Our Forbidden Love

Chapter 11

Manisha tied her hair in a messy bun and started doing her work, determined to make Abhishek ji feel proud of her.

As she worked, she opened a YouTube video to watch a tutorial on making dal. She carefully added the spices, following the instructions with precision.
Manisha was eager to perfect her cooking skills for her beloved Abhishek ji.

After preparing the dal, Manisha moved on to making rotis. However, to her dismay, they were not coming out in perfect circles.

Frustration began to build within her as she spent two long hours trying to shape them properly. Finally, she decided to embrace the irregularity and make uniquely shaped rotis instead.

But just as Manisha was getting the hang of it, she accidentally burned her hand. The sudden pain overwhelmed her, and tears welled up in her eyes.

In that moment, all her doubts resurfaced, echoing her father's harsh words from when she was just five years old. The weight of her self-doubt seemed to trigger a panic attack, and she found herself gasping for breath.

Just as she was feeling overwhelmed, the door swung open and Abhishek entered the room. He had a smile on his face, even he doesn't know why, but his words were cut off when he saw tears streaming down Manisha's face. Immediate concern filled his eyes as he rushed to her side, bending down to ask gently, "kya hua, Maam?"

Through sobs, Manisha explained her struggles, pouring out her insecurities and how badly she wanted to be a perfect wife for Abhishek. To her surprise, he chuckled and said, "Apko ek acchi biwi banne ki koi zaroorat nahin hai. Aap already bahut acchi biwi hai. Acchi biwi woh nahi hoti jisko khana banana aata ho acchi biwi woh hoti hai jo apne pati ko har cheez mei support kare aur aap woh karte ho chahe asli mei ya naatak mei"

Manisha's tears gradually turned into a smile as she hugged Abhishek tightly. In their embrace, he accidentally brushed his hand against her burned fingers. She winced, but instead of pulling away, Abhishek gently blew on her hand, trying to alleviate the pain. He then carefully placed an ice pack on her burn and kissed her finger softly, making her heart flutter.

For hours, Abhishek remained by her side, comforting her until the panic subsided. He reminded her of all the wonderful qualities she possessed and assured her that imperfections were what made her unique and lovable. Manisha felt a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that she had such a supportive and loving stranger with her.

With renewed strength, Abhishek suggested they taste the food Manisha prepared. As they sat down to eat, Manisha couldn't help but express her disappointment in the dal, finding it too thick and salty. But Abhishek calmly assured her, "koi baat nahi maam. Kyu na hum isme thoda sa paani aur thode masale daale? Phir yeh theek ho jayega." With his guidance, Manisha fixed the dal to perfection.

They sat together at the table, enjoying the delicious meal Manisha had prepared with so much love. She shyly mentioned that her rotis weren't perfectly circular, feeling a tinge of embarrassment.

However, Abhishek looked at her with adoration and said, "Toh usme kya hua? Har ek roti ki alag shape hai. Mere wali ki toh shayad dil ki shape hai."

Manisha blushed and looked down, feeling a surge of warmth in her heart. He said that so innocently and he doesn't know what impact it had on her.

As they finished eating, Abhishek took up the responsibility of washing the dishes. Suddenly, Manisha entered the kitchen and spoke firmly, "Ab se mujhe'ma'am' mat balo. Mujhe Manisha bolo." Abhishek was taken aback by her request and stuttered, "Uh, P-par main apko naam se kaise bulau?"

Manisha looked at him with a hint of amusement and replied, "theeke hai, apko naam se problem hai. Toh aap mujhe bulao 'janu'ya 'baby' ya 'meri jaan'..." Before she could continue, Abhishek interrupted, saying, "Nahi nahi Manisha ji theek hai" A smile spread across Manisha's face as she nodded in agreement and headed to bed.

As Abhishek finished washing the last dish, he heard Manisha's voice echoing through the house. "Abhishek, jaldi ao mujhe suna hai. Mujhe akele neend nahi aati!" Abhishek blushed, his cheeks turning a shade of crimson. 

Abhishek chuckled softly and said, "Lagta hai maam nahi Manisha ji ke liye naya woh kya kehte hai p-plushie lana padegaa Warna yeh mujhe nahi chodegi" He scratched his neck shyly, feeling a bit embarrassed. 

Authors note
Kya likhne ka fayda yeh note tum log padhte bhi nahi ho. Btw 🟢 flag Abhishekkkkk