Kavita's Submission [COMPLETED]

Chapter 21

Kavita's POV

Leaving me naked on the bed, Sameerji gets down from it and starts wearing his clothes.

"Jaa ab. Jaake pehle snaan karle. Phir uske baad sab ke liye khana bana lena. Sab aate hi honge aur mujhe bhi bhukh lag rahi hai," he says, looking at me.

I only keep staring at the ceiling with silent tears seeping through my eyes.

'Kya istemaal hone pe aisa mehsoos hota hai? Kisi ke jism ke bhukh mitane ka bas ek sadhan bann ke reh jaane se dil aise hi pasinchta hai?'

When a sob threatens to bubble out of me, I immediately take the blanket from the bed and cover myself with it. Even covering my mouth, while I sobbed into it.

"Suna nahi kya kaha maine? Jaa aur jaake apna kaam kar. Mujhe thodi der aaram karna hai," Sameerji says as he sits on the other side of the bed.

The more he speaks like that, the more I feel my heart clenching against my chest. A raw pain passing through me.

"Arghh!" A hiss escapes my lips when Sameerji suddenly grabs my hair and yank it, making me face him.

"Ab bhi nakhre nahi jaa rahe tere?" He glares at me. "Kab tak ek ziddi aurat bann ke rahegi, Kavita? Aisa karne se tu sirf mujhe ghussa dilayegi aur apne aap ko mujhse sazaa aur takleef dilwaegi."

"Aap mujhse chahte kya hain, Sameerji?" I ask him, unable to hold myself back. "Kya aapko ek patni chahiye ya sirf ek khilauna? Ek khilauna jo bina koi sawaal kiye aapki har baat maane aur jab aap chahe aapse istemaal bhi ho jaaye. Kya yahi chahiye aapko?"

His hand loosens on my hair and he abruptly averts his gaze from me.

When he does not answer for a while, I slowly sit up on the bed, clutching the blanket on my chest, covering my body from him.

Getting down from the bed, I slowly walk to the cupboard to get my clothes.

My jaw was aching and whole body was sore, making me hiss slightly with every movement I made.

"Yeh tera rona dhona aur 'uhh ahh' karna band kar. Agar baaki sab ke aajane ke baad bhi tune aisa hi sab kiya, toh yaad rakhna ki aaj raat aisa sabak sikhaunga ki ek hafte tak tu thik se chal nahi payegi," he says, while I stare at him with disbelief coursing through every fiber of my being.

I could not understand how he can be so cold, so heartless. What have I ever done to him to get such treatment from him?

Not only my body and my heart, but I felt as if even my soul was hurting with everything Sameerji is doing and saying to me.

Sighing deeply, and with tears streaming down my face, I take the clothes from the cupboard and walk to the bathroom.

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After taking a bath, when I walk out of the room, I see everyone gathered in the aangan.

I frown at the tensed demeanor of everyone.

Sameerji and pitaji were glaring at each other, maaji was trying to calm pitaji down. Smritiji was looking apprehensively at everyone, Anirudhji was also quiet, and the girl....

'Yeh ladki kaun hai?' I wonder, looking at the girl who seemed to be of Sameerji's age.

"Aap isse yahaan kyun laaye hain, pitaji?" Sameerji asks, and my frown deepens on hearing him.

This is the first time I have heard him talk in a loud voice with his father.

"Isse yahaan nahi laate toh aur kya karte? Yeh iska bhi ghar hai," Pitaji counters. His voice as loud as Sameerji's.