34.
“Kanha, please mere gaal ko tamatar ki tarha laal mat hone dena unke samne” I pray under my breath as I jump inside the closet.
(Kanha, please don’t let my cheeks turn red like a tomato in front of him)
I press my palms against my burning cheeks and squeeze my eyes shut. Because obviously they will turn red. How can they not? Kal maine apne husband ka haath pakda… so sharam to aaye gi naaa.
(Yesterday I held my husband’s hand… so of course I will feel shy)
“Aahhhh…” I whisper dramatically, hiding my face inside my hands. The moment was sooooo dreamy. And the difference between our hands… my both hands can easily fit inside his one hand.
The memory flashes in my mind again and my heart starts beating faster. When his hand touches mine, my soul almost leaves my body. Trust me.
“Chup kar ja warna khud hi nazar laga degi tu” my subconscious suddenly says, sounding extremely done with me.
(Shut up or you will cast an evil eye)
I quickly nod my head like an obedient child because… he is right. I am going crazy, man. I like him. I literally have a crush on my own husband and he held my hand. Ufff… tum gareeb kaha samjho ge ye feeling. I shake my head.
(Ufff… you poor people will never understand this feeling)
I finally step out of the closet and walk toward the mirror. I stare at my reflection carefully, adjusting my hair and taking a long, deep breath to calm my racing heart.
Today is my first day going to work as Shaurya’s PA. To be honest… I am really scared. I just hope everything goes well today.
“Sakhi, main hoon na” Kanha suddenly says while happily licking makkhan.
(Friend, I am here, don't worry)
I sigh deeply and cross my arms. “Is liye to aur dar lag raha hai” I reply, narrowing my eyes at him, teasing him exactly the way he always teases me.
(That’s why I’m even more scared)
“Kanha, main to na sahta” my subconscious suddenly adds, pouring pure ghee into the fire.
(Kanha, I wouldn’t tolerate this)
“Sakhi, main gussa ho jaunga” Kanha warns dramatically.
(Friend, I will get angry)
I roll my eyes instantly and shake my head while looking at my reflection again. Mujhse zyada dramebaaz to ye hai.
(He is more dramatic than me)
“Okay, sorry” I say quietly and walk out of the closet.
I look around the room, my eyes searching for him everywhere but he is nowhere to be seen. I have not seen him since morning. And whenever I talk to him, or tell him anything, or whenever something happens between us… he just disappears for the entire day.
I sigh softly and grab my bag from the bed before walking out of the room. He should at least wish me luck.
“Huh… belt nahi, inhe drum treatment chahiye mujhse” I mumble under my breath while walking.
(Huh… not a belt, he needs a proper drum beating from me)
As soon as I come out of the room, my steps slow down when I see Grover and Tara standing in the corner of the hallway. Grover is holding her wrist tightly while Tara is trying to free her hand from his grip but there is a shy smile on her face.
“Awww…” I whisper to myself, watching them with a soft smile. They look so cute together. Tara is holding a bouquet in her hand and the flowers somehow look just like her… soft and pretty.
I quietly start walking downstairs, trying my best not to disturb their little moment. I carefully place each step, hoping they will not notice me. But of course… I fail.
“Sita!” Tara suddenly calls my name. I stop mid-step and turn around just in time to see her running toward me with a wide, excited smile on her face. I give her a teasing smile in return.
“Best of luck… aur is baar kaam karna. Do mahine mein do jagah se bhaga di gayi hai tu” she says, crossing her arms dramatically.
(Best of luck… and this time actually work. You have already been thrown out from two places in two months)
I glare at her instantly, narrowing my eyes at her. But before I can say anything, she suddenly leans forward and plants a quick kiss on my cheek. And then she runs away from there like a thief.
I blink my eyes in complete confusion, standing frozen for a moment while trying to understand what just happened.
Slowly, I turn my head toward Grover. He is standing there with the most tragic expression on his face…like he might cry any second.
I dramatically flip my hair over my shoulder with pride. Because I get the kiss not him. Huh.
“Ma’am, this is for you” he says suddenly, his voice shifting into a completely professional tone as he walks toward me.
