The wife said that she would go to her maternal home and take care of the sick mother, at midnight the husband checked the location and she was in a lodge. He immediately got there and… What he saw, he turned to stone…
That day was Friday. After dinner, his wife – Pooja – packed up the suitcase and hurriedly said to her:
“Mummy has been very weak for the last few days, I will probably have to go to her maternal home for a few days to take care of her. ”
Her husband – Arvind – just nodded and said:
“Okay, go carefully. Call me if anything. ”
The two had been married for 7 years, had a young daughter. Life was simple, not very rich, but fulfilling. Arvind had complete confidence in his wife – she was calm, simple, and always caring for the family. But for some reason, that night when he saw Pooja carrying a suitcase, a strange uneasiness arose in his heart.
That night, the daughter went to bed early, and Arvind was upset even while watching the cricket match. At 10 pm, she sent a message: “Have you arrived?” – Pooja immediately replied: “Yes, I have arrived.” Mom is tired, I’ll do some cleaning and then go to bed.
But what surprised her was the loud Wi-Fi signal that accompanies the message – even the right network is hard to find in Pooja’s mother’s village house.
Arvind fell silent. She opened the location-app — which the two had set up to “protect each other”. It was never her intention to doubt, but today an unspoken fear pulled her in.
When the map opened, it was as if someone had hit her heart: Pooja’s location was in a small lodge called Shanti Lodge, 8 kilometers away from her house.
At first he thought it was probably the fault of the system. He closed the app and opened it again, but the result was the same. His heart began to pound, his hands trembled.
He muttered: “No… It is not possible… Maybe she’s staying at a friend’s place, or her mobile phone is showing the wrong location…”
But in the end, curiosity and pain did not allow him to rest.
At around 11 o’clock, he reached the place with a car.
The road leading to the lodge was dark and deserted, the broken neon lights were dimly shining. Arvind stopped the car a short distance away, his heart bouncing. He stood there for a few minutes, then walked forward with trembling steps.
When she asked at the reception, the young woman looked her up and down and said:
“In room 203, a woman named Pooja checked in at 9 o’clock. ”
Arvind’s whole body became as cold as ice.
He began to climb the stairs, every step seemed to strike him in the chest. Approaching the door of the room, he heard clear voices – a man’s voice… And in the midst of him was the voice of a woman, whom he immediately recognized: his wife.
Arvind was stunned.
He didn’t dare to open the door, just leaned against the wall, while the voices from inside were tearing through his soul.
Seven years of marriage, evenings spent together, laughter with my daughter – everything suddenly seemed like a lie.
He was about to turn around when a man’s voice came from inside:
“You stay quiet, the doctor will come in a while, he will take care of it. ”
Doctor?
Arvind frowned, ears pressed closer to the door.
A few moments later, the door of the room opened. A doctor in a white coat came out, medical bag in hand. Arvind stepped aside, startled. The doctor said in a low voice:
“Nothing has happened to him, just a panic attack. Bring them to the hospital next time, don’t try to handle them alone. ”
Arvind was further confused when he heard this.
He immediately peeked in – and his heart seemed to stop. Pooja was lying on the bed, her face white, her hands trembling. Next to her sat an elderly woman – Pooja’s mother.
Pooja’s mother looked back at her and was shocked:
“Arvind, how are you here?”
He stammered:
– “I… If you look at the location… So…”
The elderly mother took a deep breath, her eyes were red:
“I had high blood pressure on the way and fainted in the car. This lodge was nearby, so people brought us here so that the doctor could come and check. Pooja was just nervous. ”
That’s when Pooja looked up. His eyes were wet and tired:
“You… You thought I would…”
Arvind had no words left.
All the suspicion, the anger – turned into shame and remorse in an instant. He stepped forward, grabbed Pooja’s hand and said:
“Forgive me. I was just upset…”
Pooja shook her head, tears streaming down her face, and said:
“I understand… But next time give me a little more confidence… Okay?”
Arvind bowed.
The sound of rain echoed outside the room. He grabbed his wife’s hand tighter.
The feeling of regaining what she had feared losing filled her heart.
He did not return home that night.
He stayed with Pooja and her mother, taking care of medicines, water, warm clothes.
Pooja sat at her mother’s head all night, her face pale with fatigue, and there was no hint of betrayal anywhere.
In the morning, as sunlight entered the room, Arvind suddenly understood a simple but profound point:
love is not just about trusting, but also about the patience not to hurt that trust with your doubts.
After that incident, he deleted the location-app.
Just made a habit of sending a small message every day:
“Are you okay today?”
And Pooja would often send a heart emoji.
And for him, that’s all… It was enough to relax.
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