"There will be no divorce, ever. So think before you say yes." His view fixated on her.
"I've already said yes." Her voice and eyes were dim, too much for anyone to not notice.
"I'm a cruel man so don't you dare humiliate me if you get cold feet and...
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"Passe une bonne nuit. Je pars." Shahwar slid her small bag on her shoulder as she sent her final goodbye to the chef before she walked out of the cafe.
(Have a good night. I'm heading out.)
The car was already waiting for her as always, it never left throughout the time she'd be at work.
She got inside and smiled at the driver who never really spoke much except for passing short nods at her in acknowledgment of her presence.
It had been almost a month since she'd been hired at the cafe and coming to work six and seven days on alternate weeks. She wholeheartedly enjoyed working there. Rehaan had been continuing with his life the same way as it was, going to work and coming back in the night for dinner when the two of them would see each other for lesser than an hour and go to sleep later with their backs towards each other.
Shahwar's shift usually was from ten o clock in the morning till seven o clock in the evening. The only times she'd be late would be whenever it was too crowded and she'd get off around nine in the night. She occasionally made breakfast at her place which Rehaan didn't seemed to notice according to her and always ate in silence before he left for work.
Her stepmother hadn't called after the two times from the first week of her marriage. She did feel like the loss was unbearable at times but there wasn't anything she could do. If things had to be fixed then she wanted her father to try from his end. She'd given up on a lot to do what he had wanted her to without causing him any trouble.
The car reached the house in fifteen minutes, she got out and went inside. Isabel came to greet her as usual and then she added something unusual to her statement. She said there was a female guest at the house who had been waiting for her and Rehaan. Shahwar hadn't been expecting anyone, nor Rehaan had mentioned any guest to her.
She thought the guest would be in the fancy parlor for guests of the house but she was told that the guest was in their lounging area. She went towards the lounge and saw the familiar face who stood up from the sofa and plunged over her with a hug.
"Hey bhabhi!" It was Iraj. Rehaan's sister. "I thought of surprising you two." She broke the hug and looked at Shahwar biting her lip. "I hope you're not mad that I came without telling you guys."
"Of course not." Shahwar smiled. Why would she be upset at his sister?
"Let's see what my villainous brother has to say about it now." She sighed as if she knew what he'd say.
"Come. I wanted to spend some time with you." She held Shahwar's hand and took her to sit on the sofa.
Shahwar didn't even know what to say. "I hope you're not very tired after the flight?"
"Oh I'm just fine." Iraj smiled. "Uh, I think you just came from somewhere, you look a bit tired."
"Oh uhm no I'm fine." She was tired, but she didn't want to make Iraj feel uncomfortable.
