If We Could Have It Again

26- A FRIENDLY SUGGESTION

The night was long.... Next day, even longer. He  couldn't stop thinking about Diya. She looked helpless when I talked about that night. He  felt guilty.... That was your master plan? He thought to himself.
To push her even far away... How didn't you realise that she would never approve of you telling these things in the court? What did you expect? That she will run into your arms and say yes I remember that night and I am ready to come back to you because we had sex. She has clearly said this multiple times that she wants to forget about it. Suddenly he hated what he did.

His mind wasn't ready to stop. He was lying on the bed of his home.... His and Diya's.... He hasn't been here much after Diya left, he usually stayed at his dad's house. But after what he felt yesterday he  couldn't leave this place. He kept sitting in Diya's closet, her clothes were still hanging there. Some of them still had her fragrance.
Last few times when he was here, he would spray her perfume on the bed and her pillow before sleeping so that he would feel that he wasn't alone. That time he thought he is just feeling weird became he was all alone in that house first time after marriage. Or maybe he was too used too for her fragrance that he felt weird but now he felt as if he really, truly missed her fragrance and what he said to her at the hotel in Indore was rather true. He misses her not only in the house but also in his life. He felt lonely. He felt as if a very important part of his life was missing and finally he knows the reason why he couldn't stay in this house. It was her home, their home and it fet incomplete without her.
He knew that before but knowing and feeling are towards different things. He was always confused about his own behaviour towards her it was softer than usual.
He tried to be the usual asshole people thought he was with Diya but he could never do that and ended up being a jerk.

He felt dizzy because of the overwhelming feeling and over thinking. He couldn't sleep all night and all day and that made him even more tired. His mind wasn't still clear. He always said that he has loved his part... He couldn't love anymore, Diya was anything but responsibility his father put on him and he is always going to fulfill it. His father asked him not to let go of Diya and he would have done that for his father's sake. But now his own feelings has left him confused.... Liking someone other than Aarohi was impossible or was it possible and maybe that's why he wasn't ready to let Diya go.

Is that why everyone always asked me to tell her about feelings?
But they said I ove her? I don't love her it's just attraction.... I mean she is beautiful and recently she is looking even prettier. She has put on some weight too... It looks so good on her... He couldn't stop thinking about her.

Finally picking up his car keys, he decided to go out for some fresh air. Starting the car he sat on the driver's seat he pushed the accelerator pedal. He wanted to go nowhere in particular but before he knows he was standing in front of Diya's house. Without thinking much he rang the doorbell. The door opened after a while, it was Diya obviously. Dressed in a simple pink palazzo and a pink tank top her beauty was shining at her best. Arjun didn't think much, he winded his hand around her waist and stepped inside pulling her closer to him. Before Diya could react or say anything his lips were on her's. Diya's eyes widened in shock, she couldn't even push him away because her brain wasn't able to process the situation. There was so much passion Diya couldn't keep her eyes open anymore. Arjun's hand slides up from her waist to her left breast since she wasn't wearing anything inside of the tank top he could feel the softness of her skin even through the fabric. Circling his thumb around her erected nipple Arjun could feel the thrill in his body.
"It's fuller than before...." He breaks the kiss and said. Before he could kiss her again Diya pushed him away and slapped him hard. It was the first time Diya ever slapped anyone. Her hand was stinging with pain, so she was sure that the slap was hard. Arjun's left cheek had the prints of her fingers, he didn't know how to react, he was embarrassed but wasn't ashamed of what he did and definitely not angry at Diya's reaction.