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Chapter-45

Shreyansh entered the room and found her on the bed, which was a crying mess. He went to her and took her in his embrace. She felt safe in his warm touch. She was sobbing on his chest. He caressed her head.
"Why did not you say to me anything what she said yesterday? "He said gently.

" I....can't.... She is....your....buasa."She sobbed.

"That's not matter. She has no right to talk about you like that. At least you should tell her something. "

"I can't... She is...our...elder...Even.. She didn't... Said... Anything... Lie. She was...right... You don't........ deserve... Me."

He broke the hug and stood up in a jerk.
"Soumya, Don't start again. I cleared this before. I don't want to repeat."

She shook her head and wipped her eyes by the back of her palm.
"She was right. I'm fat, not good-looking. I don't have any qualities to be a queen. You deserve better than me."

He rubbed his face with his palms in frustration. He was feeling more angry with Soumya than Hema.

"How can you feel so low about yourself?" He said loudly.
Soumya flinched by his voice.
"You are fucking perfect for me. I don't want to repeat this thing," he shouted.

She shook her head, and again, her tears started flowing.
" I'm..... not."

"I didn't marry this Soumya. The Soumya I married could stand for herself. She fought for herself. She never gave importance to others talking. You are not my Soumya. If you were my Soumya, you would fight for yourself in front of Buasa. You didn't utter a word. My Soumya was strong," He shouted from the top of his lungs.

"I'm... not strong. I can't disrespect her." Now she shouted.

"You can't respect that woman who disrespects you. Why don't you understand that, Soumya?"

Every time he called her Soumya, not Somi,  She started feeling a distance between them.
"You deserve better. Someone like-"

He knew what she was about to say, and he didn't have the patience to hear her further. Before she could complete it, he went inside the closet and brought his luggage. Soumya noticed that he was leaving. He was near the door with his luggage when Soumya said.

"You did not have your breakfast. I bri-"

Before she could complete it, he went from there without glancing at her and without a goodbye. She again broke down. She remembered that she had to go to Delhi. She went to the washroom and cleaned the mess she had made herself.

~

Everyone was present in the living room with tense faces. They blamed themselves because, for them, Soumya had to suffer so much. On the other hand, Hema was enjoying fruits on the sofa.

Shreyansh entered the living room like a tiger and went directly in front of Hema.

"Who gave you the right to talk to my wife like that?" He roared.

"Shreyansh." Meenakshi tried to calm him.

"No,maasa.What does this Woman think about herself, Huh?" said loudly.

"Ansh, You're talking with your Buasa." Saying that Hema stood before him.

"You lost that position when you uttered shits about my wife. Who gave you the right?"

"Shreyansh, tum wo do taake ki Soum-"
(Shreyansh, that worthless person soum-)

"Aapni gandi juban se humari biwi ki naam bhi maat lena.Uske baare mein ek aur lafz humne future mein inn juban se suna to jubaan nikal denge."
(You can even utter my wife's name with your dirty tongue. If I hear another word about her from this tongue in the future, I will tear out our tongue)

The whole time, no family members uttered a word because they also knew Shreyansh was doing the right.

"Uss mamuli ladki ke liye aap aapne buasa se eise baat kar rehe hein." Hema tried to be sweet.
(For that ordinary girl you are talking to your buasa like this)

"Wo koi mamuli ladki nehi hein. Wo Soumya Shreyansh Singh Rathore hein. Shreyansh Singh Rathore ki biwi." Shreyansh shouted.
(She is not an ordinary girl. She is Soumya Shreyansh Singh Rathore, Shreyansh Singh Rathore's wife)

Hema flinched by his voice.

Shreyansh looked at his dadasa.
"Hum iss aurat ki sakal bhi iss haweli mein dekhna nehi chahte.Ye aurat iss ghar mein ek kadam nehi rakhengi ajk baad."
(I don't even want to see the face of this woman in this mansion. This woman will not step into this house even once after that)

"Aap hume humare ghar se nikal nehi sakte. Bhuliye maat ki aap abhi tak raja nehi baane. Aap humare sath kuch nehi kar sakte." Hema said with her pride.
(You can't drive me out of my own house. Forget it, you haven't become the king yet. You can't do anything to me .)

"Try me" Shreyansh gave her a devilish look."Aapko aur aapke so called friend ke family ko sarak pe laane mein hume do minute bhi nehi lagenge.Hum raja ho ya na ho."
(It won't take even two minutes to bring you and your so-called friend's family out on the road, whether I am king or not.)

He further added.
"Aaj hume samajh mein aaraha hein ki aapki beti ko uske shadi ke do mahine baad hyi talak kiyu hogeya tha.It's only for your deeds."
(Today we can understand why your daughter got divorced two months after her marriage)

Saying that he took his luggage and went to his car. He sat on the driving seat and banged his fist on the steering wheel.
"Why, Soumya?Why?Why don't you understand your worth?Hum jitna bhi sab se aapke liye ladle. Par aap khud jab tak nehi ladengi tab tak koyi fayda nehi hoga."
(No matter how much I try to do for you, it will be of no use unless you fight for yourself)

He went to their private airport and saw a jet was ready to take off to Singapore for him. Another was ready to go to Delhi. Then he realized he didn't even say goodbye to her. She was also about to go to Delhi.

~

Soumya went downstairs into the living room, where everyone was present except Shreyansh and Hema.
She went towards them and took their blessings. It was not unnoticed by anyone how much she cried. Her eyes were puffy and not shiny like other days. Her nose and cheeks were red.
Meenakshi hugged her and apologized to her.
Soumya shook her head and gave her a sad smile.

"You can't go to Delhi alone. I will go with you." Vihaan said.

"No, you've lots of work. You stay here. I can go by myself. " She patted his cheek.

Workers put her bags in the car. After bidding everyone, she started going to the airport in the car. She wiped her tears and thought, 'Why do I have to cry whenever I go from here?' Remembering the last time, she went from here, far from Shreyansh.

(My own eyes welled up after writing this chapter because of Soumya's vulnerable state)

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