56 } Shiddhat-e-wafa

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"Bhai....... Here's the file you asked for."

Rehan turned his eyes from the file in his hand to the door of his study room, where he saw Vihaan stepping inside with some documents and placing them on his large glass table before taking the seat opposite to him.

"So...... How's everything going? I am sure she must be sucking your blood." Vihaan asked, which brought a pleasant smile on Rehan's lips.

"Mine is fine. But what about yours? How is she treating you?" He swiftly diverted the topic because he knew he won't be able to concentrate on his work if they started talking about his wife right now. Which he wasn't in a mood to do, looking at the files piled up on his desk.

It's been a week of him working in her workplace and it was more difficult than he thought. Not the work, but managing his current and previous job together. When he resigned from the CEO position of his company, he thought Vihaan would be able to handle everything under the guidance of his father and Kaka sa.

But he forgot that the company he built was a result of his own perceptiveness. He was a Potter and the company was an earthen pot that he shaped from his own hands. Therefore a partially skilled hand like Vihaan won't be able to mold the pot in perfect shapes. Or even worse, he could probably ruin them.

This company is his dream. And there's no way he would let it go just like that. So he decided to sacrifice his nights, once again. He would stay working beside Kritika till evening. And at night, he would look after the company matters. His family did oppose his decision but they failed to budge him from his place.

Now talking about his tranquility that he lost when she strictly prohibited him from stepping inside her room or her house at midnight like thieves by giving him universal threat taught by her mentor.

'I'll shave your eyebrows........ And your hair.'

Those were her clear cut words the very next morning. He was left with no choice but to obey her. But then, he's Rehan for a reason. He gets what he wants. Since she ruined his night plans, he decided to ruin her nights by calling her repeatedly.

The math was simple, he was working till late night so he needed some caffeine to boost his energy. And that was her sweet voice from the other side of the call as she would hurl infinite curses on him for disturbing her sleep.

She even blocked him multiple times. But him being a shameless one, he would start calling his in-laws one by one until she unblocked him. The proudness he felt when she would call and answer hello from the other side in a bored tone completely done by his antics from that same mouth which vowed to never talk to him again.

"Bhai......." He was brought back to the earth from the unknown land he was diving into by Vihaan's loud wailings.

"Kutta bana diya hai Bhai usne. Nirma daal ke dhoti hai aur main kuch bol bhi nahi sakta kyunki ab to puri family khadi hai uske piche." Rehan laughed at his crying face with no tears when his mind went back to the incident happened a few days ago.

( She has turned me into a dog Brother. She washes me with detergent and I can't even say anything because now the whole family is standing behind her. )

Apparently, due to Diya's mood swings, she wanted to enjoy the movie all alone in their room. So she threw Vihaan out of the room for sometime. Not even a single species of his house came forward to help him but when she wanted her husband back in their room for cuddling and he refused to go, all the family members assembled like avengers and threw him back to the room forcefully.

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