Mr&Mrs...Whatever!

Chapter 17

*Usha Pov*

Suddenly I was being shaken uncontrollably. I opened my eyes to find that my dear husband is the culprit for it and has worried features on his face.

"What happened?" I asked him confused.

"What happened?! We are getting late." He replied, moving back a little from my face.

"What is the time?" I asked him yawning.

"It's past 9. And I already got so much late, but you are going to be late." he replied looking at the clock.

"We can sleep for some more time." I said closing my eyes.

"What happened to you? I am saying here that we got late, and you are talking about our sleep." He said and again started shaking me.

"Mr.Whatever! It is Saturday and in our normal human world, we actually have no office. So will you let me have some more time of peaceful sleep?" I asked him still closing my eyes.

"Oh!" that's all he said, but continued saying, "Then Ms.Designer shirt you are not going to sleep."

"I will ask you later why should I not sleep, but the nickname you are using is no longer correct for me." I said looking at me.

"And why is that?" he asked confused.

"I am not miss anymore. I am married to Mr.Whatever." I replied smiling.

"Then your name will be Mrs.Whatever." he said leaning down.

"Yesterday I was called like that by the secretary." I said, moving away from him and got up from the bed.

"Where are you going?" he asked confused.

"Well, you told me right that I am not going to sleep so I am getting up to get freshen up." I replied smirking.

"That's not what I meant." He said frowning.

"For me, that's what it meant." I said, winking and then started to get ready.

After I left the washroom, he went inside to get ready. I entered the kitchen and suddenly saw so many dishes to be cleaned, which were utilized to prepare the dinner yesterday.

I started cleaning them and then left after finishing them to see him standing there looking at me.

Now I should prepare the breakfast. I thought sighing and then thought why my mom never taught me how to organize everything.

Oh I remember now she was just busy in fighting with my dad. I again looked at Abhay and thought did we both too behaved like them only.

"What are you thinking?" he asked, coming near me.

"My parents and their chaos." I replied without thinking.

"Now I remember why you never talked about them did?" He asked holding me.

"There was not anything to talk about them. They had a love marriage, and I saw the side effects of it every time. Those side effects stopped me from saying anything. " I replied, shrugging.

"Love marriage? That's so cool. I always wanted to have a love marriage after watching my parent's side effects of arranged marriage." He said sighing.

"Arranged marriage? This is actually what is called cool. I always wanted to have an arranged marriage." I said sighing myself.

We both just stood there frowning at each other. This is not good at all. We both want different type of marriages, but we can't say what type of marriage is ours.