Author's POV.....
Nirmaan holds her in his embrace until she calms down. Subí's eyes were filled with tears. He kept rubbing her back trying to soothe her sobs.
"Shhhhh...it's all right, don't think about her..", he cupped her cheeks.
"Why she doesn't like me?, aisa Maine kya kiya hai?, (since before our marriage she is being the same.),I've seen, jab se rishta ki baat shuru hui thi, tab se, woh....." she couldn't complete her words and hugged him tightly, her head resting on his chest.
"Subi it's okay, don't cry, it's not because of you, woh tumse nafrat nahi karti, woh sirf apni galatiyon ki wajah se, khud ne naraz hain, unka gussa tum par nikalti hain", (she doesn't hate you, she is mad at her own mistakes)Subi looked up to his face with confusion tear filled eyes.
"Bua ji ne Bhaag ke shaadi ki thi(she ran away and married someone else before her Wedding)who wasn't from a very wealthy family,
apni shaadi ke 2 din phle wo bhag gai thi, but uss ladke ne unhe dhoka de Diya Aur(2daya before her Marriage she ran and that ram cheated on her.)unke sare paise Aur jewellery le kar woh unhe chod kar chala gaya...(he took all her cash snd jewellery and left her)she came back crying, but till then everything was destroyed and scattered in her life.
Dadu was ready to throw her out, but Dadi and rest of the family members stopped him. Uske baad unhone kabhi shaadi nahi ki, ab woh gaon main rehti hain...Dadi bhi zadatar wahi rehti hain...Aur unki tabiyat ki wajah se woh yahan aa bhi nahi pati"(after that she never got married...and lives in village.even dadi lives there and because of her she can't travel.
She didn't say anything and kept hugging . Feeling the comfort.
When a knock on the door, made them apart. She wiped her tears and opened the door. Maa and choti were standing there with Riddhi.
She stepped a side to let them in with a smile. "I'm sorry for everything",
"nahi maa, aap sorry mar boliye, isme kisi ki galti nahi hai. Bua ji ne jo kaha woh jhooth bhi toh nahi tha, Aur wo bas naraz thi...Iss liye bol Diya"(please maa, don't apologise, it's no ones fault,what ever bua ki said it wasn't really a lie, and she’s just upset, that's all.
Her mother in law wrapped her in a hug and kissed her forehead and gave her gift that she was supposed to give at breakfast table.
She thanked them all.
When her maa asked, "Tumne itna accha khana banaya tha...phir halwa kaise kharaab ho gaya...namak tak hum samaj sakte hain...lekin Hing?",(You made such tasty food, then how come you messed the halwa, I don't get it?)
the moment she asked Subí's faced flushed with embarrassment. She very well knew who and what was the reason for her blunder.
Not moving her head she looked at the reason of her embarrassment, trying to stop his smirk with his one arm crossed and other on his lips. "Inko to baad main batati hoon, badaa mazaa aa raha hai na inko," she murmured to herself.(Enjoy all you want, I'll show you once they leave)
"Kuch kaha tumne bachche?"(did you say something?), her mother asked
she shook her head in no. "Bhabi...apne batata nahi kaise hui gadbad...", (you didn't tell, how come you messed)
she asked amusement i her voice. She very well knew the reason as she was already setting the table when Nirmaan asked her about his wife and entered kitchen.
"Woo...main...woo..SORRY", she said not able to explain. "Chalo koi baat nahi, Baki sab to accha tha na."( Let it go now,Atleast rest of the food was good right?)
choti maa said, and she exhaled relaxing a little.
They turned to leave and asked Nirmaan to come fast as his father was waiting for him to go office. And they left closing the door.
The moment they left, Nirmaan was about to turn when Subí held his shoulder making him face him glaring at him with a pout. "Aapko Badi hassi aa rahi thi?(You we're enjoying a lot, weren't you?), kyun?, sari galti aapki thi..(it was all your fault)
"Acha, maine kya kiya, mujhe bhi to pata chale?"(really, what did I do?, he asked in a challenge tone putting his hands in pockets with a smirk plastered on his face shamelessly.
Subí mouth opens wide in shock, "Aapko nahi pata?"(don't know you)
, he just shrugged his shoulder. "Isn't that the the reason why I'm asking you?", "You...."she pointed her finger, but not able to utter anything she stomped her foot like a child and turned to leave.
Since yesterday she somehow managed to get into something embarrassing and every time the source was same. "Subi...is speed se to tu pura granth likh le legi, kaise khud ki embarrass karo apne pati ke Samne"(Subi, with speed you soon be able to write a whole scripture, how to embarrass yourself in front of your husband)
She was talking to her.
When a hand snaked around her bare waist from behind. A shiver ran down her spine, she couldn't even move. While Nirmaan's fingers were brushing all over her waist and stomach his face was in nape of her neck.
She was a little conscious, because of her curves.
Nirmaan was roaming around her waist when she slowly came out of his embrace and turning. She didn't want him to regret once he realised, she was never was confident in her body. She might be curvy now, but she was a really chubby kid all her life. The only reason of her weight loss was her sickness few years ago. When she lost weight. She had enteric fever.
Nirmaan looked her with knitting brows but didn't say anything and left from there picking his phone and laptop.
on the other hand Subi was sad. She was thinking Nirmaan is mad at her now. The day went by, it was almost 5, she was waiting for Nirmaan to call or message her. As she didn't have her number yet and she wasn't comfortable asking someone for his number. All were at work except for Dadu.
