During upcoming days of his married life, Anubhav Singh was going to know that her wife was not just childish but half crazy.
First taste of her Pagal pan, he was having tonight.
For now, he was just controlling his anger which he didn't want to unleash on his wife.
Leash...
Control...
Rein...
The lion inside of him roaring but he had leashed it. Tamed it, tried to calm it down.
On their way back to home, he tried his best not to even look at the girl beside him.
He stayed silent, stayed calm.. like a good predator.
As soon as they get inside of their home, she pretend to be normal as she had already sensed his mood but couldn't understand the reason behind it.
He never, ever in his life manhandled a girl, raising a hand was another thing. Even not with the female criminals.
He looked at his wife with a very serious expression and called her: "Haseena.. humain ap se bat Karni hai.."
Haseena who had already sensed the seriousness in his tone, nodded silently..
"Chaliye phir?"he ushered her to their room and her heart missed a beat for not so good reason.
"Baithiye" indicated to the bed and she sat down.
Unleashed.
"Ap samjhti Kya hai Apne apko Haseena Malik? Dunya Apke Charo od ghumti rahti hai?" His voice was low but not calm.
"Hum ne Kya Kiya?" She tried to say something but he rushed to her and put his finger on her lips.
"Ap k Liye bahter yahi hai k khamosh rahiye. Yeh Jo izat apko dikhai de rahi hain naa humari, yeh hum ne bohat mahnat kar k banai hai, apki tarha thaal main saja kar nahi mili. Hum bus apna ap ek hi bar dohrae ge k apki waja se agar humari izat par koi aanch aai aur agar ap ne humare kam ki jagah par aa kar koi nea tamasha Kiya to sirf ek minute Lage ga humain apko chodne main. Phir hum Bhool jae ge k ap kis ki beti hai ya kis ki nahi.." they are so close that his snarls could be heard like her own voice but this was the proximity which arouse a news kind of emotions in her: a fear..
The thing, she didn't like at all.
On the other hand, he wanted to give her a good scolding, no matter the consequence. He was tolerating her childishness for a while and it was time to stop this.
"Samjhi ap ya samjhae?" He growled and she couldn't help herself but nodded. Her eyes were welling up, he saw but tried to ignore.
She herself didn't know, she, Haseena Malik who never afraid of anyone, why scared by this person?
His expression calmed down, "achi bat hai."
Then he looked at her who was on the verge of crying. As soon as his expression turned to normal, the tears she was holding while listening his scolding fell on her cheek.
She made a face and threw the pillow on him.."ap bohat gande ho. Aj tak humare dad ne bhi humain nahi daanta. Isi Liye humare dad ne humari ap se shadi karwai thi k ap humain Dante ge. Danta ku hai? Ek Kam karain maar bhi lain?"
Anubhav was quite shocked to see the turns of the table.
He thought "Thoda sa ghusa dikhae ge to Sahi ho jae gi." He didn't want anything just wanted her not to ruin his image. He took his work very seriously but she was the who didn't care about his image or seriousness of his work. So he just wanted to scare her off.

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