What shall I name this tale ?

6. We are trying to work out !

“ Naina,” shouted Karan as he looked shocked at the sudden change in his wardrobe which was half occupied with his wife's dresses. While hearing his loud pitch voice, Naina who was on the call rushed inside only to find Karan, looking angry with a clenched jaw.

“ What happened ?” Naina asked confusingly.

“ This happened !” growled Karan as he pointed at her things in his wardrobe. “ Who told you to arrange these things here, in my wardrobe ?”

Naina who wasn't aware about it, looked dumbfounded as Karan waited for her reply. When he didn't get the one, Karan grabbed the suitcase which was lying near.

“ I want these all things out of my wardrobe,” he began as he pushed the suitcase towards her with a little force. “ Pack it in this bag. I won't share my wardrobe with anyone.”

Karan stared at Naina who gulped hard, seeing the way Karan was fuming in anger. Fumbling with her words, she tried to speak but nothing came out of her mouth.

“ I didn't, ” Naina tried when she realised Ishita was on the call and it was still connected. “ Oh shit !” Naina cried out and the very first thing she did was to disconnect the call.

Seeing her pale and nervous face, Karan narrowed his eyes as he raised his eyebrows, questioning her about the person who was on the call.

“ Your mom,” she timidly replied, getting hold of the suitcase.

“ Are you for real ?” Karan snapped back, thinking about all the ways his mother would make him pay for whatever the shits he uttered a while ago. “ You could have disconnected it. Now I am in trouble all thanks to your foolishness.”

“ How was I supposed to know that you are going to behave like a jerk ?” Naina roared back and the pale girl was long gone. “ And moreover, I don't care whether your mom beats the shit out of you or kills you.”

“ How did you even get the degree of doctor?” was his very next question as he stared at her in disbelief. Naina shot him a glare as she let out a frustrated sigh hearing his favourite question which he always asks.

“ I am sure they all pitied on you and gave you the degree after seeing your childish behaviour,” he mocked, smirking at her who fumed in anger as she stomped her foot on the floor before sliding the same suitcase in his direction which hit his foot as he whined.

“ Woman, are you mad ?” Karan cried out as he jumped on one leg, taking the foot of another leg in his hand while rubbing it.

“ No, ” Naina shouted back,“I am childish .”

“ You are going to pay for this,” Karan warned as he made his way out of the wardrobe, still limping on one leg.

“ Karan, tujhe kya hua hai ?” came his mother's voice as soon as he stepped out of the wardrobe while limping which his mother noticed who happened to arrive in their room at the same time.

“ Your lovely daughter happened,” Karan replied, showing his mother a sulking face.

“ Hey Mr, I didn't do anything,” Naina voiced out as she walked out of the wardrobe while glaring at Karan who was giving her the same look. Ishita who observed their behaviour had guessed it right that whatever she heard on the call was related to the problem they both were facing while adjusting with each other.

“ Tum kaha kuch karti hoo, ” Karan replied, sarcasm dripping out of every word. “ Sab kuch karne ka theka toh mein ne le rakha hai.”

“ Aap jyada bol rahe hai aise nahi lagta aapko?” Naina snapped back as she looked at him.