TERI DEEWAANI

My Satan Husband

The Flashback Continues....

Prachi :

I opened my eyes blinking to the light coming to my face, it was morning already and I found myself on the bed in my bridal attire. I held my head which was throbbing by now and tried to sit up on bed. The things scattered on the floor drawn my attention.

All the Flowers, jewellary, ballons, melted candles scattered everywhere, giving the bedroom a look as if a big and wild storm has passed through it, and that was true, I sighed remembering the incident happened on my wedding night with my husband.

I pushed away the blanket and placed my feet on the floor moving towards the couch which is now vacant. My hand touched the soft surface of the couch feeling his presence there. The essence of his signature cologyne still lingering to the cushion.

My eyes moved towards the platter of food which is still kept on the table, as we both are head on head competitors of each other in stubborness.

I remembered how I bought food to the bedroom at night when he came back after taking a long shower.

He ignored my presence taking his pillow to the big couch. " Have some food before sleep, don't expect me to baby you now." I said in frustration.

" Thank you for your kind concern but I would be more than happy to die starving. Please go ahead with your dinner, Mrs. Shergil." He said and rested himself on the couch.

"Either we both are having food together or none of us having either."I announced keeping the platter of food on the table.

" Let me know whenever you make your mind to have food, I will be more than happy to join you." I said turning back and picked up the blanket from the bed. I mobed towards the couch and covered him with the blanket.

I walked back to the bed and took the support of headrest, waiting for him to turn up and ask me to come and have dinner with him, but it seems like sleep has taken him into an another world. It was about half an hour when the clock struck 2 in the morning and my eyes began to get heavy but my mind was fixed on the couch on which he was sleeping.

I had no idea when my eyes surrendered to sleep and I curled up in bed without any covers as far as I remember as I have already given to blanket to him.

But now when I have woken up, I felt the weight of the blanket on me and the couch, vacant. I was alone in the room and it took me a few seconds to remember that he usually wakes up at 4 am in the morning and it was 6:30 am by now. I took a relaxing hot shower and came out wearing a white robe. I changed into a simple anarkali suit and wore a few pink bangles and applied a small pink bindi. I looked at myself in the mirror, by looking at me, no one can say that I'm a newly wedded bride, who got married only a day ago. I had nothing with me, which can reflect my marital status. Not the Mangalsutra, not the red bangles and surely not the sindoor in my hairs.

I took a box of sindoor and opened it, I felt the fine red powder laughing on me, ofcourse which bride on this earth has her sindoor wipped off the same night of her wedding, by her husband.

I closed my eyes, and the tears which were threatenting to fall down till now, finally rolled out of my eyes.

Don't forget what you've promised to yourself girl, you will not fill up your hairline with sindoor until your life-partner does it for you.

I have decided to stay like this till he makes me his bride.

I kept the box of sindoor back on the table and left the bedroom to join everyone in the hall.
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I walked down the stairs and noticed his gaze on me. He looked startled seeing me like this.