He extends a bouquet of lilies toward me. I look at the bouquet for a moment… then slowly lift my eyes to look at Grover again. My chin wobbles slightly.
“Groverrrrrrrr!” I say dramatically, taking the bouquet from him and hugging it softly against my chest while making a happy crying face.
“Thank you so much! I’ll tell Tara to give you a bonus” I add excitedly, admiring the bouquet again. The lilies look so fresh and beautiful. It is such a sweet gesture coming from this robot man.
“You are the best, maa’am” he says shyly, rubbing the back of his neck. I smile widely at his words.
“Yes, I am” I reply proudly and start walking downstairs while admiring the bouquet again. Grover quietly walks behind me.
When I reach the living room, my eyes immediately start searching around the space, hoping to see him somewhere. But he is nowhere in sight.
I think he has already left for work. A small sigh escapes my lips as I walk out of the mansion and sit inside the car. Grover takes the driver’s seat and starts the car smoothly.
“Boss is busy with an important meeting” Grover suddenly speaks while focusing on the road.
I blink my eyes in surprise. Ohh… so that is why he does not show up since morning. Anyways, Sita… what else can you expect from him? You are the one who likes him, he doesn't like you.
I stare outside the window quietly, my fingers softly tracing the petals of the bouquet in my lap.
He cares for me… that much I know. But I do not think he has feelings for me. And I am never going to tell him about my feelings either. What if he is just taking revenge? What if the moment I confess everything… he'll be like Dhappaaaa.
The car suddenly stops, making me slightly jerk forward. Before I can even ask Grover what happened, the other door of the back seat opens. My breath instantly gets stuck in my throat.
He steps inside the car and sits beside me. For a moment, I just stare at him in complete shock. He is on a call, speaking in a low, cold voice that instantly makes the air around him feel dangerous.
His hair is tied back neatly and he is wearing a dark burgundy suit that fits him perfectly. The sharp lines of his jaw look even more defined today.
Never in my wildest dreams i thought I would marry such a fine man. But wait…I straighten my posture slightly and lift my chin with pride. I am no less than him. In fact, no one is better than me.
“Inhe to khushi se duniya jeet kar mere naam kar deni chahiye ki mujh jaisi biwi mili hai… khair” I think dramatically while looking ahead.
(He should happily conquer the whole world and put it in my name for getting a wife like me… anyways)
“Hum aapke hi hain… acche se dekh lijiye” His deep voice suddenly pulls me out of my thoughts. My eyes widen instantly and I quickly shake my head, realizing he has caught me staring at him.
(I belong to you only… look at me properly)
“I… I was looking… t… I…” I try to say something, anything but the words refuse to come out of my mouth. My tongue feels tied in knots.
Embarrassed, I immediately shut my mouth and turn my face toward the window, pretending to be very interested in the view outside while silently cursing myself.
“Aura ka pakora kar deti hoon main khud ka… Kanhaaaaa…” I complain inside my head dramatically.
(I completely mess up my own aura… Kanhaaaaa…)
I can clearly feel his gaze on me. I know he is smirking right now. I close my eyes for a moment and take a slow, deep breath to calm my racing heart. Then I slowly turn my head toward him again.
But he is already busy looking at his iPad, his expression serious and focused. I stare at him quietly for a moment. If he has such an important meeting… then why is he here?
“Humein gun dijiye apni” I say softly, extending my hand toward him.
(Give me your gun)
Without even taking a second to question me, he calmly takes out his gun and places it on my open palm.
His thumb lightly brushes against my palm for a brief second…
or maybe he slightly presses it there. It lasts only a nano second but my whole body suddenly turns cold…
while at the same time something strangely warm spreads inside me.
My toes curl inside my shoes at his small action.
I swallow slowly, trying to calm the strange storm rising inside my chest.
“Aap puchenge nahi humne kyun maangi aapki gun?” I ask softly.
(Won’t you ask why I asked for your gun?)
He slowly turns his head toward me and leans back comfortably on his seat, his sharp eyes locking directly with mine.
“Kyun maangi aapne hamari gun?” he asks in a calm, deep voice.
(Why did you ask for my gun?)
