The Rajput BAHU

#27

Kanish was laid on his bed with his arms crossed under his head, shirtless.

He felt really tired today.

He was exhausted with the traveling they had to do.

But it was all worth it to him, as he had got to spend her birthday with her.

He was desperately waiting for her call.

But he had come to know her at least so much, that he was sure she was busy in opening her gifts with all The excitement on her face.

That happy, smiling face of her.

Ufff.......

He so wished to be present over there with her.

‘Patience Kanish, patience.’

He told to himself.

He thought about how the day had started.

Her birthday was not a secret in his house as each and everyone of them were aware about it and were really excited from the last few days to select the best gift for her.

She was a new member of their family.

He couldn’t express the happiness he felt when he saw the affection his family members held for her.

He thanked god once again for blessing him with such beautiful family as well as a good life partner.

He could say that the best gift to Aratrika from their house would be of his Daadisa.

Because she had gifted Kanish to her.

Means, their lunch date which was wholly planned by her.

Kanish smiles thinking about it.

He had expressed his wish to spend her birthday with her, to his Grandma, who without any further thought had everything planned.

It shows how comfortable Kanish was with his grandma then compared to other members.

But who wouldn’t be, if you have such nice grandmother.

His thoughts were disturbed by the buzz of his phone which was placed on the bedside table.

Excited, thinking that it was her call he took it in his hand but looking at the unknown number spoiled his whole mood.

Irritated, he rejected the call.

But to increase his frustration it buzzed again with the same number.

He huffed and rejected it again.

He was about to throw the phone on his bed but it buzzed again and to his surprise it was a video call with the same number.

With the whole world intention to yell a few words at the caller about disturbing him, he answered the call.

And it left him god smacked as he sat up straight on his bed blinking his eyes as he looked at the smiling face of his Aratrika.

“Finally!! Aapne mera phone Uthaya to sahi. Varna mujhe to laga tha ki aaj aap mujhe baat na kar ke hi dam lenge.” She spoke with a frown on her face, which clearly told about her frustration.

(Finally!! At least you picked up my call. Or else I had thought that today to not talk to me had become your mission.)

“Maaf kar do jaan. Par mujhe kaise pata chalta ki tum mujhe phone kar rahi ho?? Tum to humesha apni Mummy ke phone se call karti hai na. Aur ye Kiske number se phone kar rahi ho tum??” He questioned feeling possessive.

(I am sorry jaan. But how would I know that you are calling me?? You always call me using your mother’s phone. And whose number is this??)

He is not able to understand what’s happening with him.