Anuradha
16 years old
I make some fresh rotis for my husband and gave them to him while he sits and eats in verandah.
"Tune khana khaya?" He asks
(Have you eaten yet?)
"Ji thodi Der mei khalugi"
(I'll eat in some time)
"Dopahar hori hai aur tune khana nhi khaya. Chal aa baith mere saath khale" Not able to deny him I sit with him and silently eat food. While eating I see his hands. They are quite big. Surely bigger than mine. Also he is super tall and bulky. I look down as I realise I have been staring at him for too long.
(It's afternoon and you haven't eaten food. Come sit. Have food with me)
After we finish eating he goes to his room while I wash the dishes. My head is hurting so much. I decide to lay down and get up before Ma ji comes home otherwise she is not going to leave me. I lay for exact an hour but feeling too restless I get up and decide to wash the remaining of clothes.
Ma ji and Dadi Ma return in the evening. I start to prepare for the dinner.
"Bhabhi khane mei kya hai?" Ansh asks.
(What is in the dinner?)
"Daal bana rhi hu. Uske saath Aloo matar" Being satisfied he nods and runs away. Even though my husband is eight years older than him, he still plays with his younger siblings as he loves them so much.
(Lentils with potato and peas)
After everyone is done with their dinner, I also have my food. Boiling the milk, I pour it in glasses to give it to everyone. My husband likes his milk with a flavor of ginger so I make it especially for him. Handing out their glasses I make eye contact with him and immediately look away blushing.
Everyone goes to sleep while I clean the kitchen and dishes. Finally free from the work, I turn around to leave the kitchen when I collide with a chest. I look up to see my husband looking at me.
"Ji, apko kuch chahiye tha?"
(Do you want anything?)
"Hn, wo.. paani" he replied.
(Yes.. water)
I immediately filled the glass with water and gave it to him. He is looking at me very intensely which is making me nervous and shy.
He hands me over the empty glass and bends down to whisper in my ear "le rakh de" I take the glass from him and hear his retreating steps, finally taking a deep breath
(Keep the glass)
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