life goes rollercoaster

chapter-70

"Eeewwww!!! Yuck! So bitter!" Abhimaan took a tissue and wiped his tongue.

"What bitter? It's completely fine." Abhay said.

Abhimaan took a bite from Krushi's plate.

"It's completely fine and even tastes better." He thought.
Everyone noticed his facial expression change.

Abhishek stood from his chair and took a spoonful of kofta curry from Abhimaan's plate.

"Bhai don't eat it!"  Krushi exclaimed but it was too late.

"Eww! It's too bitter!" Abhishek gulped water quickly.
"Don't drink water , it will taste more bitter. Here eat this." Krushi passed him the pickle jar.

"Why did you do that?" Abhimaan asked.
"Think why did I do that." Krushi side eyed him.

*Abhimaan sighs*
"But why did you have to give me this bitter food?"
"Cause dear husband, I can't break your handsome face and this bitter thing is good for your health." Krushi said passing him a flying kiss.

*Everyone clears their throat*

"Uhh..... Uhhh.... Eat your food." Krushi focused on her plate.
"But what is this?"
"Bitter gourd kofta."
"What!...... I won't eat this! Then why are they not eating!" He whined.

"Why will we eat! You eat. Your wife has made for you specially." Pritika exclaimed.

"When you were in my house, you told so many sweet things sweetheart. And considering that I thought you might get diabetes . So prevention is better than cure." Krushi gave Abhimaan a tight-lipped smile.

"Hitler." Abhimaan said under his breathe.
"Whatever." Krushi replied.

"I am sorry."
"Not accepted Mr. focus on your plate." Krushi said and started to eat from her plate.

"Mmmmm." He pouted and everyone sitting there looked at him weirdly.
"Mouse." Aarav pointed at Abhimaan.
Everyone laughed at him.
"Don't laugh! Whatever mine is yours and whatever yours is mine. So your plate is also mine." Saying he took her plate and started eating.

"Hey! That's mine." Krushi said but Abhimaan gave her an air kiss.
"You!" Krushi huffed and served herself in another plate.
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"Sorry" Abhimaan followed Krushi wherever she went.
"Sorry na" he took a hold of her anchal and continued following.
"Pwease" he imitated a baby's voice.
Without getting bothered by him, Krushi continued to arrange her sarees in the cupboard.
Abhimaan huffed and scooped her in his arms and placed her on his lap while sitting on the couch.
"I am sorry." He pecked her cheek but she turned her face.
"I am sorry." He held her face and pecked her cheek continuously.
"I shouldn't have shouted. Sorry." He leaned onto her nape and mumbled.
"Please forgive me. I don't want to recall that day. Please understand that it's an horrible past which none in our house wants to recall."

Krushi just hummed.
"Did you forgive me?"
*Silence*
"Please say so that I can prepare myself to coax you more."
*Silence*
"Krushi"
She abruptly stood only to be pulled down again.
She glared at him.
"Bua!" They heard Aarav shouting.
She tried to stand up but Abhimaan held her tightly.
"Leave." She sternly said.
"No."
"Leave. He is calling me."
"No. Till you don't accept my sorry."
Krushi again tried to get up but vain.
"Ok. Accepted. Now leave."
"As you wish but not before a kiss." He said.
Krushi groans.
"Mr. Baraskar, do you want to get kicked or what?"
"Bua!" Aarav entered the room.
Krushi was shocked to see him. She suddenly stopped moving for sometime.
"Mr. Baraskar! Leave!" She whisper yelled.
"Nope."
"Aarav, here." He called him.
"Bua why are you sitting on uncle?"
"Leave!"
"Aaru come here."
"What are you doing?" Aarav hopped towards them.
With his one hand Abhimaan picked Aarav and placed him on Krushi.