had returned a month earlier — intense, possessive, and filled with the relief of obstacles finally removed. With Suriya gone, Rahul felt like he could finally breathe his lifeline again. He held Anandhi closer at night, as if afraid she might slip away.
That afternoon, AaRa developed a mild fever. Rahul immediately took both of them to the hospital. Madhavan had also come to meet his friend, Dr. Priya Menon.
After the initial check-up, Rahul told Anandhi, “I need to speak with Madhavan for a few minutes. Once you’re done with the doctor, take an auto and go home with AaRa. I’ll join you soon.”
Anandhi nodded quietly and went inside with the baby.
Rahul and Madhavan met near the lobby, then moved to a relatively secluded corner behind some potted plants for privacy.
“Finally, you got what you wanted,” Madhavan said with a slight smile. “Suriya is completely out of your family.”
Rahul nodded. “Yes.”
Madhavan continued, “Your plan worked perfectly. If not, Suriya would have claimed the child and might even have pushed Anandhi for marriage again.”
Rahul stayed silent for a moment, then said, “I never wanted it to go this far. I just wanted to ruin his name so he wouldn’t come back to my family. But you… you made it worse. Now he’s in prison, facing serious legal troubles, and I had to take the house back too. It was a harsh decision, but I had no choice. I cannot think of a single day without Anandhi. She has doubts about me… it hurts. I want to fall at her feet and beg for forgiveness, but I’m terrified. The moment she thinks I’m at fault — that I’m the wrongdoer — I’ll be finished forever, I will look cheap before her eyes.
This truth must remain a secret forever. That Suriya is the real father… and that both of us were behind his downfall.”
A soft rustling sound came from behind a large potted plant and some leaves near the lobby.
Rahul’s heart jumped. “Did someone hear me?”
He quickly walked over and looked around the corner. No one was there. He waited a few minutes, scanning the area. Patients were moving about, but nothing seemed suspicious.
“What if Anandhi heard this?” he thought, panic rising in his chest.
He hurried back to the doctor’s room, only to find that Anandhi had already left with AaRa.
Madhavan tried to calm him. “It must have been the wind. The pot and leaves just shook. There was no one there.”
But Rahul’s heart refused to settle. After thirty minutes of growing unease, he excused himself from Madhavan and rushed home.
When he reached the house, neither Anandhi nor AaRa was there.
He waited for hours, panic building with every passing minute. He dialled her mobile repeatedly, but it was switched off. He drove around the city — to the hospital, to Rohan and Riya’s college — but found no trace of them.
In desperation, he even went to the prison and asked for permission to meet Suriya, only to be told it was not a visiting day. That gave him a strange sense of relief.
When he finally returned home late in the evening, he found a visibly tired and worried Anandhi sitting on the sofa with AaRa sleeping peacefully in her arms.
“Where were you?” Rahul rushed to her, voice thick with fear. “Why are you so late? Where is AaRa?”
He ran into the room to check on the baby, he calmed after seeing her sleeping peacefully.
Then came back and held Anandhi’s shoulders.
“What happened? Why is your face like this?”
Anandhi looked down and slowly pulled the collar of her blouse aside, revealing a red mark on her neck.
“A thief snatched my gold chain while I was coming out of the hospital,” she said quietly. “I chased him for a long time but couldn’t catch him. My old principal’s daughter, you know right, the cop helped me. we field a case.. She dropped me and AaRa home.”
Rahul let out a long breath. “I was so panicked. I thought something else had happened and you left me in rage.
You know what? After you left the hospital, I came straight home. I couldn’t breathe properly.”
Anandhi looked at him with tired eyes and asked softly, “What made you rush back so suddenly? Why couldn’t you breathe?”
Why do i need to leave you in rage?
Rahul froze for a second. He feared that Anandhi might have overheard his conversation with Madhavan. but looked like she had no idea..
He quickly dragged the topic away.
“Nothing… just worry for you and AaRa.”
I mean i left you both in hospital to chat i thought you are angry on me for that.
Rahul didnt expect , Anandhi suddenly rushed to him hugged him tightly.
“Sorry… I made you worry. I made your breathing uneven. I made everyone’s life suffer…”
Rahul couldn’t fully understand what she meant. He just held her closer. He assumed she got worried knowing i have to search for her everywhere.
