Untold Tale of Indian Wife

•TWENTY-TWO•

He was like jalebi
Twisted in himself
But shed sweetness 🎀

Mrinalini's bosom stretched when she swallowed puffs of breath and lidded her gaze for the sake of a moment of tranquillity. Nevertheless counted days of monthly's visitor haven't demised from the calender.

Her gaze cautiously search for any task and a knock of reminder kicked against her mind that she need to settle her belonging here.

She was grateful that not even once her husband's word cracked remark about her feminine's sign.

Her eyes hooded when abrupt cramp
slammed and she buried her face in her palms. Her hand shifted downward when she feel the presence of her husband but he wasn't directly glancing at her.

She assumed that might some prime situation consumed his mind.
she turned on her heels but halted when his voice echoed.

"Ji suniye"

"Ji kahiye"

Prior she could register the factor of his calling, she took the notice of his extended hand and crisped newspaper bag showed up. Her brows shaped themselves in different shape due to perplexity and she was confirmed at the moment when bag came little closer.

Without exchanging any words through mouth but with eyes, she grasped it and peeked down and her single eyebrow arched when sweet aroma of jalebi and It's captivating appearance of round bright orange spirals captured her attention.

She can felt his gaze on her but when looked up then found him looking away.
He heaved a sigh then elaborated "Not certain but heard that sweet may help in reduce pain" rolled his shoulders in uncertainty.

Her heart sense euphoric waves and contentment led in her guts. she muttered a vocabulary of gratitude and he nodded, then engaged himself in case study.

Mrinalini settled on floor for arranging her belongings and out of blue she saw a tiny figure and a smile adored her lips, His little footstep carried him in room and he ducked his head when Shubhankar eyes landed on him.

Truth to be reveal little man hardly found himself talking to grown man here as sheen of his dominating exterior turned him down. He pondered that how did he even get a chance to marry with such sunshine lady.

Mrinalini eyes sparked with jubilation and she singled him to come closer, Shubhankar applied his gaze on her figure which manage to appear carefree spirit. From out of the corner of his eyes
he paid heed to his academic materials
and amusement washed over on his eyes.

Little man directly perched his tiny figure on her lap. He tilted his head and rested it on her bosom. He looked up at her with utterly fondness. His plump lips curled in adorable smile while little dimples bloomed on his cheeks. As if his smile was rays of sun and his dimples were sunflower.

His action awakened the tender feelings and she melted like butter. This heart capturing moment kindled a flame of  in his heart. Although he never opened himself infront of that little buddy but he does genuinely care about him.

FLASHBACK

Raghuvendra was utterly feeling scared and lonely while a lonesome teardrop trickled down as his heart clenched at the thought of sleeping without his mother. For some circumstances she has to took her leave for her paternal house, therefore leaving him alone.

His father must be swamped in his business studies. He gulped when he heard the roaring of thunderstorm and gather himself tightly.

His spine tingled when cold breeze snatched the warmth of his body and he wanted to scream and then remembered a maid asked him to not scream while putting him to sleep as this will tense everyone.