chapter 21 : marriage ?

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-Author's pov:

"Maa yaar abhi toh hum wapis aaye thay aap phr bula rai" Devaansh was talking to his mother while stirring noodles in the pan for their breakfast as per his girlfriend's demand.

(Mom we just came back and you are calling us again)

"Haan toh tera hi ghar hai phir aane mein kya sharma raha hai" she scolded him in a light tone. Her voice filled with softness.

(So what, it's your home, why be ashamed to come again?)

"It's not like that" he softly replied, now moving to the counter while holding the pan in one hand and plates in the other and his phone in between his ear and shoulder. "You know I don't want Devika to come there again and again. I know she shows that she has moved on, but 5 years are not less, Maa. Her pain is still fresh."

His heart aches whenever he thinks about her past and he can't get himself to imagine how much she must have suppressed her feelings. He knows how it feels to not have any family support. While his was still alive , her family was killed in front of her and being away from them , knowing they'll never come back had left a deep wound on her aching heart.

"I know bacha but before you go back to Delhi , I have to talk to you both about something so important. I know you'll take her with you so it's better if she faces this fear with all of us beside her and not to just suppress it in her heart" his mother's practical reason for the situation made him understand things the other way around.

He, himself tries to stop her from facing that house , remembering those memories and thinking about the past but what if by doing this , he is letting her fears escalate. What if facing reality helps her to subside those memories.

"mein aap ko bata dunga jab bhi aaye hum" he prompted his sudden final decision and ended the call after saying goodbyes.

(I'll inform you whenever we'll come)

Just then Devika entered the kitchen , her mouth watering at the sight of her favourite noodles. Quickly taking her plate she took quick steps outside , leaving Devaansh astonished. "No hello hi bs ao plate uthao or nikaltay ho waaah" he whispered to himself in mock exasperation.

(No greetings ! Just come , take your plate and go wow)

Devika sat on the couch , her eyes moving beside her and she suddenly realised her rapid actions. Giggling to herself , she stood up and walked towards the kitchen from where Devaansh was just exiting with his own plate in his hands.

She bit her lips , standing in front of him blocking his way. And gave him her enlarged doe eyes while suppressing her laugh. In a mood of mischief, Devaansh swiftly turned to the side , his head held high as he walked with gait and sat on his place at the couch.

She gasped, her lips turning up in a beautiful small smile. "ruko zara btati hu abhi" she muttered. Purposely brushing her legs with his and taking her place , she resumed her breakfast.

(Wait a bit , I'll show you)

In the middle of their meal, she scooted closer to him , showing him that she needed to cover herself with the blanket because of the November cold. Devaansh smirked knowingly but brushed off any symptoms of melting and focused on finishing his breakfast , slurping the noodles.

she tried a few more times to get his attention through her actions. Sometimes touching her body with his or taking a bite from his plate but ended up getting frustrated.

"acha bhae , bhook lagi thi toh nai dehan gya aap par" she whined , cupping his face and turning his head in her direction.

(I was hungry that's why I didn't notice you)

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