That night, the room was lit only by the soft glow of the night lamp. Anandhi lay in Rahul’s arms, her head resting on his chest. The silence between them felt heavier than usual, filled with things neither dared to speak.
Rahul begins, you know what i felt like i died, the moment i realise i could not find you anywhere, your mobile is switched off, you scared me.
Rahul tilted her chin up gently and kissed her — slow, deep, almost desperate. Anandhi responded, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, turning into something more urgent, more emotional.
They undressed each other without words. Rahul’s hands moved over her body with familiar possessiveness, but tonight there was a trembling tenderness in his touch. Anandhi’s breath hitched as he entered her slowly, carefully, protected and gentle. She wrapped her legs around him, holding him as if afraid to let go.
As their bodies moved together in a slow, steady rhythm, tears slipped from Anandhi’s eyes. She buried her face in his neck, crying silently while he thrust into her with deep, loving strokes. Rahul felt her tears on his skin and his own eyes stung. He pressed his forehead to hers, his movements becoming slower, more intimate, as if trying to pour every unsaid word into her.
They cried together — quiet, broken sobs mixed with soft gasps and moans — without ever speaking the reasons. Anandhi cried because she knew the full truth of what he had done, she heard all the truth from his own mouth. yet she couldn’t bring herself to confront him be cause she feared it could cause him pain. She just wanted him to live the same way like i never know his darker side, i dont want to cause the pain. Rahul cried because he feared she might one day discover his darker side, and the guilt of hiding it from her was crushing him.
In that moment, their bodies and tears became the only language they allowed themselves. The sex was not just physical — it was their way of clinging to each other, of silently forgiving and being forgiven without naming the wounds.
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When they finally reached their peak together, they held each other tightly, bodies trembling, tears still flowing.
Rahul whispered against her hair, “I love you… more than anything.”
Anandhi only hugged him tighter, her heart aching with everything she could not say.
she whispered i will protect your love, pride and everything that's important for me.
They fell asleep like that — wrapped in each other, secrets still hidden, but connected through the only thing that still felt safe: their love.
One month had passed since Suriya was taken away.
Rahul had slowly brought Anandhi and AaRa back into their old rhythm. Their sexual life had returned a month earlier — intense, possessive, and filled with the relief of obstacles finally removed. With Suriya gone, Rahul felt like he could finally breathe his lifeline again. He held Anandhi closer at night, as if afraid she might slip away.
That afternoon, AaRa developed a mild fever. Rahul immediately took both of them to the hospital. Madhavan had also come to meet his friend, Dr. Priya Menon.
After the initial check-up, Rahul told Anandhi, “I need to speak with Madhavan for a few minutes. Once you’re done with the doctor, take an auto and go home with AaRa. I’ll join you soon.”
Anandhi nodded quietly and went inside with the baby.
Rahul and Madhavan met near the lobby, then moved to a relatively secluded corner behind some potted plants for privacy.
“Finally, you got what you wanted,” Madhavan said with a slight smile. “Suriya is completely out of your family.”
Rahul nodded. “Yes.”
Madhavan continued, “Your plan worked perfectly. If not, Suriya would have claimed the child and might even have pushed Anandhi for marriage again.”
Rahul stayed silent for a moment, then said, “I never wanted it to go this far. I just wanted to ruin his name so he wouldn’t come back to my family. But you… you made it worse. Now he’s in prison, facing serious legal troubles, and I had to take the house back too. It was a harsh decision, but I had no choice. I cannot think of a single day without Anandhi. She has doubts about me… it hurts. I want to fall at her feet and beg for forgiveness, but I’m terrified. The moment she thinks I’m at fault — that I’m the wrongdoer — I’ll be finished forever, I will look cheap before her eyes.
This truth must remain a secret forever. That Suriya is the real father… and that both of us were behind his downfall.”
A soft rustling sound came from behind a large potted plant and some leaves near the lobby.
Rahul’s heart jumped. “Did someone hear me?”
He quickly walked over and looked around the corner. No one was there. He waited a few minutes, scanning the area. Patients were moving about, but nothing seemed suspicious.
“What if Anandhi heard this?” he thought, panic rising in his chest.
He hurried back to the doctor’s room, only to find that Anandhi had already left with AaRa.
