ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ [ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ]

a day

Nikita POV:

I had seen Riya and him at the event. I saw him pushing her against the wall, just like he did to me a few hours ago. I felt my heart break yet again. After a while I wasn't able to stay around. He even pulled me in his family picture. Why does he make me feel so loved and included, then this.

When he kissed me again at night, I felt the sensations, but suddenly I remembered that I might not have been the only one, and I felt disgusted but my body wasn't reacting to that disgust. My body was melting with his touch. I went upstairs and went to bed. I didn't know how to deal with this. I wanted to tell Aai but I know she'd not be able to handle another problem related to this.

Mayukh POV:

I could barely sleep last night. Her words were ringing in my ears. Did she see us yesterday and assume something? Why did she become so petty when I mentioned Riya? Did Riya say something to her? I got up after the 4/5 hours of shaky sleep and did my morning business and showered. We are spending the day relaxing today, until we fly back.

I went downstairs and found everyone eating together. She was there too, sitting next to Mom, talking and eating.
I went to Mom and kissed her head, "Good Morning love." Though I said that looking at Nikita, she noticed but looked away. I sat down opposite Nikita and started eating.
"So, what plans today?" I asked everyone.
"Esha is leaving today." Mom said, "She's going to her home city for a bit before you guys return back to Dubai."
"Oh really? I'll miss you champ!" I said, giving her a side hug.
"I'll see you in literally 2 weeks!" She smiled, "My flight is in a few hours, I'll get my stuff packed." She said and left.
"What about the rest of us?" I asked.
"No plans bro, you tell me!" Armaan said.
"Why don't we go sight seeing?" I suggested. Everyone agreed except the one person I wanted an answer from. Why is she not talking?
"Nikita? You want to join them?" Dad asked.
"Umm, no, it's fine, I'll stay home with you guys, if that's an issue." She said. It is an issue wife, why are you not coming with us? It was too late to say anything so I just ate in silence and soon everyone got ready and stared heading off. While we were waiting for our car, I overheard Riya talking to Nikita as I was entering her room.

"... so it's good you're learning your lesson and declining on your own, otherwise I'd have to become involved."
"Yeah."
"You know Mayukh isn't the one for you. Besides, just yesterday, him and I were making out in the corridor. He seems so in love with me. So if you do have feelings then you better forget it, he isn't going to fall for a low class girl like you."
I saw her nod, "Yeah, I know."
"Anyway enjoy your day of loneliness with aunties and uncles!"
I saw her walking so I hid before she went and was going to enter her room but I saw her fall on the bed and cry. It hurt me to see that. I wanted to comfort her, but it's time I deal with Riya first.

I went downstairs and got Riya to sit in a car with Rohan. I told Rohan I'll explain everything later and he sat and they drove off. I then told Armaan that I'll be spending the day with Mom Dad too because they haven't gotten enough time, so they carry on and we'll join them in the evening. Armaan nodded and he also drove off in the next car.

Soon, it was just Mom Dad Nikita and I at home. I sat next to Mom while she got ready.
"Where are you guys going?" I asked.
"Family friend's place, they've called us for lunch to celebrate Ruyash."
"I thought I'll spend the day with you guys."
"Awww it's okay, we'll be back by around 6, after that we can all go for a dinner or watch a movie. Nikita's at home, spend the day with her."
"I'll see."
"By the way, tell me something..."
"Ask."
"Is there something going on between you and Nikita?"
"Huh? What? What makes you say that?"
"Just asking."
"No. Nothing is going on."
"Hmmm" Mom said and got up. While leaving, next to the door, she stopped, "Maybe something should be going on!" I turned, "she's an amazing girl. You'd be lucky!" Mom winked and left the room.
I chuckled. If only you knew Mom.

