Beyond Words

29. Friends

Vishrut POV

Not being with her for just two days is making me go crazy. Can someone go crazy missing someone? Well, I am going now. Yesterday she was busy with her brother, There was no text, no call till late at night. That also ended with her blabbering about her day how she spent a day with her brother, how she felt, and slept in between her talks. 

Not knowing what to do, I spent my night hearing her breaths. Call me crazy but I am getting obsessed with her be it her smell, her smile, her eyes, her hair, her touch, her skin, her lips, her kisses, everything, It just has to be her and I am done. What have you done to me, Adaa? 

I am currently covering my enthusiasm in the mask of study with a research book about brain tumors in my hand. Why enthusiasm? because My cupcake would be coming for dinner tonight, and our parents would finalize everything about the engagement. 

Whenever I think of engagement it gives me some vibes, trust me they are not good. But I would just push them aside. Engagement and Marriage is not a small thing, it's about two families, 2 groups of people coming together and wishing for our happiness. That thought alone shakes me, What I was doing is so wrong, How can I fool them all, What if my cupcake gets blamed for everything that we have done? How can I be a fool and think that it's just an engagement and we could still call off marriage after this, this is half marriage.  

A loud ringing of the doorbell and people coming inside made me realize that they had come but my eyes kept searching for that one woman, who had been in my brain all the time.  
"Veer, can you help Adaa, she is in the car", I smile at Adaa's mom and move out.

She was wearing a black saree, with a copper-gold border, her hair was braided parting in the middle and leaving 2 small sections of hair to fall on her face. It was a simple saree but my heart made flips. I couldn't take my eyes off her, her shining eyes, little nose, rosy soft lips. Without any second thoughts, I took long strides and kissed her. 

The moment our lips met I left alive, after 2 days. She stood there shocked, I purposely bit her lower lip asking her to reciprocate and she did. I can feel electricity passing through my veins, just by her near me. My right hand made random patterns on her waist, feeling her skin. I want more so I push her against the car and move toward her, letting my body touch her, let her feel me, my need. My grip tightened on her waist to the point it left bruises but she did not even push me, besides she pulled me even closer looping her hands around my neck if that's even possible, and bit my lip before playing a tongue fight with me.

We broke apart as we felt out of breath, but our bodies remained intact along with our foreheads. 
"I missed you", I said pecking her.
"I want you to show how much you miss me", she leaned forward lifting herself on her toes with the help of the collar of my button-down black shirt to each my lips, I bent down, and there was barely an inch gap. We can feel each other's hot breath, fragrance, and addictive touch.  

"Sorry to interrupt but they are waiting for you", there stood my innocent saala (brother of wife) facing the other side. 
"I am going now, bye", he ran like a cat when her tail was set on fire. We both looked at each other and burst into laughter. 
"He was like that from the start, When I said I had my first kiss, he was shying I was watching him," she said controlling her laughter. 

But my brain still looping the feeling of some other touching her lips with theirs. 
"Mr Vishrut, help me with the bags", She elbowed me, giving me some bags from the car. 
"You robbed the whole store?" She glared at me, making my smile vanish. 
"These are for you all. Acha did my lipstick smudge?", She turned to me with a cute pout on her face. I couldn't help but kiss it and say "No".

The whole dinner went in delight, with a little talk and more teasing. 
"We will leave then, Bye", Adaa's mom said hugging my mom.
"Yeah," My mom smiled reciprocating the hug. My future father-in-law, Adaa's dad pulled me in for a hug. Smiling I reciprocated but my eyes still stuck on her not wanting her to leave this early. They walked to the car, and not being able to stop myself I ran to her and kissed her forehead. Her eyes widened along with the smile but she slapped my biceps and her cheeks a deeper shade of red when we realized that there were pairs of eyes watching us teasing with their eyes, and a genuine smile on their lips.  

"Common son, it's our time", My dad took the rock glasses and his favorite brand. 
"Don't be late, I am sleeping. make sure to clean the mess up before sleeping" After a little shake of her head she continued "At least before I wake up. And don't give him your life advice, I know they suck", Mom went to their room and I followed my dad to the balcony chuckling to myself. 

"I am happy", Dad spoke when we were halfway through drinks turning all serious. 
"And why is that", I took a sip.
"Because my son is getting married"
"I am getting engaged Dad, not married"
"Will there be any difference, it's already half marriage." He paused and continued as if he realized my silence "You are not thinking otherwise right?", he straightened his posture. 

"Vishrut, do even know what you are doing? this is not a game, this is a matter of two families, their feelings, and bonding, this is a matter of life, not everyone's but Adaas. Do you even know how much she loves you?" his tone changed to aggressive, but the last sentence caught me off guard, I know she likes me, but I never thought she would love me. If I knew I would have stopped this a long time back. 

"She loves me?", I know he can see all my emotions on my face, the guilt, the pain, confusion, and desperation to know the answer.
"Don't tell me you never observed, the way she looks at you, the way she takes care of you, the way she smiles when you smile, the way her eye lit up seeing you, the way she acts around you like she can do anything and you will be there with her, to protect her, to keep her happy. Like you are her safe place. She looks at you like you are the only person alive like you are the reason for her existence. Ok, you didn't understand her, but how can you not understand yourself? Do you not see yourself when you are with her, Do you not love her?" his eyes are bloodshot, but all I can think is do I love her?

"No, I don't love her. I know it seems like I love her, but no, I don't. Yeah, it's true that I like her, of course, how can someone not like her, she is so good, independent, confident, cheerful. She understands everyone, be there for them, and shares their pain along with their happiness. More of all She is a beautiful person inside and out. That doesn't mean I love her, I like to spend time with her, and share things, and I will be happy with her. But not love. We have already decided that if anyone falls in love this stops. Then why is this even being the topic of conversation, I should stop it." I brushed my hair looking or my mobile. 

"Stop, you are not doing that, and listen to me very carefully. You are getting married that too to Adaa. It's fixed." He caught my shoulder and made me look at him.
"Dad, have you gone mad, you can't force me. " I pulled out of his grip. 
"Why are you not realizing it, You love her. It's time for you to move on. I know Piya has been the deepest part of your life but she was just part of your life. You can't spend your whole life crying over a person." He took a deep breath and continued

"I wouldn't have forced you if weren't in love, But you are in love and you are just not realizing it. I can't see you cry again after losing her, think about my words." He made me sit on the sofa and sat along with me. 

"No, I know. I am not in love, we are just friends. She reminds me of Piya a lot, but that doesn't mean I feel the same for her as I felt for Piya. She is just another friend but a bit close and special. Look at me, Dad. I don't love, but she is special."

Before Dad could speak further I saw her standing in the doorway.
"Adaa, wait...Adaa. Let me explain", I caught her hand and turned her around. But before she could turn properly her eyes shut and she lost consciousness in my arms. 
"Adaa, ...", Both my parents run to us.

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