FIDAA | (On Hold till Indefinite Time)

CHAPTER - 21

It was a pleasant morning. The sun rays had started to enter the room through the curtains. It was less cold outside as compared to the chilly weather of other days. The whole ambiance of the weather screamed passion and romance but contradictory to it Aahana was fast asleep cuddled under the sheets which wrapped around her from all sides. Loose strands of hair covered her face and the sinfully beautiful eyes according to her lover were softly closed. 

With the support of his hands on his temple making him slightly upwards laid down was her husband. With his other free hand he removed the strands from her face and softly caressed her cheeks. Then after he moved his thumb and gently brushed her lips with it and continued the same thing, caressing her cheeks and lips with his fingers and thumb respectively. 

After some minutes he gently pulled her cheeks just like that of a small kid and leaned in and gave a peck on her forehead. Upon noticing the frown lines on them he gently brushed and removed them from her forehead and chuckled when he saw how her lips had formed a very cute pout. 

He hovered over her from one side and and gave a long kiss on her cheeks and continued showering both her cheeks with light pecks. At last he gave a small kiss on her chin and forehead and laid beside her and caressed her hairs by facing her. After his heart's satisfaction he rose up from her bed, and after giving her one last look left to get ready for the day.

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The annoying alarm blared loudly making Aahana awake from her sleep. She annoyingly got up and sat on the bed and rubbed her eyes to look around the room. She gave a look all around but on finding no sign of her husband or whether he was back in the room or not she sighed and woke up to complete her morning chores.

It had now become an everyday thing. She never saw him except at the dining table where she everyday discovered his hands and knuckles with some new injury. Before atleast they were a little less but nowadays they looked more severe and more painful. 

They lived together in the home so ofcourse they used to face each other but before Aahana could speak anything he used to leave the place. It was now becoming more and more irritating and frustrating for her and all she wanted was the answers to all her questions. It was now going beyond her tolerance level. 

She stepped of the bathroom with wet hairs which she was rubbing to dry them off and continuously sneezing. She was very vulnerable to cold and often got caught with the cold. As soon as she stepped out she saw Aadhrit standing near the bed wearing his watch but upon hearing her continuous sneezes he went towards her and pulled her to himself and took the towel from her hands and took her to the vanity table and made her sit. 

Aahana could not understand the change of events. She had thought that like always he would leave the room upon spotting her but her he had gone inside the closet and brought hairdryer with himself and started drying her hairs without speaking a word

"Kyo kar rhe ho ye sab, haa? Iske baad dobara mujhe koi dhakka dena hai kya? Ye parwah kyo?

"Jab aapko fark hi nhi padta to ye care ka bhi to koi matlab nhi hua na? Sahi hai aapka jab man chahe jo kar lo. You know I'm not a doll that you will play with as you please and then throw her. Just leave me." And saying this she tried to get up frim the place but he held her shoulders and made her stay still and continued drying her hairs.

"Aadhrit just leave me. Don't you dare hold me back."

"I will. After I am done." And bent down to pick up the comb from the table. He very lightly and carefully brushed her hairs and after this picked up her scrunchie and secured them in a tight ponytail. She turned around and shouted "Why are you doing these things? Answer me Aadhrit.  You can't always do everything of your own will. Answer me damnit." But he had already left the room.

As soon as she took her dupatta and rushed outside to talk to him her chachi called her from behind. " Aree Aahana kaha bhaagi hui jaa rhi ho? "

"Chachi Aadhrit kahan hai?"

"Wo to chala gaya ye keh ke ki aaj koi meeting hai to breakfast wo office me hi karlega. Air tumne bataya nhi tumhe sardi hui h. Mujhe abhi Aadhrit bol ke gaya. Chalo mai tumhare liye kaadha banati hu aur tum aake steam le lo."

After listening to this she again sighed as she could not understand his dynamics. 

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Sitting in his car Aadhrit leaned backwards. The love of his life, his heart, his sane, his everything was right in front of him, yet he could have her to his heart's content. He touches and holds her only when she is asleep. He stares at her from afar. He hears her voice also indirectly and all of this was making him go mad. The continuous punishments he gives to himself are not numbing his pain and suppressing his will and urge to have her. 

His once so manly room has now got a female touch in it. His once perfect vanity table now has all those small earrings and those long hair strands of her. Her scent now fills up the whole room. The once perfectly placed bedsheet has now got creases over it. The side table which once held his work accessories now is piled up with thick books and papers. 

The most amusing thing he found out were the not so adult stationery. His wife uses costumised colourful pencils and pretty unicorn erasers. Her sticky notes have cool animal backgrounds and even her paper clips are coloured. He even sneaked one of her erasers and fully enjoyed it when his wife was searching for it in the whole house, asking everybody if they had seen it and she looked damn adorable and cute while doing so.

All these moments are the only ones which he experiences and enjoys and are keeping him sane. They are keeping him stabilized but still he can't do what his heart desires and has to do what his brain demands.

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