Madhavan tried to calm him. “It must have been the wind. The pot and leaves just shook. There was no one there.”
But Rahul’s heart refused to settle. After thirty minutes of growing unease, he excused himself from Madhavan and rushed home.
When he reached the house, neither Anandhi nor AaRa was there.
He waited for hours, panic building with every passing minute. He dialled her mobile repeatedly, but it was switched off. He drove around the city — to the hospital, to Rohan and Riya’s college — but found no trace of them.
In desperation, he even went to the prison and asked for permission to meet Suriya, only to be told it was not a visiting day. That gave him a strange sense of relief.
When he finally returned home late in the evening, he found a visibly tired and worried Anandhi sitting on the sofa with AaRa sleeping peacefully in her arms.
“Where were you?” Rahul rushed to her, voice thick with fear. “Why are you so late? Where is AaRa?”
He ran into the room to check on the baby, he calmed after seeing her sleeping peacefully.
Then came back and held Anandhi’s shoulders.
“What happened? Why is your face like this?”
Anandhi looked down and slowly pulled the collar of her blouse aside, revealing a red mark on her neck.
“A thief snatched my gold chain while I was coming out of the hospital,” she said quietly. “I chased him for a long time but couldn’t catch him. My old principal’s daughter, you know right, the cop helped me. we field a case.. She dropped me and AaRa home.”
Rahul let out a long breath. “I was so panicked. I thought something else had happened and you left me in rage.
You know what? After you left the hospital, I came straight home. I couldn’t breathe properly.”
Anandhi looked at him with tired eyes and asked softly, “What made you rush back so suddenly? Why couldn’t you breathe?”
Why do i need to leave you in rage?
Rahul froze for a second. He feared that Anandhi might have overheard his conversation with Madhavan. but looked like she had no idea..
He quickly dragged the topic away.
“Nothing… just worry for you and AaRa.”
I mean i left you both in hospital to chat i thought you are angry on me for that.
Rahul didnt expect , Anandhi suddenly rushed to him hugged him tightly.
“Sorry… I made you worry. I made your breathing uneven. I made everyone’s life suffer…”
Rahul couldn’t fully understand what she meant. He just held her closer. He assumed she got worried knowing i have to search for her everywhere.
That night, the room was lit only by the soft glow of the night lamp. Anandhi lay in Rahul’s arms, her head resting on his chest. The silence between them felt heavier than usual, filled with things neither dared to speak.
Rahul begins, you know what i felt like i died, the moment i realise i could not find you anywhere, your mobile is switched off, you scared me.
Rahul tilted her chin up gently and kissed her — slow, deep, almost desperate. Anandhi responded, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, turning into something more urgent, more emotional.
They undressed each other without words. Rahul’s hands moved over her body with familiar possessiveness, but tonight there was a trembling tenderness in his touch. Anandhi’s breath hitched as he entered her slowly, carefully, protected and gentle. She wrapped her legs around him, holding him as if afraid to let go.
As their bodies moved together in a slow, steady rhythm, tears slipped from Anandhi’s eyes. She buried her face in his neck, crying silently while he thrust into her with deep, loving strokes. Rahul felt her tears on his skin and his own eyes stung. He pressed his forehead to hers, his movements becoming slower, more intimate, as if trying to pour every unsaid word into her.
They cried together — quiet, broken sobs mixed with soft gasps and moans — without ever speaking the reasons. Anandhi cried because she knew the full truth of what he had done, she heard all the truth from his own mouth. yet she couldn’t bring herself to confront him be cause she feared it could cause him pain. She just wanted him to live the same way like i never know his darker side, i dont want to cause the pain. Rahul cried because he feared she might one day discover his darker side, and the guilt of hiding it from her was crushing him.
In that moment, their bodies and tears became the only language they allowed themselves. The sex was not just physical — it was their way of clinging to each other, of silently forgiving and being forgiven without naming the wounds.
When they finally reached their peak together, they held each other tightly, bodies trembling, tears still flowing.
Rahul whispered against her hair, “I love you… more than anything.”
Anandhi only hugged him tighter, her heart aching with everything she could not say.
she whispered i will protect your love, pride and everything that's important for me.
They fell asleep like that — wrapped in each other, secrets still hidden, but connected through the only thing that still felt safe: their love.
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