Monday, 3 December 2018

Part 3 : Lucky...Who? Me...?

It's been over a week since I came to this house…everything was going normal…that's what everyone believes…but is it?..i don't know  whether I should call this a normal married life or not..that day –yes my first night was the only time when we kind of talked with each other..from that night onwards  it has just restricted to "good afternoon" and sometimes " good night"…and why no "good morning" coz he doesn't get up before 12:00 p.m… I have heard about rock music freaks, even speed freak, but party freak... I don't know if that's a word or not… just look at him….he parties almost every night..although I don't know much about him but what I do know is his daily routine…a very unique one…getting up at 12:00 in the afternoon sometimes even at 1:00 p.m……then going to the office for half day…and from there to party…that's his daily schedule…it sometimes make me sick… how could a person be like this…but I can't do anything..After all it's his life..so.. this was  something about my husband which I have noticed…and I knew about him…..and about my mother- in – law..what can I say..she is one of the most chilled out person I have ever met…my first day in this house..i went to her room..she freaked out when I called her "sasuma"..she looked at me and said "riddhima don't you ever call me "sasuma" again.. "sasuma" sounds too old…it's too old fashioned…
do I look old …okay so what if I am just 25 years older than you…and I am still young…call me "mom"..got it"….that was the first time after 10 years when I said the word "mom"..i thought that she must be the like the "typical ones"..one which we see in serials..but she is the complete opposite…the best thing I like about her is that she doesn't like to interfere….she gives me my space …freedom to do whatever I want to do…and this is what helped me to adjust in this new environment…and about my father-in- law I never had the chance to talk to him..coz I have hardly seen him in the house…he is mostly away on business trips…..this was something about my new family…

It's almost 12:00 p.m.  time for him to get up…I quickly made my way to the kitchen to make breakfast for him…it kind of sounds funny-yes having breakfast at lunchtime but that's his routine…after making the breakfast i waited for him to come down…i15 min. have passed and he still hasn't come down…I went to the room and saw him sleeping …. "armaan ..armaan..get up… you are already late…armaan.." but no use…I bet he even heard me…  I looked at the clock…if he doesn't reach office in an hour dad definitely going to be pretty mad at him… "what should I do now" I thought… coming closer to him I tried one more time to wake him up but no use… " I think I should call mom.." thinking this I about to get up when I felt him pulling me towards himself..and before I could do anything I was lying above him…he held me tightly…and then I heard " I want a kiss…" he said…I was kind of shocked when I heard this…  "armaan …are you okay…what are you saying..? " but then I realized that he was saying this in his dream…looking at his face I really wanted to laugh very badly…it was very difficult for me to control myself….but somehow I managed to control….i tried releasing myself but couldn't…then I heard him again… " come on I want a kiss"..that was it…now it was out of my question to control myself….and without thinking much…I picked up the glass of water and sprinkled some on him….coz it was not possible to splash on him…. he immediately got up.. I released myself and ran towards the door… standing at the door I saw him rubbing his face… " so Armaan you want a kiss….come and get one.." I said and ran out of the room…while I was walking down, the line which I just said was playing in my mind… "armaan you want a kiss….come and get one…" I had no idea what made me say that… "what all he must be thinking about me..?...how could I say something like this ?" I thought…now I can't take back what I said…but it's not all my fault…it's mostly his fault…he was the one asking for a kiss…he was the one who held me in his arms…. In his arms thinking about that made me blushed… I reached the table and after sometime I saw him coming down…wearing a formal suit…but he was looking handsome in that too…he made his way to the table…looking at his face I couldn't make out whether he was mad at me or not…but I was trying very hard to control myself..but when I couldn't ,I excused myself coz mom was there and I just can't laugh in front of her and went inside the kitchen…there I laughed pretty badly…since my back was facing the door I didn't knew when armaan entered the kitchen..suddenly I felt someone caught me by my waist..i could feel his breath on my neck..i stopped laughing…and before I could react.. " So Mrs. Armaan Malik…you were saying something…in the bedroom".. he said… "me…what? .."  I acted.. . "oh so you don't know what I am talking about… you want me to remind you" he said coming closer to me…this was the first time we were so close…our body just inches apart…I was finding it very difficult to look at his face…even stand there… "armaan.." I said looking at the door… I was more concerned about the face that what if someone enters the kitchen and see us like this.. "armaan…mom is calling me" I said looking at his face…this was the first time I noticed his eyes….there was something about his eyes…I don't know…but I just wanted to look into his eyes…those blue eyes..he came closer to me…now I was finding it very hard to speak properly…  "Ar…Armaa…Armaan…le..t.. m..e go" I said..  but the truth was that even i didn't wanted to leave from there… we were looking at each other…when " ahem…ahem"..i heard someone's voice…I looked at the door and saw mom standing there smiling at us… separating myself from him I ran and stood behind her… Armaan looked at her… " mom..i …I was going..just wanted to say goodbye" ….. "armaan" mom said looking at him then at me.. "have I said something..i know you were just saying goodbye…but why are you turning all red..ha" that's it..i knew we both were caught and that also red handed… she looked at me and said " riddhima.. you should also goodbye him.. he is your husband…okay let me turn my face the other way…"… as soon as I heard this I just ran towards my room…It was so embarrassing for me…standing there and see her pulling my leg….a smile appeared on my face…. while I was going towards my room I saw Armaan going out of the house looking down at the ground coz of embarrassment…and mom laughing….



This kind of broke the ice to some extent… but not fully…we still hadn't reached the comfortable zone… where we could just talk like any normal husband wife talks… we used to talk more like two people who have just became friends…that was fine by me…as long as everyone is happy I didn't minded this at all….and today we are going out for shopping together…mom ordered him to talk me out..coz after marriage I had never left the house… we were sitting in the car…I should be happy as we were going out for the first time..but I was not ….it's not because of him…it's because whenever I go for shopping flashes of that day… when my mom died..just comes back in front of my eyes…and today also I could see that… " Riddhima madam…if you want to shop here I don't mind but mom will…and I don't want that" he said …I came out of my thoughts and looked out of the window…we were outside the mall… I looked and smiled…parking the car we went inside the mall…



It's almost 5:00 p.m. ….we are shopping from half an hour…I was looking at some shirts for him…you can say that we came for shopping but the reality was that it was just me who was shopping….from the time we entered the mall I have just seen him talking on his phone…. I was still looking at some shirts…he came up to me and said… "riddhima….i have to go…some important work…you buy whatever you want to…I 'll come and pick you up…don't go without me…okay"…  "but.. Armaan…." before I could complete  he left…



I looked at my watch…it's already 10:00 p.m.  I was sitting outside the mall…looking at the road…then at the watch…the mall was about to close..there were not too many people around…. "armaan where are you…"  I thought…I turned my face the other side and saw two people looking at me-not looking but staring at me…I got pretty scared …one of them was looking quite drunk…I tried not looking at them…but when someone stares at you …how much you try ..You'll look back…the same was with me…  I again turned and saw them coming towards me… sweat formed on my forehead….i could feel the nervousness inside me …I picked up my bags and started walking very fast… I turned while I was walking and saw them following me…from walking very fast I started running…..I was looking at them  while running…and not looking in the front…the moment I turned around I saw a beam of light flashing in front of me…I couldn't see except the light and closed my eyes…

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