I blink my eyes at him. Why is he behaving like a joru ka gulam right now? Sita… pighalna mat, I warn myself inside my head.
(Sita… do not melt)
“Jab koi hume pareshan karega to aapki gun dikha denge” I say with a mischievous smirk, staring at the gun in my hand as if I am about to play with its honor.
(If someone troubles me, I will show them your gun)
“Aur aapko koi kyun pareshan karega?” he asks calmly, his face completely straight.
(And why would anyone trouble you?)
I sigh softly and place the gun carefully on my lap. “Main bahut masoom hoon na… is liye” I say honestly.
(Because I am very innocent)
Suddenly, Grover starts coughing violently in the front seat.
“Grover, are you okay?” I ask immediately, leaning forward with concern.
He quickly nods his head while grabbing a bottle of water and gulping the whole thing down in one go like his life depends on it. I blink my eyes slowly while staring at him in confusion.
“Haan to main kaha thi?” I say, turning back toward him again. He is already looking at me with the same blank expression on his face.
(So… where was I?)
“Aap bahut masoom hain” he says in a calm tone. I proudly nod my head at his words.
(You are very innocent)
“Pata hai aapko… jab ham school mein the na, to hamare seniors hamari tiffin kha lete the aur ham unhe kuch nahi keh paate thi. University mein aaye to ragging mein phas gaye the ek do baar… but is baar aapki gun hai. Jisne bhi kuch kiya… Dhichkiyaon!” I lift the gun dramatically and pretend to fire it.
(You know… when I was in school, my seniors used to eat my lunch and I could never say anything to them. When I came to university, I got ragged once or twice… but this time I have your gun. If anyone does anything… bang!)
Then I slowly look at him again. And I can see it… a tiny smile on his lips. Just a little… but he is definitely smiling.
“Ma’am, don’t worry. I’m here now” Grover suddenly says from the front seat. I instantly make an aww face while looking at him. This giant man is actually such a cutie.
“Grover, you are the best person I have ever met in my life” I say honestly, pressing both my hands against my cheeks while looking at him with admiration.
Because honestly… no one apart from my family, Tara, Shaurya, Yuv, Om and Ishi has ever said those words to me before. And here he is, saying them.
Suddenly, the man sitting beside me grabs his gun from my lap and places it back in its place. I immediately look at him in confusion. His face has suddenly turned cold.
“Why did you take it back?” I ask softly.
He does not look at me. Instead, he turns his face toward the window. His hands slowly turn into tight fists. What happened to him?
“There is no bullet inside it” he says in a flat voice. I slowly nod my head while staring at him, confused by his strange behavior.
The car suddenly stops in front of the office building. I look outside at the tall building and take a deep breath to calm my nervousness.
“I’ll go to meet Maa and the others and will come late” I say while turning toward him. His head instantly turns toward me.
“Why?” he asks shortly.
“She called me for dinner” I reply simply.
He stares into my eyes for a moment, his gaze intense and unreadable. Then he slowly nods his head and looks away from me.
I step out of the car. Somewhere deep inside my heart, I wait… just a little… hoping he will wish me luck. But he doesn’t.
I quietly walk inside the building. The moment I enter, I see my whole gang standing near the entrance with wide smiles on their faces.
“Bhabhi aayi! Bhabhi aayi!” Om, Shaurya and Yuv say together, clapping their hands while singing dramatically.
(Sister-in-law has arrived! Sister-in-law has arrived!)
I smile proudly at their drama. “Khush raho bachcho, khush raho” I say in a blessing tone, placing my hand on their heads one by one.
(Stay happy, children. Stay happy)
But somewhere behind us, someone’s fists tighten even more at this scene.
“Let’s go. We will show you the entire office” Yuv says in a suddenly professional tone. I narrow my eyes at him suspiciously.
“Hehe, bhabhi… yahan par strict ban kar rehna padta hai, warna log halke mein lenge” he says.
(Hehe, bhabhi… here we have to stay strict, otherwise people will take us lightly)
I slowly nod my head, agreeing with him. I walk inside the building with them and they start explaining literally everything about the company, every department, every floor and how everything works.
