life goes rollercoaster

chapter-47: Heartless

Abhimaan's POV

Everyone had seated on their seats but there was no extra seat for me.

"Ye lo. Humare paas koi jagah he nhi h. Humara ghar v nhi chahta h ki koi bekar log rahe. (Oh see! We don't have extra chairs. Our house too doesn't want that some useless persons should stay). " Krushi's aunt said.
I bit my lips.
Krushi stood up from her chair.

"Thik bol rhi ho bua. Phir v woh bekar log adda jama ke baithe hain idhar.(You are right, aunty. Those useless people are still staying here.) Very bad." She said. Not said but taunted shaking her head to left and right.
She motioned me to take her seat and went to her dad and asked him to feed him. With that everyone started to take the dishes.
I looked for the plate with parathas but before I could take her Bua and Ruchika took all of it.
There was no dosa too.
"Krushi the paratha is really good." Bua said stuffing her mouth.
"Yes Nono they are very tasty." Ruchika said while taking more raita.

"Those were only for him Bua." She said in a annoyed tone.

She knows how to cook!

"You both never ate the meals that I made. Moreover aren't your calories going to increase. I made them with desi ghee ." She said.

"Tasty things doesn't have calorie." Ruchika said.

"You come with me." Krushi ordered me. She was getting angry. I looked at everyone but they already showed me sorry eyes.
I followed her to the kitchen.
"Can't you stand for yourself!" She yelled.
"Sorry."
"Yeah. You will say this."
"I made those for you but you!!"

I felt happy in this dangerous situation. I tried to stop my smile and luckily it stopped. If she'd seen me while smiling she would have definitely chopped me off.
"You know how to cook!" I asked which came out as exclamation.
"I know. "
"But you had said-"
"As if I wanted to make for someone in your house."
Right.
She took a container and put some potatoes in it and placed it over flame.
She chopped two onions , chillies and some corriander leaves.
She was chopping those will full rage as if she was cutting her enemy.

She made the dough. Her hairs were falling on her face and she was struggling to remove it from her face.
I streched my hand to help her but she glared at me.
She was literally throwing all the utensils which she required which looked like keeping.

She peeled off the potatoes and smashed it. She prepared the stuffings.
"Shall I help?" I asked her.
She glared at me again.
"Why are you getting annoyed?" I asked her.
"Why shouldn't I !"
"Please calm down. You are making it for me, right? Then why are you angry. Hmm?" I back hugged her keeping my head on her shoulder.
I felt something wet on my arms.
Is she crying?
I tried to turn her but she kept herself stiff.
*Sigh*
"It's okay. You are making it infront of me, that's enough. Moreover I got a chance to see my hot wife cooking for me." I tried to cheer her.
"Hey wifey I am hungry. Be quick. Please." I released her from the hug.
She hummed and started making the paratha.
After few minutes, the parathas were ready.
She plated them and took it to the dining hall while I followed her.
Everyone was sitting there except her bua and her daughter.
"Aren't you done yet?" She asked.
"How could we when you both didn't have your breakfast? We eat together did you forget?" Her bhabhi said casually.

We both sat and started to eat.

Krushi's POV

I don't know how to thank them. They waited for us. I am so proud of my family.
We were eating peacefully but that annoying Ruchika came.
"My dear jiju, can I have some aloo paratha from your plate. I really like them." She said with extra sweetness.
TW: extra sweetness is not good for health and also for life.