Their Equal Share

21.Massaging

Niranjana' s p.o.v.

I closed the door of my cabin and reached my chair.What was I thinking there in the elevator?How could I do this?What would he think of me? I think he too couldn't resist the pull for each other,his action seemed like that.A voice in me again emerged.

How am I going to face him again?It's not I regret it.It is because he don't want it.I won't deny the fact that I am attracted to him or may be little crush.Still I wish to keep my distance with him.

I would like to respect his thoughts and decision.I think staying each day with him under the same roof had stirred something in me.It is better to forget the elevator incident and remain unaffected.

When I reached home,I didn't wait for him to come home like usual.I had my dinner earlier and retired to my room,I felt it is better idea than facing him awkwardly.However after two days I found him in the living room couch.

He was sitting and laid his head back with closed eyes.His face looked tired and drained of energy.It is unusual for him to lay there on the couch like that.

"What happened?" I asked softly as much possible.His eyes flew open towards me and again closed his eyes.He didn't answer me.The nerve of this man.

I should not have asked him,he can go to hell.But still,my heart asked me to enquire him once again.And I did.

"Are you not feeling well?" I asked more softer than before with caution.

"I am tired,my muscles are aching and above all my head is paining like it would burst any moment."

My heart welled up, he shared his problem with me.He had considered to tell me about his sickness.

"I think you should take proper rest.Your spending more time in work and less time to rest.Wait a minute I will give you some massage it will get alright." I was about to move after saying this when he spoke.

"No need,I had suffered like this before also,a painkiller will do,I will take it later." by now he had opened his eyes and was ready to move to his room.

"No..listen to me,if you get this often,you should really get a massage.Often taking painkillers for smaller issues is not good.Let me do it." I said the last sentence in firmer tone.

I rushed to kitchen and heated the oil little warmer,and took another bowl and poured the normal oil without heating it.I carried two bowls to the living room.

"You would feel more comfortable for massage in your room.Let us go to your room." I suggested him.I saw him stiffening after I said that,hesitation was clear in his eyes.Is he thinking not to allow me inside his room.Because he never allowed anyone,even the maid to clean the room.

He seemed to be struggling with his thoughts,I finally decided to say that it was alright if we do it here than in his room,when I was about to open my mouth.He beat before me.

"Ok,lets go" he sighed and got up from his place and started climbing the stairs.I stood their gaping at him with my mouth open.He just allowed me to enter his room.

Suddenly I realized that he had gone to his room and I was still standing here in the living room.A new excitement developed in me along with an unknown fear.

This is the first time I am going to his room.When I reached the room,I frowned,the room was completely dark.I stood at the doorstep not knowing what to do and as if realizing my presence,he switched on the light.

I again gaped at the sight in front of me.The room was large,bigger than my room.A king sized bed,a balcony,a door of another room was opened and it was walk-in closet,and another door was there in the room,maybe bathroom.

The room was clean and neat.I was speechless though he didn't allow anyone to invade his room,he kept it neat,but still there were tiny dust particles which requires time to clean.

I wonder how did he find his time to keep his room neat when he is full busy in office.Not much clean but it was alright considering his work schedule.If he allowed anyone to clean, it would look more attractive.

"Are you coming in or going to stand there and return back to your room." I realized that I was still standing at the doorstep.

No way,this is the first time he had allowed me inside his room and I am not going to miss it.As I walked inside I looked at him,he had already changed his dress.

I guided him to sit on the bed and he obeyed.I cleared my throat, "can..you remove your shirt?"I said with hesitation.

And he removed obeying me and I gulped hard seeing his bare upper body.I controlled myself,

you can do this Niranjana,remember that you are a physiotherapist,consider him as your patient.You have seen your patients like this,you didn't feel anything with them.

But,he is your husband to whom you are attracted.Bloody hell,you only volunteered yourself to help him.My inner voice emerged again.

I took the warm oil in my hand,I placed my hand with oil on his back with shivery hands.First I slowly started to massage his back.I released a huge breath and started my work avoiding the sparkling sensation I felt while touching his skin.

I started massaging his shoulders and neck and his back.I found him gritting his teeth with a groan.I frowned at him,really I don't think massaging will feel painful.I shrugged it and continued my work.

After done with his muscles,I took the cold oil and starting massaging his head.I slowly moved my fingers with oil making sure not to apply more force on his head.I heard his moan and he threw his head back with his closed eyes.

His head hit my stomach giving a light push.My cheeks heated immediately.With little hesitation I continued my work with his head still on my stomach.I rubbed and massaged his temples in rotating forward and reverse motion.

"May I ask you something?" he asked his eyes still closed and his head on my stomach.I nodded and said yes.Hiding the tickling sensation formed on my stomach due to his head's contact on my stomach.

"You applied warm oil to massage my muscles and cold oil on my head.Why not same oil for both?"

"Warm oil will relax your muscles quicker and I used cold oil on your head because,if you apply hot oil on your head you will have hair fall." he just hummed in response still enjoying the massage.

It was really difficult for me,when he hummed and moaned.I gulped hard with this new feeling he had been creating.His sound didn't help me at all, including his head on my stomach.

When I felt it was enough.I lifted his head from my stomach and moved away.His eyes flew open immediately.

"Now you can sleep.Tomorrow morning take bath in warm water and you will feel better.Here after take good rest.These are all due to continuous sitting on the chair for long hours and being awake.Your stressing yourself more with your work.Take more rest." I said to him,he just slowly nodded his head.

When I turned around I noticed a rack fully filled with bottles.My eyebrows knitted together.Those are drinks,not mere drinks but alcohol.Many were empty bottle,few were half filled.But it didn't shock me but what shocked me more was the collections.There was huge in number,anybody can say by seeing that the person is alcoholic.

Addicted.

Why didn't I notice it before?because it is placed in a corner,anyone standing at doorstep cannot see it.All the moments shared just now vanished and only shock and disbelief was written on my face.I turned to face him,the way he stiffened at my gaze I know that he had sensed my feelings.

His jaw tightened and his eyes turned cold,before I can open my mouth he said it.

"I am tired.I want to sleep.You can move out now." I eyed him and the bottles,various questions rushing into my head.With no other choice I left his room.

With lots of doubt and confusion I went to my room.Is this what he is doing in his room after returning from the office?drinking.Is this the reasons he had not eaten the dinner many nights?Is this the reason he never allowed anyone in his room?