A 2nd Chance at marriage Romance.
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Warning: Join Shreya and Saaransh's journey of pain, hurt, love and longing with a box of tissues on your side.
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He was very happy today.
For 1 whole week he's free and he's going to spend it with her, his beautiful wife. They would go all places that she always dreamt of going, in the car. Just two of them.
Finally, he will have some time for her.
On the way to home, he stopped and got her favourite flowers, a pair of jhumkas and Triple Chocolate Waffles.
With another spare key, he quietly tiptoe inside, placed all the goodies on dining table with his bag and went into kitchen. Her back facing him as she was lost in her own world. She was always lost somewhere, due to which either burnt or undercooked the rotis often. It was always the rotis. She had amazingly mastered every other cousine in the course of time.
He stared at her with a soft smile on his face. Taking in her Messy bun half undone, her favorite loose-fitting tee with mismatched lowers, as she worked on the stove.
Unknown to him, she had a very bad day. The department was going on dinner where her favourite Sociology professor- Mrs Shamita Seni would be joining them for upcoming project. But she had to come back home and make dinner for the Lawyer Mahashay. ( Mister Lawyer )
Carried away by his longing to hold her, chest pressed against his in a tight embrace, for a long time , both due to owing their moods and his own hesitancy, inability to spend much time with her cause of work burden, he immediately wrapped his arms round her waist.
Burying his head in the crook of her neck.
At peace.
Finally at home.
Startled, she pushed him away rather harshly, " What is this Saaransh! What the hell you want from me huh ? First I make food after coming back from work, then have sex with you all night. Is that what you want ?"
His nostrils as he clenched his fists at sides, but kept his temper in check, " What the -" He takes a deep breath and then says, rather patiently, " I don't always just think about having sex with you Shreya." His voice slowed at end. I missed you. You're here always but still I keep missing you. I just want to tell you how much I miss you. How the hell I do that ? Please You tell me Shreya.
" That's why I- What ?" She pauses and gulps , ashamed of falsely accusing him, " What do you want then?" She merely whispers. It's not about sex... okay? Then what is it about? Do you even think about Me Saar? Nevermind, you are one busy man.
He quietly stares at her, simply. Unnerving her. I just fucking want to spend some time without when I have the chance. To be really really at peace, at home, to have you in my arms. Just to go on the car travelling with you for the weekend. To do what we've always dreamt of doing together.
Why the hell is it so fucking hard to tell you , dammit ?!
Then shakes his head, " Nothing. " Is there something I can help you with ? He looks around the mess of their kitchen. Would she let me with that mood of hers. " Just tell me when dinner's ready."
And walks away to freshen up , without sparing another glance.
Saaransh wait!
She wants to say, to scream, to anyhow make him stop, but no one come out. I am sorry. Please..Please, come back. Hold me. Hold me in the way you want to. Come back and hug me, will you ? But she stared at his dissappearing back and turns back to stove, dejected.
Then huffs.
And goes back to making food for the Lawyer Mahashay.
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