Stalker [Shot - 5.2]

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by Sriyakiduniya

by Sriyakiduniya

It was around six in the evening when Akshara reached the Birla house. She was about to go upstairs when Nishtha called her.

"Bhabhi rukiye. Ek letter aaya tha aapke liye. Abhi just aaya tha aur maine utha liya. I swear dekha nahi hai maine. Yeh lijiye."

"Aray bas-bas. Dekh bhi leti toh aisa koi pahad nahi toot jata. Konsa koi mujhe personal love letter bhejne wala hai."

"Abhimanyu bhaiya ka bharosa nahi hai. Jabse aap aayi hain unki life mein pura badal gaye hain. Woh aise love letters bhej bhi sakte hain."

Nishtha immediately ran away from there leaving a blushing Akshara standing near the stairs. She looked around to see if anyone heard or saw this interaction and was relieved when she found everyone busy in their own work.

Akshara found another note on the bedside table and thought that it was all Abhimanyu's doing. He was really something else when it came to surprising her. Shaking her head fondly while thinking about her Majnu husband, she went to take a bath.

She was standing in front of the dressing table, combing her hair when she remembered about the note and letter. She took the note first and found just two words written with blood red ink.

Hello Love!

She got a bit suspicious because ‘Her Abhi’ would never leave notes like this. Thinking about it she checked her phone and Abhimanyu had dropped a text earlier informing her that he would not be back before ten at least as he got a call from the Emergency department. If not Abhimanyu then who?

She felt a strong wave of wind coming inside the room from the window that she had closed before leaving……. She turned around and froze seeing the open window and dirt on the windowsill. She quickly tore the envelope and took out the letter.

You have no right to look so pretty, babe. Just like those beautiful Japanese dolls, your beauty knows no bounds. Those big doe eyes full of expression can bring anyone to their knees; those naturally pink cheeks and luscious lips can make even a stone melt so how can I control myself just being a normal man?

I can go on and on describing you but you know what? Let's keep this thrill going. You will be waiting for me and I will drop these letters for you, about you. Miss me babe but don't let your strict husband know about it because I will be back soon and if you do then I will find it out. Be ready to face the consequences if you do.

A very scared Akshara quickly looked down from the window but of course that person had already left. She thought about calling Abhimanyu immediately but her mind reminded her of the last line of the letter and she stopped. She did not know what else to do other than wait for the next letter and maybe she will find a clue in that about the strange man.

She kept the note and letter in her cupboard. It's the only place where it would be out of Abhimanyu's reach as they never invaded each other's privacy and did not touch one another's things despite being married.

Akshara went downstairs to help Manjari in preparing dinner and also to divert her mind. Since she was mentally disturbed at the moment, she was unable to focus properly and hence, added too much salt and spices in the food.

"Yeh kya banaya hai tumne Akshara? Dhyan kahan rehta hai tumhara? Humari pasand ka toh chhoro apne pati ke baare mein hi soch leti. Abhimanyu ko aisa khana bilkul pasand nahi hai." Harshwardhan said, angered.

"Kyon baat ko badha rahe ho Harsh? Ho jata hai kabhi kabhi aur Abhimanyu ko toh inn sab se door rakho. Akshara jo degi woh kha lega aur samajh bhi nahi payega usska taste." Mahima replied indifferently. She cared too much for her peace to argue on such matters.

"Haan mom, bhabhi ke haath se toh bhaiya patthar bhi kha jayenge." Nishtha interjected in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Though the atmosphere of the dining room lightened up, Akshara was feeling very guilty for messing up. A few tears gathered in her eyes. She was quick enough to wipe them but as usual nothing can escape from Abhimanyu's eyes in case of his precious wife.

After dinner, Abhimanyu held Akshara's hand and took her to their room ignoring the teasing of his siblings and even Anand and Manjiri.

"Kya chupa rahi ho?"

"Kahan kuch? Zyada mat socho Abhi. Ek toh tum aise kheechte hue upar le aaye mujhe, kaam bhi nahi karne diya. Neeche sab kya soch rahe honge? Aisa kya kaam tha jo raha nahi gaya tumse? Sab kitna tease karenge mujhe kal socha bhi hai?"

"Baat ghumao mat Akshu. Abhi bhi hospital wali baat ko lekar pareshan ho?"

"Nahi."

"Toh kya baat hai baba? Tum nahi share karogi toh tension mujhe hogi."

"Jab koi baat hai hi nahi toh kya batau? I'm just too tired upar se neeche kya hua pata hi hai tumhe. Yahi baat hai bas."

"Pakka?"

"Offo! Kitna interrogate karte ho. Doctor nahi police hona chahiye tha tumhe. Main sone ja rahi hu, good night!"

Akshara got up and went to the bed. She covered herself with the blanket in record time and pretended to sleep.

Abhimanyu was even more sure that something was bothering his wife and slept while thinking how to make her open up to him.

This continued for the next three days; Akshara was always scared and unable to focus because of those letters. Yes, that person sent more letters to her, some cheap and lusty while some were threatening. She kept it all in her cupboard. Abhimanyu on the other hand was very concerned about her and did not know what was wrong with his wife. This made him feel like an incompetent husband but there was nothing that he could do.