His Sunflower🌻

CHAPTER 8

"What?" Ishaan asked startled.

"Call him, Mr. Majnu. I can tell that you miss him. Talk to him."

"But-"

"No buts. Just call him. We can talk about us after you are done speaking to him." Ishaan was interrupted again by her.

"Okay" Ishaan replied hesitantly. He was going to call Swayam after almost five months. As the ring was going on, his palm started sweating.

After a few rings, Swayam finally picked up the call.

"Ishaan... " Came a hesitant voice from the speakes.

A tear finally dropped down his eyes at the sound.

"Ishaan, are you alright love?" Even after everything Swayam's first instinct was to check if Ishaan was alright.

"I'm fine, and you?" Ishaan replied, trying to keep his voice stable.

"Now that I got to hear your voice, I'm fine too."

"Oh my God!" The person next to Ishaan exclaimed. He had completely forgotten about Ruchika. He turned to look at her. She had heard what Swayam said as the phone was on speaker.

"Ishaan when are we going to meet your boyfriend? I want to meet him." Ruchika said excitedly.

"Is that-"

"My wife? Yes." Ishaan interrupted Swayam.

"Don't worry Swayam, I will file a divorce soon. He will be all yours after that." Ruchika was practically bouncing on the couch. She was more excited for them then they themselves were.

"What's going on Ishaan?" Swayam asked confused.

"I-" Ishaan was interrupted again by Ruchika.

"I'll tell you. Lets start from the top. My name is Ruchika and I'm Ishaan's wife but don't worry we were never 'husband and wife', if you know what I mean." A chuckle could be heard from the other side of the phone. Ishaan just kept gaping at his wife. She was never like this before, neither in reality nor in the nightmares he had months ago.

"So anyway, my dear husband here finally decided to tell me what was going on. He finally told me about you. Well, better late than never. Anyways we were both forced into this marriage. I had a boyfriend that I wasn't allowed to marry and Ishaan had you."

"Wait. You have a boyfriend?" Ishaan asked, shocked.

"Had." came the reply from Ruchika.

"Oh."

"Don't worry. I'll get back with him."

"Huh?"

"Why are you so slow Ishaan? I'm filing a divorce so that we can be with the people we love. Damn Swayam, how did you handle this dumbbum?"

A roar of laughter came from the speakers. A sound that Ishaan missed more than anything. It felt good to talk to Swayam and hear him laugh again.

At that moment, Ishaan knew that things would be fine. They would be fine. The road ahead won't be easy, but they would get through it together like everything else they have faced. Now he not only had Swayam and Swayam's family but also Ruchika to help them through. He never would have expected his life to be such a mess but it was a beautiful mess because he had Swayam by his side forever. Just like how a Sunflower seeks the Sun, Ishaan would always find a way to go back to Swayam. Because he was Swayam's favourite flower. His Sunflower.

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