Strings Of Love

Chapter 80

"Ghar girvi rakh aaya? Kisse puch ke?!" Rita ji was not only taken aback, she was furious. Her son had his house mortgaged and he didn't even consult her.

"Mom.. I'm sorry I didn't wanna hide it. Aap sab ko pareshan nahi karna chahta tha." He sighed, knowing he was about to get an earful now.

"Pareshan? Ghar girvi hai, kaise koi pareshani nahi hogi? And don't tell me you didn't tell us because we would be worried, you didn't tell us because you knew we wouldn't allow it!" Rita ji retorted, she was so upset that her son didn't share anything with her. He never did that before, he always used to let her know about the things that would bother him and used to talk it out with her.

"Am I right?" She asked again, it made him look up and nod.

"Mom, please calm down." Preeti got worried, looking at her mother literally angry after such a long time.

"Tumne iska sath diya na? You two were in this together? Why Preeti?" Rita ji asked her daughter.

"I'm sorry, Chhotu bohot stressed tha aur uske paas time bhi nahi tha. Pichli baar Bank walo ne jo gadbad ki thi uske baad, hum risk nahi lena chahte the Mom. I agree we should have told you." Preeti confessed, be it today or tomorrow they had to tell everybody about the mortgage someday.

Rita ji looked away, hurt. She was worried about her children, even though they were grown ups and had the right to do everything they wished to with their life but the transparency they had always maintained had been compromised this time. She had never interfered in their life and she wasn't planning to do it either but the fact that her son's house was mortgaged was a big deal. It was an apartment worth crores of rupees and so was the company her husband had left behind. Now that she knew what everything was about, she was afraid that if the weather didn't improve in the upcoming days, her son would be facing the worst consequences.

"Mom trust them, inhone baat bhale hi chhupai lekin intentions bure nahi the. And we all know Sid ne itni mehnat ki hai, wo bekar thodi na jayegi?!" Ajay said, trying to ease up the tension.

"You're right." Rita ji replied.

"Sidharth, come here." She patted the space beside her with that.

"I'm sorry Ma." Sidharth apologised again. He had deliberately asked Preeti to zip her mouth because he knew nobody would let him pledge the apartment.

"I understand. Lekin beta tujhe bhi ye samajhna chahiye ke kitni badi baat hai humare liye, Shehnaaz ko bhi nahi bataya?" She replied, trying to make him understand that relationships don't work out this way.

"Mujh se zyada toh wo tension leti, upar se aaj kal apne internship me itni busy rehti hai. Khush rehti hai. Mai usko tension nahi dena chahta tha." He replied.

"Aur agar teri jagah wo hoti toh? Tujhe kitna bura lagta?" She asked him again.

"Hmm. Mai baat karke aata hu usse." He nodded, letting it sink that he might have not thought about this thing thoroughly and making his upstairs.

There she was, all wrapped up under the quilt from her head to toe facing her back towards him.

"Shehnaaz?" He called out but she didn't respond.

"So gayi baby?" He asked, joining her on the bed.

"Hmm?" He further tried to peek to see if she had actually slept and heard her sniff. So hadn't slept, she had been crying.

"Tu toh rahi hai!?" He exclaimed, pulling on her shoulder and trying to turn her on her back. She jerked his hand away, pulling the quilt over her head. He sighed, wrapping an arm and leg around her and shuffling her towards him.