"You do smell gross" she giggles making me chuckle
"Silly girl"
She pulls back but looks in my eyes a little too long so I knew she wanted me to kiss her head. I lean down and kiss her forehead and her cheek making her giggle
"Bye bye, I will get the table ready" she says waving at me
"No, sit here and look in that box while I am showering"
"Whats in it?" She asks
"Thats for you to look at" I say kissing her head before I grab my clothes which she laid out on the bed before like she does every single day
I took a quick shower and when I came out nandini had tears in her eyes as she sat there looking at the strawberries and chocolate I got her
"Whats wrong?" I ask hanging the wet towel up
"It's for me" she mumbles
"It is" I tell her squatting in front of her
"But I, I didn't even do anything to get this" she whispers as I wipe her tears
"You don't need to do anything to get this nandini, you can have everything you want. Shhh I don't wanna see tears in your eyes"
"This is bad, you are spoiling me" I chuckle hearing her sniffly voice
"I will always spoil you" I mutter kissing her head as I wipe her face
she gets up as I stand, she gives me the cutest smile making me smile wider
"Thank you, I didn't really do anything to deserve it but I promise I will put in more efforts" I frown a little hearing her
"Nandini why do you think you need to do something to get anything" I ask rsembereing her acting the same way when I got her ice cream on the way home a couple days ago
"Well you see isn't that how wives are supposed to be?" She asks putting the things I got her on the bed as he made her way downstairs
"How are they supposed to be?" I ask
"Always doing things for their husbands, making food, coffee in the morning, help destress though that's something you haven't asked of me yet which I am thankful for. Manik look I made yummy rajma" she giggles showing me the rajma
Questions flood my head not knowing what she was talking about and where she got this definition of marriage from but regardless I don't say anything seeing her excitement for the food
We both sit on the dinning table and ate while she blabbered about how she was sketching and Cabir ruined her drawing by scaring her.
"I made something for desert would you wanna try it?" She asks nervously standing beside my chair
"Of course, what did you make?" I ask
"Mhm Cabir said you like tiramisu"
"I do"
"I tried to make it but I don't know if it's yummy or not, would you give me honest feedback?" I nod
She brings out the cutest bowls that were heart shaped, she places it in front of me sitting beside me to the right chewing on her nails nervously
I took my first bite and I won't lie this was really good, homemade is always perfect
"How is it?" She asks
"Perfect, it's perfect. Thank you darling" hearing me she giggles jumping around making me chuckle
"Yummm" she giggles when I pull her arm feeding her some too
"See it's perfect"
"Mhm not bad nandini" she says patting her own back like a kid
the cutest habit of Nandini's thus far is she walks aorund while talking to me as I feed her dessert or even food sometimes.
When we were both ready for bed, I grabbed a stuffed toy I had got for her bringing it out from the closet, her eyes shot up to my direction probably hearing my steps. Her jaw dropped to the floor, her eyes shining, she giggles a little with anticipation making me chuckle
"Is that for me?" She asks
"No for the neighbour" I lie
Her face falls so quick making me regret my words
"It is for you"
"It is?" She asks
"Yes here" I mumble handing the little bear to her
"Ahhh it's so cute, mani we we will name it tiramisu" she giggles holding it to her chest
"Sure we can name him that"
"He is so cute"
"He is but so are you"
"Hehe nooo" she giggles falling in my arms
"Thank you, I really love the roses, bear and the chocolates were so many. Thank you manik"
"Your welcome baby, I hope you liked the chocolates"
"They were yummy but I put the rest in the freezer" she says
"Why the freezer?"
"Cabir won't find them" she says chuckling
"I will get you more if he eats them okay?" She hums
I sat back with her still in my arms, she does twist a bit to get comfortable laying on my chest. My fingers run through her hair gently
"Nandini" she hums playing with the hem of my t shirt
"Why do you think that you need to do good or certain things to receive things" I ask
"Huh?" Her chin rested on my chest as she looks up at me now
"Earlier you said you only deserve things like those flowers or whatever only when you do things, I am not really sure what you meant by that, do you think you can explain it to me" I ask
I know I sounded all over the place but nothing she said made sense and I wasn't sure on how to actually ask her for clarification
"Well before the wedding date, aman had mhm given me a lot of lessons on how to be a good wife and mhm i am trying to do them here because a marriage is a marriage right but you don't let me do so much" I frown a bit hearing her
"What kind of lessons?"
"Once after our roka he said he wanted to get to know me so Mumma allowed me to go with him for coffee. He mhm well he paid for it but he said that since he paid for it i have to fetch it from the counter and bring it to the table because it's tit for tat almost. Or mhm that same day he had opened the cafe door for me so in return I had to open the car door for him. That was kinda the mild thing he had discussed with me" she says
"The fuck?"
"Sorry" she apologizes for absolutely nothing
"No, there is no need to say sorry nandini, it isn't your fault"
"See you don't even let me apologize, you even got me breakfast in bed when I wasn't well, you open all the doors for me, you even let me run around and play with cabir but you ask for nothing in return" she mumbles
"Nandini I don't know what he told you or what these stupid idiotic lessons were but you nad I are equal"
"And you don't even punish me" she says
"Why would I punish you? For what?"
"Breaking things aorund the house and running around with cabir. You don't even get upset when I play pranks on you"
"Why would I punish you? Nandini this isn't a jail, it's your house baby"
"But he had said every marriage is like that, a jail" I shake my head at her words
What the hell did he tell her?
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His Burden
RomanceA little short story on arrange marriage of two individuals, one who was about to get married to someone else and the other was a guest at the wedding, but both of them end up getting married.
