Mr&Mrs...Whatever!

Chapter 14

*Abhay Pov*

I reached our home at 7pm but saw that she still didn't return from her office. I sighed and went inside the kitchen to have some snacks.

I looked into the cupboards to see that my favorite snacks are also there along with her's. I smiled because she still picked them out even though we fought.

I was waiting for one hour and then called her. After a few rings, she lifted and said, "Hello!"

"When will you come?" I asked her looking at the clock.

"One minute!" she replied and then I heard her saying, "Is it enough, sir?"

"It is more than enough Usha. I don't know that you could pull this off in just two days." I heard Raj asking.

"Thank you, sir." she said, and I can so feel her smiling.

"What is it?" she asked after a few seconds.

"Like I already asked you when will you come?" I asked her little harshly before I could stop myself.

There was a pause and I didn't hear her saying anything at all. She took a deep breath and asked, "Why? Did Shruthi didn't invite you for coffee?"

I can totally hear the sarcasm dripping in each word and not this is my time to take deep breaths.

"Look..." I started to say, but she cut me off saying, "Look, Mr.Whatever! I will come when I want, and I don't need your permission just like you don't need mine."

Saying this she hung up, and I glared at the phone. What did I do? I just asked her when she comes right. So what I asked her harshly, but she was acting so normally with him.

Let her come whenever she wants I will not care. I watched sports for some time and then decided to cook something for myself.

I cooked a few times before, but it was always so good that it never remains for others to eat. Or that's what I tell myself so that I will not get discouraged.

Finally, my fried rice is cooked or if that's what it is called still after having a look at it. I sat on the table and took a spoonful of rice. I smelled and felt like throwing it away immediately.

Then I thought even medicines don't smell good, but they are better for health right. What am I even thinking? I thought, shaking my head.

When I was in the process of put it inside my mouth, I heard footsteps coming near the dining table. I looked up to see Usha holding a packet and saw her looking at the plate in front of me.

"You cooked?" she asked surprised.

"Yeah!" I replied proudly looking at her, but it turned into disgust when I saw the plate.

"I never thought you were a fan of salads." She said frowning.

"Salad? This is fried rice." I said looking at her like she is crazy.

"Fried rice? There is rice in there! But why is everything in black color?" she asked confused.

"Because maybe it is black fried rice. Now do you want to eat it?" I asked her raising an eye brow.

She raised her hands up in surrender and said, "No way! I want to live at least until I give my presentation for tomorrow. And you too shouldn't eat it. Here, I brought the food for us."

Then I understood the packet in her hands is food. She opened it and I immediately smelled the chicken biryani smell.

My mouth watered and then I asked, "You have gone to a restaurant alone at this time?"