Their shoot was about to end. The last schedule was about to be shot in Goa. They had dropped Abu with mishti and mani's papa and had gone to the airport.
In these few days, even after going through so much in their personal lives, they had made sure to be civil with each other when they were onset.
Manisha sat at the window seat and looked at the clouds. Probably it was their last trip together. Last time when she had left, she had not known that it would be their last day together, or a trip would be their last trip together. But this time she knew and it hurt. All she wanted to do was to save his face in her memory. She didn't even want to think how she is gonna stay without him and Abu.
Abhishek looked at her. Over the past few days, he had noticed a completely different manisha. She had slowly distanced herself from Abu,from their day to day lives.
He saw her looking at the clouds blankly. This was not how she used to be on flights. She was an excited kid clapping and having fun and making jokes and clicking pictures. He wanted to ask her to relax but decided against it and closed his eyes to take a nap.
They reached Goa in the evening and checked into their room. Mani freshened up quickly and sat on the couch and was about to pick up the newspaper from the centre table when the paperweight fell on her foot and she yelled in pain.
"What happened?" he quickly went to her and looked at her holding her foot.
"Nothing..." she closed her eyes in pain
He understood the situation and quickly took out an ice pack from the fridge and knelt down in front of her and dabbed it on her foot.
"Abhishek..." she immediately moved her foot back as he held her foot.
"What?" he looked at her and held her foot again and placed the ice pack on her foot.
"I'll do it myself.." she said politely and tried to move her foot back but he held her strongly.
"Abhi please..." she said this time more firmly but he didn't pay attention and continued dabbing the ice pack on her foot.
"I asked you to stop..." she got up raising her voice. Finally she had lost it. He wanted that.
He held her wrist with one hand and kept her palm on the back of her head and pinned her to the wall.
"Shhhhhh..." he said huskily, his face dangerously close to her face, his hot breath falling on her face and their bodies touching.
"Quiet...now you will listen to me...." he left her wrist and held her forearm tightly.
She gulped and looked into his eyes,the same intense eyes. Her self control and all the walls breaking, the walls that she had created in the past few days mentally preparing herself to go away was breaking having him so close. And he knew that.
"You are not going anywhere....so forget about what you are planning because I am not letting that happen..." he said huskily, not looking away from her eyes.
"Abhishek... please...let's not change our plan...we have already decided what to do...and..." before she could complete, he cut her off.
"So will you be able to see someone else as my wife?" he said moving his face closer, their lips cms apart,staring at her intensely.
"Will you be able to see abu call someone else mumma?someone else in our home?changing the decors?changing the way you run the home?" he adjusted his grip on her forearms.
"Abhi.." she gulped and closed her eyes, fighting her tears.
"You cannot....and that is why you are planning on running away again.. your friend Sameer told me that you think you don't belong to our home anymore...but listen to me very carefully Mrs Malhan.. you only belong to me.. no-one can change that.." he said huskily.
Flashback
That was the last day of their Mumbai shoot..mani finished her shoot and went back home and abhi was still waiting for his last shot when Sameer came to meet him.
"Hey..hi Abhishek.. nice to meet you again.."
"She's not here.."
"Huuh..what.?"
"Manisha..you are here for her right..but she's not here.."
"Abhishek why you think I'm not aware of that.. ofcourse I know she's not here..and for your information I'm here to meet you..so can we talk now?"
"Really..you are here for me.? So you are saying you are here to meet your ex girlfriend's present husband.. that's funny.."
"Abhishek I'm here to talk about something really serious.. I don't think divorce is the solution.."
"What..what are you saying.."
"I don't think you guys should separate..you both loves each other.. maybe the things are not in a good terms but that doesn't mean the love you guys had vanished.. it's still there..."
"Firstly I didn't ask for that.. it's her choice.. I'm just giving her what is wants..she wants to go back with you.. I can't force her to love me..she didn't trust me years back..she leave me alone..."
"Wait...she doesn't want to go back with me...you misunderstood her...she wants to go back because she thinks she's unwanted in your life..she's just a burden.. she's not belong to you anymore.."
"WTH...who told her such stupid things.. she always belongs to me.. she's my wife.."
"Ask yourself...you questioned her existence...her importance in your life.. I know I'm no one to interfere in this..but as a good friend and her well-wishers I can only suggest you to hold her back.. she'll die without you and abhisha.."
Flashback Ends
She couldn't stop her tears anymore. It trickled down her cheeks.
"So you....stop your nonsense and listen to me....I was quiet and let you do whatever nonsense you wanted to do but not anymore...you are staying here...with me and our daughter....forever..." he said stressing on 'forever'.
"And yes I am still upset....still angry at you....and you are going to fix it..I do not want to listen to anything else....okay?understood?" She nodded with tears.
"Good..." he said softly.
"Remember...I am still upset.. angry..and you will fix this...."
Before he could complete, she hugged him tightly. He smiled softly but didn't hug her back. He stood there feeling them for a couple of minutes and then moved back.
"Sit on the bed quietly..will order coffee.." he said strictly.
"No.. masala chai... with pakode...." she said with a baby face and sat on the bed.
"Excuse me? I am still angry.." he said looking at her.
"Yes I know..." she shrugged and put the pillow on her lap.
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