"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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"How will I cook if you do this Shahwar?" He turned his head back to his wife who was hugging him from the back while he was trying to make breakfast in the kitchen.
"Don't worry I'll cook." Came her chirpy reply.
"Not happening." He placed the pan back on the stove turning back to lift her up above the kitchen counter and then sat her down over it. "Do not get down now."
The fact that she would never rest and behave like she was some super human was something Rehaan never understood. As much as Rehaan was skeptical about her physical stamina for doing anything she had always been the opposite. If it were up to him he'd never let her even go beyond walking. They were going to leave in an hour for their flight and he wanted her to eat something before they boarded the plane.
"Rehaan?"
"Yes?"
"We never talk about your parents." She hindered her face tilting it slightly.
He knew what she meant, they had always spoken about her father but not his parents and he'd never been to see them even once since their wedding, "There's not much about them actually, my memories with my parents aren't like yours with your abba ji, jaan. Baba and mom have always been busy with their lives that doesn't really involve me, baba had always wanted a daughter so yes, he's attached to Iraj, I'm glad he is but because he's an extremely money focused man like me he's still never able to make time for us. And mom, well, she's not like the regular moms. Let's just say that we never really knew what a mom is supposed to do till we were teenagers and we saw how kids who had mothers would behave with them. By we, I mean Iraj and I. She'll only ever call if she hears any of her friends talking about anything they get to know about us. She has only ever cared about who baba is. I don't think she even wanted kids until her friends had their own and then she decided to prove that she's capable of becoming a mother biologically."
He paused for a moment and then spoke again, "I do love them. Uh, we've never said that to each other, ever. They weren't abusive or extremely sensitive, they provided us with every single luxury within a span of few seconds and made sure we both were capable of keeping our pride and honor intact on our own in the world. They never pronounced it either. They aren't the best but I can't say that they're the worst either. I can tell you that they aren't very emotional people."
A long deep breath came and he still continued, "Iraj and I once went to an amusement park that she wanted to go to and I wanted to take her there, mom didn't like such places to be visited, so, when I took her there myself, I think I was sixteen and she was ten, we had an accident on our way back, some men came and gunned our driver to give them the car keys and we, uh, were kind of lost in the city, the driver himself was in on it with those men. We had a few injuries as they tried to assault us, I carried my sister to the hospital, then called our parents. Baba couldn't be reached as he was out of country and mom, well she just scolded me a little over the phone for going to the place she disliked and sent another car and money in no time to the hospital for us to be brought home." He passed her a smile trying not make her too disturbed by the whole story.
