Sita: His Unknown Desire

33.

A R A N Y A K

"These. I'll buy these" I glanced at her from the cookie's box, I was holding. It's a choco chip one. I hummed, putting the box I was holding down on shelf before putting my hands in my pocket. I hummed as she smiled, looking at the cookies box.

"It's hard to choose one, you know. I love all of these" I smiled a little and hummed. If she wants, I can buy all of this, Without any hesitation or second thought. "Uhhh.... Ok I'll buy this one. Final. Final." She hold up the brown painted cookies box as I nodded.

"I am happy that you like it" both of ours eyes fall on Aditya's wife, Ira. She's the owner of this small bakery and I can say she and Sita became a good friends. "Indeed. You have magic in your hands." Ira smiled widely as Sita spoke. I leaned my shoulder against one of the shelf, gaze fixed on my wife. I'm keeping a safe distance because it's their introduction.

"It would be a loss if you haven't opened a bakery shop, People would miss a masterpiece." Sita is praising her and I'm liking this. A part of me fall harder for her after this. Her eyes filled with love and praise. This woman doesn't even know how much power she has on me.

"Thank you, Sita. I'm actually happy that you like it. But have to admit, you have a sweet tooth." She laughed as Ira spoke. The sound of her laughter echoed in my ear, made all of my nerves calm. "I can't deny. But these cookies are the best one, Ira."

"I've made a new type of red velvet pastry, want to try?" Sita nodded without any hesitation as I smiled a little. Sita glanced back at me as I nodded before she quickly have me a smile and followed Ira. I know very well she'll take a box of cookies in Switzerland.

Zaiden told me to come to Italy for honeymoon but Trisha said it should be in Switzerland. It's hard to disagree with her so I just agreed. At least she's like a sister to Sita, also.

My thoughts break as I heard a sound of a message dropped in my phone. I took out my phone.

UNKNOWN NUMBER: A honeymoon, Mr. Aranyak Suryawanshi? Good but don't think about touch Sita, man. She's mine. And I would break every types of barriers for her.

My anger boiled in my blood as my grip on my phone got tighter. I'm not surprised that Sita's Stalker sent me threating message because I've already expected it. Fucking idiot. I would tear him apart if this bastard ever come infront of me and I don't give a fuck who the hell he is.

"He... He'll take.. he'll take me with him-- Aranyak. He-"

"He'll take-- me Aranyak. I don't want to go with him-- I want to be with you. He said I'm his"

"Aranyak, don't leave me, please."

I recalled the memory when Sita cry in my arms, letting out all of her pain. She had a panic attack and it's not for the first time. This motherfucker is causing troubles for her. Both, mentally and physically. Her trembling body against mine, like her life depends on it..on me, made me fucking loose my mind and all the willpowers of just to kill that bastard.

If he really loves her why he's making her cry? Making her scared? This is how that bastard see love? If love is like that, then I would rather kill myself than thinking about making her cry. Making her scared of me. I want to be her that person, with whom she can share all of her problems, not a that person who she would think many times before sharing anything.

I want to be her home, not a house made of bricks and cement.

ME: I fucking swear, I will kill you if you touch my wife.

No regret. No hesitation. No second thought.

I turned off the phone, taking a breath to calm my nerves, which is wanting to see that man's lifeless body infront of Sita's feet.