Wild Romance

~ADJUSTING TO NEW HOUSE~

"Yes maasi ma, I am alright! Don't worry about me. Mom and dad seemed really nice. Ridhima di left but asked me to call her anytime I need. Leave me, Tell me about you and ...is dad okay ?"
"Beta everything is fine here. Your father is also good. I will not lie but he was sad and said he missed you and your mom the most on this day. And  I too miss you massi ki Jaan!"
"Mee too maasi ma!" And felt a slight ache in my heart.
I talked to maasi while fixing the pallu of my Crimson red saree with a pin. I let my hair fall open as massi ma always said I look better in free hair. I  was not able to carry much traditional sarees as my stepmother told me that now it was duty of my husband to buy them for me and now I can no longer  waste my father's money on myself , felt very sad  to me and I was confused of why will he buy me clothes? but I didn't say her anything. I bought few good sarees with my salary. I knew I needed them for a few days only, as  After that I'll go back to work and there I had to  wear formals mostly which I had enough thankfully.
I woke up with a high pitched sound that faded my sleep completely. My whole body trembled and my heart beat got really fast. I woke up to see him smirking and knew he did that on purpose. After a few good moments, I collected myself and brought myself to the reality.
I don't know why but I feared him and couldn't gather courage even to meet his gaze. I felt timid near him and last night  when he held my wrist I felt insane shivers down my spine. I don't want to tell maasi ma about all this as she will stress out and I dont want that . I consoled myself that this marriage was arranged and it will take some time for us to adjust. He must be not comfortable of sharing a room with someone. It would be difficult for him to adjust in this arrangement but for me it was not that difficult.
I had been adjusting all my life so it was not a big deal for me. When my mother passed, massi ma took care of me and gave me all the love she could and I am grateful for that a lot, but a mother's love is irreplaceable and I had to adjust with it. My cousins used to fight with me a lot but I stayed silent most of the times as I didn't want to be the cause of unhappiness and conflicts while living in their house. In college I have to study economics and finances rather than fashion designing which was my passion as my father said that I'll not be able to get a job in it easily and he will place me in the company after college. I wanted the opposite but I had to adjust. Two years after college completion, here I am the  wedded wife of sehgals which was also via an agreement, so i was quite familiar to these adjustments and making compromises.
Before wedding,  My massi ma made me understand certain things about my new house and I fixed them in my head immediately.
Apart from this,  I was very nervous and anxious  about the first day. I didn't want to get late so I bid farewell to my maasi and looked a last time in the mirror to make sure I was looking a perfect newly wed.
As I saw my reflection I observed that  my red bangles were shining brightly through the mirror and were covering a good portion of my arms. My silk saree was really nice and radiating positive vibes. I mentally thanked myself for picking up that saree. I had to wear sleeveless blouse as my stepmom told me to do so to make a good impression, i didnt understood why it was so because it was making me slightly uncomfortable and I never wore even this much revealing dress before, so i draped the remaining fabric of saree on my back and it covered a good part of my back. The strings of the blouse were hanging down along with my long hair which stopped near my lower back. I wore a little makeup to look  presentable. I had my mangalsutra on but the vermillion was missing. I realized it and applied it in the partition of my hair. Finally I  was looking complete.
The irony was I appeared happily wed from my physical appearances and accessories but in the real life I  feared my husband and he hated me. I broke my chain of thoughts and started moving.
I started moving out of the bathroom but stopped at the door.
What if he was still there? Waiting to torture me again? These warnings ran in my head and my breath got heavy. He was far too scary and I don't want to mess with him again. I just wanted to make my way towards the kitchen to be around comfortable people which were my in-laws.
Somehow, I gathered courage and took a quick scan of the room. And the giant room was empty, so he was gone. I sighed and made my way downstairs.
"Kaynat beta!!" Aunty said excitedly and took me into her arms.
"Namaste aunty".
"Call me ma like varun does beta g!"
I smiled hesitantly and nodded.
"Did you slept well beta? It's a new place for you but i am sure you'll get used to it my dear." She said and I nodded hesitantly and suddenly  it reminded me of last night when he made me sleep in that heavy lehnga. But I couldn't tell her so instead I smiled.
She was way too happy and I don't want to ruin her good mood in the very morning itself. And if he came to know about this he could also get angry so I kept quiet.
"Shall we start with the ritual?" Ma asked delightedly and i nodded. I used to make food at my house and knew how to make basic and traditional  dishes. But ma told me to make desert only as the food was prepared by the attendees already.
"Call me without hesitation if you need help bacha". She said and I nodded. I was happy to find a mother figure like her. She radiated the warmth that I  craved for since childhood.
His son surely needs to learn something from her!! I sighed.
I tied my hair in a bun and secured it with a clutcher. I put my saree's pallu over my shoulder and stuck the remaining fabric in the edge of saree near my belly. I started my job and carefully put the ingredients, hoping to make a delicious dish and not to make a bad first impression. After it was done i poured it in a bowl and took it to the dining area. I silently prayed everyone likes it and HE too.
After some time, his father arrived all dressed up for office and i immediately  greeted him. He smiled and patted my head.
He took a seat at the main chair and attendees started serving him. Just like my father he also goes to office early I thought to myself.
It really takes a lot to build and run an empire.
"Kaynat your father told me you manage the finances at the firm. Really impressive beta i must say! You should really Give some advice to that hasty husband of yours to keep the investors at the office happy and not to rush things."
Dad said and my smile faded.
How could i advise HIM!
He does not even want me to talk to him and raise my concerns and here dad was asking me to advise him.
He might kill me!
I silently shook my head and served him the gajar halwa I  made as my first kitchen ritual.
"This is indeed the most delicious desert i ever had!!"
Dad said after having a bite from the bowl and a smiled appeared on my face. I got relieved and happy. He gave me my  shagun and was going to leave before saying
"Tell him to meet me at the meeting and tell him to be at time". Dad told ma and left for the office.
Is there something wrong between dad and him I  thought in my head.
"It really is good" Mom said while having gajar halwa.
"Thanks ma. I am glad you liked it!"
I said smiling and her phone ringed suddenly. She picked up the phone and after talking hanged up. She talked cheerfully with everyone and I liked her this quality the most.
"Varun's aunt has arrived at the airport. Kaynat beta I'll had to go to receive her and will be  back soon. She is our elder and it's our duty to respect her. You and varun have your breakfast and please help him in getting ready for office as he needs his mother to help him out. But now you are here and I know you both will manage beta".
She said and I started feelings goosebumps on the thought.
But there was no escape either and I had to face HIM!
Ma patted my head lovingly and left for the airport.
Instead of sitting idle I decided to make aloo paratha as I was craving for it and it will be a good match with desert. 
I stepped into kitchen and started making paranthas and wondered that now I had to wait for HIM,
wait for my husband and the mere thought gave me shivers!!