Her Soft Hearted Psycho Husband

The family dramas

Arjun and I are currently staying at a mansion, which Arjun gifted to my parents. We shifted here a week before my wedding. Today I have to shift from my maternal house to my mother-in-law's house.

A typical Indian ritual will be followed today. My dad has been sad since yesterday, but the sad thing is I didn't even see a drop of tears in my mom's eyes. I think she is very happy that my dad won't nag her to prepare my favorite dishes. Not to mention she has always had a problem with me staying at home and not getting married, even after 21. Currently I am 25. Definitely she must be happy after 4 years of struggling, but Sita Aunty cried a lot on my wedding day. Sorry for not introducing. Sita Aunty is my friend Shiva's mother. She saw me grow up into a beautiful woman. I often think my mom stole me from her when I was a child. But unfortunately, I am my mom's daughter. Me and my mom are like friends. I have never gotten the motherly attention or feeling towards my mom. It's a mutual feeling. We got a very friendly relationship.

I got that motherly attention from Sita Aunty. I stayed at her home most of the time during my childhood. The poor lady lost her son. Not even a decade after losing her husband. She is planning to open an orphanage and help helpless kids. Currently, she is visiting all the holy temples in India. She gave a break to it just because of my marriage. So she went to continue her journey just after I got married. She went that day itself. It pained my heart.

Arjun went to drop my father-in-law at our mansion. He ordered the driver to drop him at the mansion, but I refused him and told him to drop him himself. I stand by my words; I won't, let alone a servant with my parents. And on top of that, my father-in-law has many rivals. Who knows, the driver might be the rival. So, it's not wrong; I want him to be a little more responsible when it comes to my father-in-law.

Currently, I am sitting on my bed while my mother is packing my things and giving me instructions about how I should be in the future. And how should I take care of my husband, father-in-law, and my home? She cares about him a lot more than me. Even though we got a friendly relationship with each other, I expected her to say any of these lines: 'I will miss you. Please take care of yourself. I don't know how I will manage without you. This is too much; I know she will manage without me, but I wanted to hear those words coming out of her mouth so badly'.

While I am thinking all this, my dad gives his entry into my room. "Dad, why are you being so sad? Learn from momma, look how carefree she is. She is like I am going for a picnic. Just take it like that; you will be shifting to the mansion, which is nearby our mansion. It's just 15 minutes of travel. You get to see your daughter whenever you want."

My mother interrupted me and said, "Yeah, correct. Listen to her; she is even more mature than you. What did you expect her to be with you your whole lifetime? I think you don't have any work to do. That's why you are worrying. Okay, do something. Book a ticket for both of them. Make their honeymoon arrangements. worry about that. She is already 25. When my grandchild enters this world, she will be 27 by that time. When Charu goes to college, she will be 44. When charu finishes college and gets married, she will be already 50. When Charu gives birth to her daughter, she will be already At least 52 plus, she's already having knee pain, back pain, hip pain, and shoulder pain even at the age of 25. Then how will she take care of my great-grandchild? Worry about that. Okay. Please make the honeymoon arrangement as super as, as soon as, as great as possible."

My dad just nodded and left the room as expected. I looked at her with What the f**k expression. I have just got married. But she's already worrying about her great-grandchild. Oh my God. This lady is always impossible.

"Oi, listen. Don't simply sit at your husband's house too. I know you have done Masters at sitting without doing any work at home. Don't fight with him, just like you fight with everyone." "Mama, I am not as bad as you are thinking. Just remember, I am a feminist. I write about feminism. Do you know what feminism means? I write about equality. I am an author. Then Why are you speaking like I will make him suffer domestic violence?"

While I was saying all this, she interrupted me again and said, "Oh, hello. Tell all these stories to the people who didn't know you. I know you. Do you know what you did in your LKG? You had slapped a boy just because he messed up with your friend a little. And what you used to do with Shiva? You always fight with him."

"At those times, I was just a kid, mama."

"So you are saying now you are a big girl."

"Yes, I am a big girl."

"Look, Arjun came."

Arjun's servants picked up my luggage to the car. While we were walking down the stairs, my mom told Arjun, "Arjun, now she is okay. After going to the mansion, she will create a little drama that she is feeling like to meet her dad. Don't let her; don't hear her. Their father-daughter duo will always try to showcase their drama. Just remind her she has a phone and can make a video call to see her baba. And we will come to meet you guys after two days." Then we both bid them bye and settled in the car. I teared up looking at my father. The car started moving. The new journey begins.