Walking from left to right in her room, Preeta passed her minutes while feeling extremely angry on Karan. The reporting time for the party was seven in the evening while her dear husband had not even called her if she was ready or if he was coming to receive her.
"In the morning, he was showing his great husband aura. Now, what happened that he hasn't even called me? I don't want to go. My mood has fell. I am going to change..." Kritika cut Preeta's words while shaking her head.
"There must be really some work, bhabhi. Tell me, why would bhai ever ditch you? Just wait for his call. He might be coming hurriedly." Preeta sighed angrily and sat back on the bed. She stared at her hands and thought why Karan hadn't called her yet? How he couldn't remember that he had himself planned to go to the party?
Suddenly, Preeta's phone rang and excitedly she got up to pick it from the drawer. She breathed in relief at seeing her husband's name on the screen. Picking up she didn't wait to show her anxiety.
"Karan, where have you been? Its nine'o clock right now? Do you even want to go?" She breathed hard and heard his chuckle through the phone.
"I am so sorry, Preeta. I was caught up in an urgent meeting." Preeta sighed and looked at her lap feeling upset.
"So, are you coming now?" She heard his silence and was about to say something when he spoke up,"No, I mean, yes. Kabir is coming to pick you." Preeta widened her eyes and opened her mouth while looking at Kritika who was confused by her expressions.
"But why? You are my husband, Karan. I want to go with you..."
"Preeta, I really wanted to come and go with you but I still have to wind up the matters here. Kabir will come to receive you and I'll meet you at the venue only." Hearing his words, Preeta felt disappointment. She bit her lip and felt getting angry by each second.
"Fine and I'll enjoy with Kabir only. I don't know you anymore." Kritika chuckled along with Karan making Preeta huff angrily.
"Preeta, please. Try to understand. I know it's my fault. I promise I'll make it up to you. By the way, Kabir has his own date for the party." Preeta felt herself getting more disappointed.
"How awkward it's going to be? I am going to a party alone, without you. We are newly married, Karan. It will be humiliating for me to walk alone." This time her husband sighed in desperation.
"It won't be because I'll be there before you'll even reach."
Preeta felt her heart breaking as she slowly whispered,"Fine. Come soon. Okay?" She heard him humming and finally cut the phone.
Kritika shook her head while watching her sister-in-law mood getting down. She got up from the bed and reached her. Holding her shoulders from the back, she turned Preeta to look at the mirror.
"Kritika, what are you doing?" Kritika rolled her eyes and answered,"Trying to stable your confidence." Preeta's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she stared at her mirror image.
Kritika took the loose drape of her saree and pinned it to Preeta's shoulder. In this way, her sexy blouse was more visible and she looked more beautiful. She crossed her arms and met Preeta's eyes through the mirror.
"Look at you. You look a hot, new bride. Trust me when I say my brother's going to lose his breaths, tonight..." She observe Preeta's eyes which was roaming on her black-red saree. It was wholly of net fabric. It showed Preeta's milky white midriff as she had wore saree at low waist. "Don't spoil your mood, if he can't come. You just enjoy. I know my brother very well. He's going to convince you, anyhow."
Preeta nodded tiredly reminding herself of truly who was her husband. The stubborn, The Karan Luthra. "... But make it hard for him." She giggled at Kritika's words and nodded. For the last time, she checked herself in the mirror and decided that she won't let this go easily.
