06| New Home

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Published on 25th February 2021.
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- S H R U T I -

From the amount of tiredness filled in my body, I could easily say that even ten hours of sleep wasn't enough for me.

Just when I opened my eyes, I saw Rishabh gazing me. I was about to stand up but before I could, he smiled and pressed his lips on mine.

Wait a minute!

I pinched myself and suddenly everything started to fade away. I opened my eyes and saw the bed empty.

So, it was a dream?

Ofcourse.

It's not that we had something between us in past.

Also, our courtship period was just of fourteen days. And in that too, five days were spent in wedding rituals.

Standing up, I checked the time- 9:30 am. Seriously? Why didn't anyone wake me up? But, from whom should I expect? That's not the main problem. The only thing I know is that I'm late.

Pacing towards the bathroom, I tried opening it but it was locked from inside. Was he using the bathroom?

Sitting on the bed, I took a glass and poured water in it. I sipped it slowly and walked inside the closet to select my clothes. As they were inside the suitcase, I had to do double work to see them.

And arranging them at this time would prove that I'm a stupid. It would be nothing but a waste of time.

I picked up my towel, underwear and a good-looking saree. Wearing a dark red saree is the best thing I could do on the first day. I remember mumma reminding me that a ton of guests would be here.

Sigh...

Just when I turned back to walk out, I collided with a wall. But I was never standing beside the wall. Rubbing my forehead, I looked up and saw Rishabh.

Okay, this was expected.

But seeing him only in a towel wasn't expected.

"You're alright?"

"I... I am... fine." I stuttered. Really? People are correct when they say that you can't talk to your crush without stammering.

Correction. Ex-crush.

But he was never my ex.

What is ex-crush?

"I need to change here. Can you..."

"I'll go to bathroom." I said and ran towards the bathroom door. Locking the door, I kept my clothes on the stand and paced towards the toilet. Doing my daily chores, I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower.

I am late!

Shit!!

Wearing the underskirt and blouse, I roughly wrapped the saree around me and walked inside the closet. Fitting the upper border inside my skirt, I wrapped it two times around me and threw the rest on my shoulder. I took the front part and started making pleats but it didn't come out to be good.

That's what I don't like!

Time is less and I need to be perfect.

I wore a saree yesterday but it was made up of another material. And the material I was wearing today was different, and was hard to handle.

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