His Grumpy Wife

Ji

Kya khoob kaha hai kisi ne janab
ki Tum uska kya hei bigado ge
Jiski raksha khud upar wala karta hai
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Aniket's face registered a mixture of shock and surprise as he processed the words that had just left Alisha's lips. The unexpected revelation had caught him off guard, and his usually composed demeanor cracked, revealing a range of emotions beneath the surface.

His eyebrows furrowed as his eyes remained fixed on Alisha. The weight of her disclosure seemed to settle in the air between them, casting a new light on their interactions. The shock on his face was a reflection of the internal turmoil he was experiencing – a mix of disbelief, empathy, and a dawning realization of the pain Alisha had been carrying.

In that moment, Aniket's perception of Alisha shifted. The person he had seen as distant and detached suddenly revealed a vulnerable side, a hidden layer of her life that he hadn't anticipated. The shock on his face was a testament to the fact that sometimes, people's exterior masks a complexity that only becomes visible when they choose to share their stories.

As the silence stretched, Aniket's mind raced, grappling with how to respond. He understood that this revelation was significant, and he felt a renewed sense of empathy towards Alisha. The shock on his face was not just a reaction to her words, but an indication of the depth of his understanding and the impact of her honesty.

"Alisha ji... Alisha ji ap aisi baatein kaise kar saktin hain "

"Munh se Mr Maheshwari and please apse request kar rehin hein ki ab hume ap yeah gyaan dena mat baith jayega ki life kitni important hai aur hume kaise usse pyaar karne chahiye wagera wagera i am done with that i know that so please simple sa ek request hai do not ask me about it and i prefer you should go home as it's getting late "

Alisha replied as she glanced towards the clock as it indicated that it was past midnight

" Bye Mr Mahehswari "

"Goodnight Alisha ji "

Though Aniket wanted to talk more and get to know about the demons Alisha was fighting with but he couldn't do that because he knew Alisha was not yet ready to share those tales which she had lived and had spent countless nights crying about it and hoping not to wake up the next day

Alisha stirred in her hospital bed as the warm rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle golden glow in the room. The soft illumination danced on the walls, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the brightness that had roused her from slumber.

The events of the previous days flooded back into her consciousness – the tensions within her family, the confrontation with Krishiv, and the moments of unexpected support from unlikely sources. The emotions still lingered, but in the quiet of the hospital room, there was a sense of stillness, a temporary reprieve from the turmoil that had surrounded her.

As Alisha took in her surroundings, her gaze settled on the window, where the sun's rays painted intricate patterns on the floor. She felt a mix of emotions – relief at waking up to a new day, contemplation about the journey that lay ahead, and a renewed determination to overcome the challenges she faced.

Gently shifting in her bed, Alisha propped herself up on the pillows, allowing herself a moment to absorb the tranquility of the morning. The room was filled with a sense of renewal, a reminder that each day brought with it the possibility of change and growth.