I woke up feeling absence of manik around me, I moved my hand around the bed but didnt feel him, I opened my eyes and I saw the clock, shittt its 4 pm fuckk I slept sooo Long man
I ran to the shower, thanks to manik I wasn't sore at all because of the bath we took, I showered and out on some black lacy thong and one of manik's t shirt which fit me like a dress
I cleaned up the room and walked to the kitchen, I saw manik shitless cooking something, I also smelt cookies, red velvet cookies my favourite. I tip toed to him carefully I slid my arms around his waist hugging him from the back
He jumped a little but settled down feeling me, he pulled me infront of him lowering the burner
"Good evening jaan" he said kissing my lips
"Evening manik, why did you get up I was sleepy" I said kissing his chest
"I know babe, I troubled you a lot last night but I know my jaan is hungry too" he said and I shook my head but my stupid stomach growled making a really loud noise that made manik laugh
"You traitor" I said looking at my stomach
"Shush and hop up" he said and I jumped in his arms, he put me on the counter and handed me a plate of chicken and rice
"Yummmm" I said looking at it, I forwarded a bite to manik and he ate it and pecked my lips
"Hollyyy ball nuggets, this is too good, mani I didnt know you could cook so well" I said literally moaning at how good the food is
"Thank you mrs malhotra" he said winking
We ate sitting on the little island in the kitchen well I was on the island manik sat infront of my in the chair, we were talking about random things. Married life is great I mean its not much different than you know what we had going when we were dating and when we became fiances
"Manik" I suddenly called him, he looked at me from the sink where we was washing dishes, he refused to let me wash them
"Give me a second" he said maybe he senses something
he finished washing the dishes and then picked me up carrying me to the couch in our room, we sat there watching the sun setting into the sea when his phone rang
"Manik pick it up na" I said becasue he kept nuzzling into my neck instead of picking up his phone
He grabbed the phone and gave it to me, putting his head in my lap like we used to in the old apartment. He was playing with my hand looking at the sun
"Hello" I spoke on the phone
"Give the phone to my son right now" I smirked hearing her
"Excuse me I think you mean the person you left a long time ago because he isnt your son"
Hearing this Manik looked at me and I knew his mood is fucked now,
"Give him the damn phone right the fuck now" she yelled and Manik got up from my lap but I pulled him back pouting 'stay'
"He can't talk on the phone whats wrong" I asked
"GIVE HIM THE FUCKING PHONE RIGHT NOW YOU FUCKING WHORE" she screamed and Manik snatched the phone from me im guessing her physcotic scream was loud enough for him to hear
"What do you want" he said keeping the phone on his chest on speaker
"WHEN THE FUCK WERE YOU GONNA TELL ME YOU GOT MARRIED"
"Well why would I tell you, you are no one to me" he said like its no big deal but his face clearly showed hurt
"MANIK YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU MARRY A FUCKING SLUT LIKE HER"
"SAY THAT AGAIN AND YOU ARE GONNA BE FUCKING BEGGING ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD SOMETHING AND SECOND I DONT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT WHAT YOU THINK, I LOVE NANDINI AND I DONT NEED TO EXPLAIN THIS TO YOU" he screamed back
"You know what fine, you want spoil your life with a whore do it but I need my monthly checks" wait what monthly checks
"YOU ARE GETTING NOTHING NOW BUZZ OFF" I screamed and cut the call throwing his phone on the bed
"What the fuck does she mean by monthly checks" I said and I saw Manik mummble a 'shit' under his breath
"Manik what the crap is going on"
"Nothing"
"Seriously, dont you dare lie to me, are you giving her money" I asked and I knew the answer seeing his face but I wanted to hear him say it
"Its nothing nandini, just drop it" he seemed irritated which is understandable
"No I cannot drop it, are you giving her money every month" I asked again
"Ya its not a big deal" he said getting off my lap
"What the fuck Manik, since when"
"Since the night you asked her to choose between leaving or staying in my life to be a better mother"
"FUCKKK MANIK SERIOUSLY, FOR THAT LONG YOU AHVE BEEN GIVING HER MONEY FROM THE PAST 4 YEARS WITHOUT LETTING ME KNOW" I couldn't help my voice from raising
"Stop yelling at me"
"Manik this isnt such a small think, its a lot of money"
"So what huh so what, I earn enough to give her some money, its not a big deal" he said inturupting me
"It is a fucking big deal"
"I dont wanna talk about it" he said
"Well I do so you are gonna talk to me, sit your ass down and have a conversation" I said and he sat down again
"Why are you arguing with me, its seriously no big deal just a small amount of money" he said
"Do you seriously not see what the problem here" I asked lowering my voice becasue I know he hates it when I yell at him
"No I actually dont"
"FUCKING GODNESS MANIK SHE IS TAKING YOUR MONEY, AND YOU ARE GIVING IT TO HER LIKE NO BIG FUCKING DEAL" I yelled this time losing my patience
"FUCKS SAKE NANDINI ITS NOT A BIG DEAL, JUST DROP IT, ITS MY FUCKING MONEY AND I WILL DO WHAT I PLEASE WITH IT SO FUCK OFF AND DROP THIS TOPIC" he yelled back
I could feel my cheek burning up and my eyes starting to water not just at the tone but his words, in our 5 year relationship Manik has never and I mean never yelled at me ever like he just did that too for a person who doesn't give a shit about him
"Fine keep doing what you are doing," I said giving him a small smile as I gulped the emotions that were in my throat
"I will, I dont need your permission" saying this he walked outside of our room
I watched him leave, watched him crush me like I meant nothing especially after last night. I dont cry very often I try to keep it together but I am a human and yes what he said was really hurtful. But I cannot breakdown like this.
I took a few deep breath but tears rolled down my cheek, I turned around and spotted the water jug, I quickly had a few glasses gulping them down I dug my nails in my palm which tend to help a little with the tears.
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