Nihal pov
The day of fight
Sitting in my car coming back from the gym I thought thinks going too much wrong between us both, I lashed out on frequently more and more these days.
My company had total five project totally in different locations needed my much attention, two of the buildings which are now ready are now stuck in case making me worried of loosing crores lf money I invested with the losses not in finance but reputation of the company made me more frustrated, my days were stuck in a loop of court, lawyers, the outrageous demand of other party going to site, meeting, labor work, market made me loose my mind, I controlled my temper everywhere but when it came to my wife I couldn't hold back and lashed out my frustration on her.
Her and I share the bond for seven years this sole thing made me too much comfortable, and take her for granted, thinking alone I really went to harh on her calling fat and not getting intimate when she needed me.
I buy flowers and chocolate and plan a trip for our time, taking s deep sigh I run my fingers in my hair and firmly decided to talk to her and be more patient in our relationship.
Coming home I saw her sitting being mischievous I bring flowers and chocolate in front of her to amke her happy I know periods really make gunu cranky,, moody and it's too hard on her.
I offer my wife to spend time with me but her resistance made me irritated too, her changing behavior again and gain makes me too much frustrated already I had so much work load on my head then she shows 180°changes in our really makes me difficult to adapt to the changes.
Now she had a problem of me not handling my mother, she is the same woman who fought to me many times, for confronting my mother putting the necessary boundaries for our relationship I was even ready to live separately few blocks away from my parents to have our private already knowing the problems will arise soon.
But her being a emotional fool blamed me for being a hero and making her villan,she fought with me many many times on the same topic, to not interfere in the mother and daughter relationship of hers. She was the one who said to not talk to mother about her so o stopped.
Now she is angry with me for not taking her side again, not talking to mother, not setting the boundaries and blaming me for my mother's act towards her. Wasn't it supposed to be mother -daughter relationship again?
But always I am blamed I am the bad guy even if I try to right thing I am wrong, I do what she says then too I am wrong, this thing really irritates the fuck out me almost making me pull my hair so hard that I might go bald sooner than later.
I know I am wrong but she is also not right completely, now here I am smoking constantly the tenth cigarette , the moment she asked for a divorce ground shifted Beneath me, before her outburst I never took notice of my burning home, too much busy in my office.
I left her sleeping on bed not able to accept the woman I am in love with asking for a divorce, as if I am not ready to take the heavy burden of my reality slapping on my face, coming back to my home now felt too empty the heart in my chest felt too heavy and empty evry corner of my room is slapping me for the things I made wrong consciously subconsciously.
Sitting on the bed I saw every little thing she left that I gave her taking all the thing she brought, tears automatically made way through my eyes finally breaking me too, the burden of my broken heart and her absence made me realise how much I mistreated her and took her for granted.
I just didn't knew myself, how unaware I was unaware the heart that I promise to take care of was smashed by my own self, my own hands, I also didn't knew the things I sometimes called her in jokes and teasing broke her completely inside.
I called my in laws to make sure she was there, I am ready to beg for her forgiveness and do anything to get her back, make everything right between us, my mother was going lunatic with anger and frustration for her leaving at night knowing the environment is not safe, the same thing made me sad and angry at the same time like she is so done with me that she abandoned pur kids and left at late night.
I felt pathetic to call myself a man, providing luxury good things, money is not the only thing a woman craves and deserve I just forgot that and her absence really made me realise it. I didn't contacted her not to make her more angry and give her space she needed from me, our children and family, she is a human too I think it's better to leave her in her own space could be better and not trigger her anymore.
Standing in balcony I fell suffocated by everything , my guts twisted badly inside me making me nauseous, taking my phone I decided to text her but the message she sent me triggered me badly, I can tolerate anything but not her leaving me and even Imaging her with any other man than me made me furious and not thinking rationally I grabbed my car keys and drove crazily to her house.
I am furious, exhausted, scared, shocked, confuse, helpless, clueless,too emotional right now my mind is chaotic as I drive I don't know what to do to make us right, my children needs her, my family needs her, more importantly I need her, I love her, I can't see her with anyone else even if I have to drag her back to me and lock and tie her so that she can't escape from my eyes I am ready.
Early in the morning I finally reached her house, opening the gate I am having too much emotions in me, I don't know how she will react, I didn't knew what to do if she refused to come back, back of mind I am shaking life a leaf for the turn my life had taken on me.
But to my shock I saw her as I opened the gate, in all red with a suitcase, I didn't like her seeing like this my heart had a strange fear, her eyes looked to emotionless as if she is dead. I somehow composed myself and step towards her as she moved back talking to her for the first time I felt a certain type of strangeness in her voice as if she is too reseved around me.
I asked her "mummy papa ko pata hai tum vapis aa rahi ho? " She replied me "nahi" Instructing her to sit inside I move inside and went to mom and dads room, they were sleeping back of mind screamed her to take her back from here but it's too irresponsible to do so waking them up I informed them of gunu behaving strangely.
They both apologies to me for her rude behavior and ensuring me they made her understand the importance of marriage, they ensures me of her not repeating such thing in future, I frown my eye brows in confusion I was kind of expecting to be slapped or scolded for mistreating gunu back home.
We three walk back to car to look at her sitting alone in the car she appeared too lonely and fragile to me, making me sad and happy at the same time I was sad at the realization to lead her to this and happy that at least she is ready to come back and give me and us a chance.
Seeing my wife being awkward to her parents made me feel sacred and uncertainty at her changes, I felt too much worried of her eyes and body becoming stiff and non reactive at her parents touch, she didn't appeared to be same gungun who did not wanted to marry to leave her parents.
Ensuring her parents of me looking for my shortcomings and not to make her unhappy again I move back to the car and drive back to home, I just wanted to take her in our room and talk to her, apologize to her,take her in my arms and love her and treat her giving all my attention like I used too.
But taking her to the same home is one of the biggest mistakes of my life, to my mother slapping my wife and me being frozen and unable to react that time, to slowly looking at my wife loosing her own self, our relationship though it looked fine but slowly slipping from my hand, the business going down in my absence made me slip into depression and alcohol.