She decided to go sit with Dadu. Making some chai she knocked on his door. "Come in" a voice came and she entered. Dadu was sitting on his Giant chair by window reading a diary.
She came in putting tray on small coffee table and when Dadu told her to take a seat. "Sorry dadu, subha meri wajah se....(sorry Dadu, this morning because of me..)" No beta, don't Apologise...it's not your fault.".
"Dadu?" She said in questioning tone. Dadu looked up from his diary. " Dadi aapke sath nahi rehti?"( Dadi doesn't live with you?), a smile forming on his face hearing her name.
"Nahi woh, Jalandhar apne pind main rehti hain...Umar ke sath unka mann sheher main lagna band ho gaya tha..Shehar ki bheed bhari life unhe kabhi pasand nahi thi...Lekin woh sirf mere liye yaha ruki thi..." ( No she lives in village , with the time her heart yearns to go back, she never liked living in crowded cities, she lived all these years only for me),she was listening carefully sipping her tea.
"mujhe uski yaad toh Aati to ...par kya kar sakte hain...Aur vaise bhi main ákela thodi hoon.."( I really miss her, but what to do? And I’m not alone anyways..)saying he showed her the picture that was in Diary. A beautiful newly married couple was posing. It was a black and white picture.Dadu was just like Nirmaan all tall and build while Dadi was looking cute and little and a little curvy just ike her. She wasn't even looking at camera, looking all shy while Dadu had a biggest smile on his face.
She was seeing Nirmaan and herself in them. How they might look 50 years from now. A beautiful smile on her face.
"Tumhe pata hai...wo kabhi mujhe phone nahi karti...phir bhi hum bohot baatein karte hai ...", ( you know, she never calls me, but still we talk a lot)she looked him in confusion not understanding. He got up from chair opening his cupboard taking out a box and giving her .
There was pile of letters in it..some new, some old while other were aged turning brown. She was overwhelmed by their love.
"Jab Humara rishta hua tha ...to Maine tumhari dadi ko dekha bhi nahi tha....lekin hum ek dusre ko chitthian likh kar baatein karte the ...wo humesha mujhe ek phool bhejti thi...chupa kar jo mera dost la kar deta tha..." Dadu chuckled, wo humara vichola tha(middle man).When our alliance was fixed we hadn't seen each other, but we used to write letters to each other and she would always send a flower secretly with her each letter and my would somehow bring, middle man)
Aaj bhi unhe phone pe baat karna pasnd nahi..wo har mahine mujhe ek chitthi bhejti hain...Aur main bhi...uska intezar karta hoon...Aur jawab bhejta hoon.( Every month she sends me a letter and I always wait for it eagerly, to write her back)
He showed a envelope...which he got just today. " Now...go, let this old man talk to his wife in privacy", they both laughed and she left.
She was working in kitchen preparing dinner with the help of kitchen staff. It was 7 o'clock. Everyone was back home. But Nirmaan entered last went upstairs without giving any look to her. Which saddened her. Putting the thought on side she set the table within an hour everything was ready and all came for dinner.
The regular chit chat was going on table while Nirmaan was silent. Dadu was telling everyone about the letter he got. And young clan started teasing him.
After Dinner everyone left while Ritu and Riddhi helped in kitchen to clean.
After finishing she came to her room with a sad mood. It was complete dark when she opened the door. She looked around when suddenly a two hands covered her eyes. Knowing the familiar touch she didn't flinch this time. Nirmaan made her walk somewhere and she started taking small steps carefully. When her eyes adjusted to the light she couldn't believe what was in from of her.
Jhoola was decorated with cushions and a warm blanket placed there and those fairy lights were looking simple gorgeous. She took few steps closer mesmerised by scene. When she saw a tray covered with a cloth. She looked back at Nirmaan, he gestures her to look herself. Slowly she picks the cloth and now she was smiling showing all her teeth.
It was full with all her favourite sweets. She jumped and squealed in excitement. She threw her herself on Nirmaan giving him a tight hug and kissing his right cheek pressing her lips.
The moment she realised realised she tried removing her hands but Nirmaan didn't let her go and held her from her waist. Her hands were on his chest.
"Pehle pata hota ki thank you aise karogi to Aur tayaari karta..",( if I knew earlier, I would have done more preparations.)he kissed her nose. She just hid her blushing face in his chest.
"Sorry Maan, aapko naraz karne ke liye...",(sorry Maan, for making you mad.)but Nirmaan didn't hear anything except for his name sliding from her lips for the first time.
He made her look up. "What did you say?", "Sorry?", "No, what did you call me?" Even she didn't realise how she was able to call him that...it just came involuntarily.
"Aapko accha nahi lagaa?",( you didn't like it.)he didn't reply and pressed his lips on her. She was shocked on his sudden reaction.
Nirmaan kissed her lips with passion putting his hands between his cheeks and neck. She might not have responded the kiss equally but she was definitely liking it and closed her eyes enjoying the moments. Subi put sher hand on the back of his neck and other clutching his shirt.
Slowly they broke the kiss...panting hard out of breath.... "I LOVE YOU, BIWI" he said. Leaving a Shocking Subi staring his face. She couldn’t comprehend the fact how can he fall in love in just few days? Or is there something she doesn’t know?
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