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I came back to an empty home. This was unusual.
Usually, Isha was always waiting for me in the living room, or reading in the small home garden/balcony she made herself.
But home was oddly empty today. "Isha? Are you inside, love?" I asked while looking at the closed guest room door. She wasn't there. So I kept my work bag on the living room sofa and walked up the stairs on the first floor.
"Are you here, love?" I asked looking at the closed bedroom and study room doors. She wasn't there as well. Then I frowned. Where is my wife?
I quickly ran back down and called her. She didn't pick up. This is not right. Where is she? Did something happen? Why's she not picking up the phone? Is she alright? Did someone-
I was bought out of my worry overthinking by the sound of door opening.
I quickly turned around and breathed in relief when I saw Disha standing in front of me, in her peach coloured saree, looking gorgeous as ever. "Oh thank lord you are back!" I groaned, throwing my phone on the sofa and went to hug her tightly.
Only now did I felt some relief.
"What happened?" My wife asked me, cluelessly as she hugged me back. I wanted to throw a fit at her for being so clueless and irresponsible for scaring me like this.
But I know my wife isn't irresponsible by any means. And if she wasn't at home at this hour, then there must be some reason for it.
"Nothing. Just wanted to hold you close." I whispered, having her in my arms. I loved how she felt in them. Mine, and adorable.
She chuckled at my words and hugged me back, her soft fingers making patterns on my neck, making me sigh. "Is that so? You do that all the time. Still not satisfied?" She asked me and I pulled back to look at her beautiful face.
So damn gorgeous.
"Guilty as charged. But it's not enough." I shrugged nonchalantly and she let out a laugh. Her laugh being so contagious, made me smile too. "What's so funny?" I asked, sounding offended but there was a smile on my face.
"Nothing. You just look, adorable. All the time." Isha said making me want to devour her whole. Four beautiful years into the marriage and she just keeps getting more and more adorable every passing day.
Disha Arsh Khanna is hands down the most adorable creature in the world.
"Oh now do I? You are adorabler." I shrugged again and pecked her nose.
"Hey! That's not even a-
"I know. That's not a word. Does that matter?" I asked with a small smirk. She sighed and rolled her eyes at me, though there was a small smile on her lips. Gosh! I love her smiles.
"Wait, you still didn't tell me where were you? I also tried to call you but you didn't pick up." I remembered the main question and asked. My fingers started to softly trace the small bare region of her waist which the saree didn't cover.
That seemed to have some effect on her as she came a bit closer to me.
"I was out to buy groceries. That's why." She replied in a soft tone, as her fingers now started to play with my pendant. The one she gifted me last year.
"This late? It's nine already." I replied looking at the clock. I don't mind her going out but it's late and unsafe. Plus she never goes out alone at this hour.
"Yea I got home late today and slept. When I woke up I realised I didn't had certain things for dinner. So I went to buy them." Isha gave me a nervous smile. My eyebrows rose up. Came home late? From where?
