Sumellika Short Stories

1. Beautiful Revenge (part 15)

Hello ! Welcome to part 15...

Raghav and Azaad were seated in Raghav's office room at home, the usual air of control and sharpness hanging between them. Raghav, ever the calculated businessman, was immersed in the details of an important order.

Raghav: "Once Mahesh Behl completes the order, you'll see his shop's name all over the city on hoardings. By the way, did Shetty call Mahesh Behl?"

Azaad, flipping through the file with a nod, checked the status.

Azaad: "Hmm..."

Raghav nodded absently, his mind already on the next step of his plan.

Raghav: "Alright, but neither that crazy old man nor Siya should ever find out that I suggested his name. If they do, he won't take the order."

Azaad sighed softly, the weight of Raghav's repeated instructions evident in his tone.

Azaad: "Yes, Sir. You've mentioned that more than once."

Just then, the door knock disturbed their conversation and Siya standing there, her presence like a breath of fresh air in the otherwise heavy room, took a step ahead. Raghav looked up at the sound, momentarily caught off guard by the warmth in her voice.

"Hello , Raghav !"

Her tone was light, soft, almost sweet—a contrast to the coldness he was used to from her. She turned to Azaad, greeting him with equal cheer.

Siya: "Hello, Azaad! How are you both? Is everything fine?"

Raghav found himself momentarily lost in her sudden change in demeanor, the sweetness in her words catching him off guard. He was used to her sternness and reserve, but this... this was different.

Siya: "Andar aasakti hun?"

Azaad, sensing Raghav's distraction, quickly responded, noticing how lost his boss seemed.

Azaad: "Yes, yes... Why not, Bhabhi ? It's your house, after all. Please, come in."

She smiled warmly at Azaad before walking in, her graceful movements matching the brightness in her eyes.

Siya: "Raghav, did you have your dinner?"

Raghav snapped back to attention, his trance broken as he stammered.

Raghav : (trance broke) "Huh ? N-No !"

Siya's eyes lit up, her excitement infectious as she spoke.

Siya: "Great! I made a Maharashtrian thali, especially for you! It's got all your favorite items. It's almost ready. Come to the dinner table in 10 minutes, both of you."

Raghav blinked, slightly caught off guard by her unexpected kindness.

Raghav: "S-Sure... We'll be there."

She nodded, flashing a warm smile before leaving the room. As the door closed behind her, Raghav's face darkened slightly, his thoughts spiraling.

Raghav: "Azaad... today feels like the last day of my life. Take care of my mother and Saumya after I'm gone."

Azaad stared at him, confused, his tone laced with concern.

Azaad: "What nonsense are you talking, Sir ? Bhabhi spoke to you so sweetly."

Raghav's eyes narrowed, the weight of his thoughts pressing on him.

Raghav: "That's the problem! Are you married? No ! Then you won't understand. When a wife speaks so sweetly, it's the sure sign of your last day on Earth."