Zayran stands silently, watching the man carefully as he works on a gun in front of him. The sharp metallic sounds echo softly in the quiet room. The weapon is being made with precision… every small part checked again and again.
For whom?
For his wife.
Because she asked him for a gun today and he does not want her to use a used one.
He slowly walks back and forth across the room, his heavy footsteps echoing on the floor. His mind is completely lost in his own thoughts.
Again and again, his gaze falls on his hand… the same hand that touched her palm in the car. His fingers slowly curl and uncurl as if he can still feel the warmth of her skin.
“Boss… we have to attend a meeting” Grover says slowly from behind him.
Zayran suddenly turns his head and looks at him with a sharp glare. Grover instantly gulps nervously under his gaze.
Without saying a single word, Zayran turns around and starts walking out of the place. Grover quickly follows him from behind, completely confused.
Because Zayran has been behaving strangely since morning… ever since they dropped his madam at her workplace.
He steps inside the car and sits in the back seat. Grover silently takes the driver’s seat and starts the car smoothly.
Just then, Zayran’s phone suddenly rings. He glances at the screen. It is her mother calling. He stares at the phone for a second before finally receiving the call and placing it near his ear.
“Zayran… where is Sita? She is not picking up her calls” her mother’s worried voice comes from the other side.
And for a moment…his heart stops beating.
“Isn’t she at your house?” he asks quickly, grabbing his iPad with sudden speed and trying to track her location.
“No… she didn’t come here till now and her phone is switched off” her mother says. Now her voice sounds even more worried and anxious.
“Wait… I’ll call you” he says shortly before cutting the call in a hurry.
His fingers move rapidly on the screen as he tries to trace her location but nothing appears. Her location is not getting tracked.
For the first time in twenty years… he feels something close to fear. Just a little.
A cold feeling spreads slowly inside his chest. It feels like he is about to lose everything again. Like everything around him is about to shatter into pieces once more.
But this time… he is not the same man. This time he is strong enough to hold what belongs to him and keep it close… no matter what.
“Where are you, feather?” he whispers slowly under his breath, his voice dangerously calm.
The air around him suddenly turns heavy… thick… thick enough to suffocate a person to death. And his eyes…Someone’s destruction… or maybe his own… is clearly visible inside them.
Yeah yeah I know the chapter was very short?? I have written three different scenes since last night but none of them felt right.
You know… that pheeling just wasn’t there ?? And the scene I gave as a spoiler yesterday also didn’t feel right while writing, so I removed it. I’ll write that scene some other time.
Aap sab bahot gande hoo?? bEcHaRe zayran ne last chapter me hath katne ko kaha to aap sab ka dimag kaha kaha chala gaya?? matlab chichorapana rukna nahi chaiye kuch bhi ho jaye???♀?
Aur maine kaha hug karwa du gi dono ka to aap logo ke to kiss na to ye na to wo na ki demand shuru kar di. Matlab hath kia pakdaya to aap sab sir par aa kar baith gaye ?? (karwa du gi jo jo kaha hai aap logo ne??)
Aur next chapter me hug nahi ho ga I mean abhi thoda time aur lage ga?? bas ittu sa?? jada nahi.
Aur mai ye nahi kahu gi ki next chapter ek dam aag lagane wala ho ga because jab jab aysa bolti hu sab gud gobar kar deti hu mai ??(expert hai tumhari author is cheez me)
Aaj ke liye itna hi please chote chapter ke liye galiyan nahi taliyan de kar jaye because mai aapki choti si moti si nanhi si munhi si beautiful si cute si chatpati si author hu nawwww??(ye sab harkato ke bad galiyan+?? do ge mujhe aap log...pata hai mujhe)
Aur manna pade ga aap log bade ismart ho gaye ho?? samjh gaye ki author ne kal bola hai to chapter pakka parso aaye ga?? trust me goiz pahli bar aysa ho raha hai mere sath.
Mere purane readers ko pata hai mai regular update deti thi aur jo time batati thi us time chapter dal hi deti thi but ye ab aysa hone laga hai jo sudharna pade ga mujhe jald se jald??
Sowryyyyyy bahut bak bak kar li. Bieeeee ??????????????????????????????????