Author's POV:
A month had passed away after their conversation. After they came in good terms, they opened up pretty much with each other. When Kabir went to work, Kriti would decide to cook some delicious food for him. Lalita kaki was on leave as her daughter-in-law had given birth to a baby boy.
Whenever he would come back home, they would sit together and eat. Today, kriti cooked his favorite Rajma Chawal and kheer for him.
Hearing the door bell she went to open it with a smile expecting Kabir to be there. When she opened the door, she found Kabir standing there but he wasn't happy. Seeing him unhappy, she tried to talk to him but he walked past her.
'What happened to him?' She thought. She thought to wait for him and after few minutes he came down. He went to the dining hall and she followed him.
"Kabir, is everything alright?" She asked. In reply he just hummed. "Why aren't you talking?" Kriti asked standing in front of him.
"Toh kya karu? Huh? WHat should I do?" He said in a angry tone. "Hamesha tumse hi kyu baat karu? We had a deal did you forget or something? We don't need to behave like husband-wife when we're alone." He said directly looking at her. After saying that he walked up to the fridge and took out juice and poured it in a glass.
His words made her heart wrench. "But what did I do Kabir?" She asked in a low voice. "What did you do? You did Nothing! NOW CAN YOU LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!??!" He shouted at her. With teary eyes she backed off. She ran to her room and locked the door.
Meanwhile in the kitchen Kabir punched the wall out of frustration. Soon, blood started oozing from his fist. "FUCK!" He cursed. He went to the garden and sat on the swing and looked at the moon.
Kriti was really hurt with his behavior. When everything was going well, why did he behave ike this all of a sudden?
She wiped her tears and talked to herself, "This time I won't talk to you ever. I hate you Mr.Kabir Oberoi!" She didn't want to go down because if she did, she ahd to face him. But, She hadn't eaten anything. She was waiting for Kabir to arrive so that they could eat together but the situation happened to be different.
She tried to divert her mind but couldn't. She thought about reading a book.
Kabir's POV:
'Fuck! Why did I lash out on her..' I thought. Why did I behave like this. Dammit!!! The system of my company got hacked and I was tensed. I let out my frustration on her. When I entered the house, I could smell Rajma....She must have worked hard to make that for me. I looked at the moon and then my hand. The blood was still oozing from my hand but at that point I didn't even care.
I sighed and regretted my action. After thinking for a minute I thought about going and apologizing to her. I walked towards her room and knocked. She didn't open the door. Did she sleep or what? I knocked again. No reaction.
"Kriti!!" I called her name. No one answered. "Kriti, open the d-" I was cut off when the door was opened by her. I looked at her and she didn't look at me. Finally she made an eye contact and raised her eyebrows.
"I'm sorry. I should've have said that. I was frustrated and I let my frustration on you." I said bein genuinely guilty. I couldn't look into her eyes so I bowed my head low. I waited for her to slap me or hit me but she.....closed the door. Wtf!!
"Kriti, once listen to me!! Please!!" I said banging the door. After a while she again opened the door.
"I'm Sorry, please? I swear I won't shout at you again." I said being honest. "I doubt." SHe said. I raised my eyebrow and then let out a chuckle.
"What's so funny?" She asked crossing her arms infront of her chest.
"Nothing, it's just that you look cuter when you're angry." I said scratching the back of my neck. Oh wait- Did she just blushed. Hmmm, she blushed.
"This won't work for me, and don't talk to me." She said and was going to close the door but I held it. "Just go away." She said trying to close the door but it went in vein. I was strong. Finally my biceps came handy.
"Okay fine, I forgive you." She said and I smiled. "Thanks." I said going in for a hug.
"For now." She said making me stop. "That's not fair." I said pouting. "That is totally fair. After all you made me cry. You have to earn the forgiveness." She said. Then a playful idea came to my mind.
I held her waist and pinned her against the wall. She gasped and look at me. "Badtammeezzz" She said with widened eyes.
"For you." I said inching closer to her. I saw her eyes travelling to my lips. A smirk made its way to my lips. She quickly diverted her eyes.
"So, let me earn some forgiveness from my wife." I said inching more closer. DANGEROUSLY CLOSER. She tried to escape but I rested my hands on either sides for her waist.
"So wifey do you forgive me now?" I asked going closer to the crook of her neck.
"N-noo" She stuttered. I smirked seeing my effect on her. I couldn't control myself anymore. She smelled so good. Her hair smelled so good, her skin smelled so good. I couldn't resist it anymore. My lips touched the crook of her neck and I placed a small kiss there. I heard her moan. I liked it.
I planted another kiss but this time a wet kiss. She tried to control herself but failed miserably. Another moan escaped her mouth.
"Ka-kabir." She said. My named sounded so sexy from her lips. I hummed. "Le-let me go." She said. "Not until you forgive me." I replied. "Okay I forgive you." She said in one go.
"Awe thank you Wifey." I said. Her eyes widened when she looked at my hand. She sighed in relief.
"Kabir there's blood on you hand. Howww? What happened?" She asked getting concerned.
Author's POV:
"Nothing I just punched the wall." Kabir said and shrugged. "Just?" Kriti asked in are-you-serious tone.
"Come here." She said holding his wrist and taking him to her bed. She told him to sit and she went to bring the first aid box.
She kneeled in front of him, took his hand and started treating it. He admired her while she was cleaning his wound. She blew while cleaning it so that it wouldn't hurt him.
But stands of her hair were blocking her face so he placed them side. Kriti was shocked due to his action. Kabir was all chilled out. She continued to treat the wound and wrapped a bandage around his palm.
"Thank you so much." He said and she nodded. "Okay, let's go have dinner, I've prepared Rajma Chawal and Kheer." She said standing up.
"That's my favorite." He said like a kid.
"I know." She mumbled under her breath. They both went to eat dinner.
YOU ARE READING
Falling For My love
RomansaKriti Sharma, a 25 year old girl who is ambitious, hardworking, kind and beautiful. She is the best example of beauty with brains. She is funny and loves to make people happy. She works as a teacher in an orphanage. She happens to meet Kabir Oberoi...