A Love So Unbeautiful ft. KL Rahul [Slow Updates]

A fresh start?

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
-Khalil Gibran

"Is there someone you like?" Bhai asked.

Sakshi bhabhi's face clearly showed, she was expecting that one name. It isn't just a hearbreak for me, but for her as well.

"Nahi bhaiya!" I said sternly.

Sakshi bhabhi looked at me shockingly, but she did try to hide her expressions from bhaiya.

"Aap logo ki nazar mein agar koi prospective hai toh you can tell me, mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai.." I continued.

"There is a guy, vo apni family ke sath kal aayega, I hope you are okay." Bhaiya said in his usual calm tone.

"Ji bhaiya!" I said.

Rest of dinner went silently, we had our food, and proceeded to our respective rooms.

I was sitting near the window of my room, all shattered from inside, but trying hard to not shed tears.

I heard a pair of feet approaching me.
It was Sakshi bhabhi. She came to my room, and locked it from inside.
She came near me, sat beside.

There was pin-drop silence untill she decided to interrogate me.

"Why didn't you say his name?"

"Whose?"

"Rahul's ofcourse."

"Kyun? Main uska naam kyu leti?" I said trying to normalise it.

"Kuchh hua hai na aaj."

I bursted into tears, not being able to hold my emotions anymore.

Sakshi bhabhi hugged me and said, "Its okay, ro lo, its okay to cry it out sometimes. Ro lo jitna ro sakti ho, par remember, kal subah I want my old Mala back, the fiercy confident, Malawika Singh Dhoni. Hmm?"

"Bhabhi it was all my fault, mujhe pta nahi vo sab kyu laga jo kabhi tha hi nahi..." I said in a cracky voice.

Bhabhi smiled slightly and said, "Maa-Papa ne tumhe bachpan mein chalna sikhaya tha na?" I nodded in a yes. "Girna toh nahi sikhaya tha, nahi na. Par girna bhi zaruri hai, girogi nahi toh uthogi kaise. Life toh aisi bohot saari thokarein degi, tackle karna aise hi seekhogi.."

I embraced her in a tight hug.

Next day,

"Mala you are ready na?" Bhaiya asked in a concerned tone. "Mujhe achha sa feel nhi ho rha. Please tell me you are sure."

I had no courage to speak up, so I simply nodded my head.

It was evening, and the boy's family had arrived.
Sakshi bhabhi along with Bhai were busy in their hospitality.

Soon I was aked to come their. And me least interested in their introduction, though I was not supposed to show my disinterest, sat their.

Utkarsh, Utkarsh Gupta was his name.
Sakshi bhabhi, who herself was disinterested in all this, said, "Malawika why don't you and Utkarsh have some conversation alone. So that you can know about each other."

"Okay bhabhi!" I stood up from the sofa, signalled him to come along with my eyes. I moved forward and he follewed me.

I took him to the study. Study was certainly the best place in the whole house, and my favourite too. Ofcourse, me and Mahi bhai are avid readers.

"You are a writer too? If I am not wrong?" Utkarsh asked trying to break the ice.

"Hmm!" I replied with a nod.

"I have read few of them, honestly speaking you are such a good writer.
I am literally your fan!" He was chearful, just like a child.

"Thankyou so much!"

"Okay everything aside, lets talk about main topic, yeh rishtaa..."

"See, I will be honest, I loved someone, but he didn't love me back. Agar aapko iss se koi takleef nahi hai, toh mujhe iss rishte se objection nahi hai." I said almost coldly but calmly.

"Mujhe achha laga aapne mujhe iss kaabil samjha ki aap mujhse ye share kar sakein. I understand. But I am glad you are up for a fresh start." Saying this he forwarded his hand.
I shook hands with him.

"Aap chaliye main aati hu." I told him. He went.

I took out my phone. And texted him,'So excited to share this with you Rahul, I am getting married. Thought of sharing this to you the first, just like you did! 🙂❤'

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