Soon, Mom Dad also left and it was just me and Nikita at home. I got so many missed calls from Riya but I couldn't care less. I walked to Nikita's room and couldn't find her there. I went outside and searched the whole house but she wasn't there. Where was she?! I went back in her room after 10 minutes seeing Bruno run there and saw her drying her hair. She looked so hot. Her shorts, baggy top. That was her usual style at home, I noticed. Her hair, flowing free.

I entered and settled myself against her bed. She turned and her towel fell down from her hand as she saw me.
"You really need to learn to knock." She said.
"Why do I need to knock to come to my wife's room?"
"Don't."
"What's your plan for today?" I asked.
"I was going to just..."
"Just what?"
"Leave for Indore."
I got up. "What?! Why?!"
"What do you mean why? It's my home."
"This is also your home!" I said subconsciously. I cleared my throat and clarified, "I mean, this is also like your home. Why are you leaving?"
"Because I... I want to."
"This isn't you speaking. This is Riya speaking, isn't it."
Her eyes widened. "What are you—"
"It's very evident. I know she likes me. I know she'd tell you to stay away from me. Question is, Why are you staying away? Why are you listening to her?"
"Because she wants you."
"So?"
"So? So why can't she peruse you?"
"Because...." Shit, she caught me. Technically Riya can, but, I didn't want her to come in between Nikita and I.
"Exactly."
"I am your husband."
"Forced husband."
"Just shut up." I said getting annoyed. She got alert and looked away, "Umm anyway, what do we do then today?"
"Umm, is there like... any good temples?"
"Oooh! Yes there is! Come, I'll take you!
"I'll go on my own."
"Chup. Just get ready and meet me downstairs in 10 minutes." I said and went to my room to get ready.

I wore a pair of jeans and a simple tshirt and made my way downstairs. She walked down a few minutes later in a similar skin tight salwar with patiala pants. This time in pastel red. Her duppata rested on her shoulder and her makeup was done slightly. She still had her necklace on. I smiled slowly. She stood near me and said ready. I smiled and locked the door, leading us to the car.

We were driving when she suddenly asked, "What will you... do to Riya?"
"You don't need to worry about that."
"Yes I do. Tell."
"Why do you care?"
"She'll come attack me after you're done."
"No one will touch you, except me." I winked at her. After her dejected face, I gave in, "I'll just tell her I heard and that she needs to stay away or it'll not end well for her. Empty threats are enough."
"It's wrong."
"Where's the rule book?"
She just rolled her eyes smiling and looked out the window.

Nikita POV:

We reached one of the oldest yet most popular temples in the city. It was a beautiful temple. We walked in, removed our shoes and went ahead to pray. I saw a lot of stares at us which made me conscious. Was I doing something wrong? Am I being rude in any way?

"Listen..." I whispered to him and he looked at me, indicating his attention, "Am I doing something wrong?"
"No, why?"
"There's..."
"What happened?"
"I... there's a lot of people... staring..."
He chuckled and led us back towards the car as we finished praying.
"You're with me."
"What?"
"Nikita, we're quite known in Kolkata. We're famous here. We have a lot of factories and businesses and my grandfather is the local MP of this city. We are very well known in Kolkata. They know me, and they recognize me, so seeing you with me is raising doubts."
"Oh. So like, is me being around you an issue?" I knew the answer to that. Whether or not he was known here, me being near him is an issue.
"No. It's not like the other media. We never let ourselves get into that 'richy rich' lifestyle so media doesn't follow us anywhere. We even give off the image that we're just well off, doesn't mean anyone will come behind us."
"Oh that's, smart."
"I know." He smirked.

We reached the car and went to a few more places before finally stopping for chai at a local dhaba. I sat down next to him and we were having chai.
"So, are you still going to Indore?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"What do you mean why? You met your parents na even I want to meet mine."
"Is Aai okay now?"
Did he just call Aai as Aai? And not 'my mother'! Oh my God!
"What?"
"I asked if she's okay."
"Yea... yeah she's... fine."
He nodded and we got back to his house, where his Mom and Dad were having chai.

I smiled and went to my room. I was going to go to Indore.

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