Blooming LOVE

Chapter 50

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Ishita POV continues….

As I awaited the link to Rishab's show, Preetham sent it to my WhatsApp.

Immediately, I opened the link eagerly to watch his dance show. As I watched Rishab's dance performance unfold before my eyes, I was filled with a sense of awe and admiration. Each movement seemed to radiate with passion and talent, leaving me captivated by his skill and artistry. The realisation that my husband possessed such hidden talents filled me with a newfound sense of pride and appreciation. As I continued to watch, I couldn't help but feel a swell of excitement and joy at witnessing his moment in the spotlight.

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Then I texted Preetham , “ Thanks for sending the link…”

Then I looked at the carton box on the bed. Carefully placing the items back in the carton box, I felt a sense of closure and resolution wash over me.  As I placed the box in the top wardrobe of the guestroom, I couldn't help but feel a sense of peace settling over me.

A few minutes later, I went to the bedroom. Lying on the bed, I allowed myself to be enveloped by the memories and emotions stirred by Rishab's journal entries.

As the hours slipped away, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, I found myself tossing and turning on the bed, thinking of disclosing the truth about Shravan.

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All my thoughts were interrupted, when I heard a doorbell sound. 

Rishab's words echoed in my mind as he warned me to see the person before opening the door. I found the house maid  standing outside. As I opened the door, Aunty greeted me, “ Good evening…”

" Did I disturb your sleep? Shall I come later? " She asked, observing my face.

I shook my head gently, offering Maid Aunty a reassuring smile. "No, no, you didn't disturb my sleep. Please, come in," I replied warmly, gesturing for her to make herself comfortable.

She quietly walked to the kitchen to clean the utensils whereas I too went to the kitchen to arrange the kitchen and prepare some tea.

As she became close to me in these months, she used to talk with me freely. I cleaned the kitchen and prepared tea for both of us while talking with her.

Once she completed her work, I gave her one cup of tea to Aunty.

“ Dear…. Can I ask you one question! If you don't mind…” she asked hesitantly.

I smiled at her and nodded my head.

“ I heard that nowadays, newly wedded couples will go to another country for the tour for at least two months. Will Sir and you also go for that tour!! “ She asked me.

I didn't get her point and asked, “ Why!! “

“ Don't lie…madam…. I am watching Hindi films… all couples will go and sing duet songs …” she said with a shy smile.

Meanwhile she spoke, “ I don't know that word in English. In hindi ….It means Madhu…Chand”

I thought for a while and understood that she was talking about my honeymoon. 

All of the sudden, I felt so shy and lowered my face. “ Madam… shall I give advice on being a married woman?? “ She said.

I looked at her and nodded my head, “ Nowadays, girls are crazy about married men, being so experienced. So, be careful as Sir is so handsome.”