Ishaan's POV
'You are gonna die today'
I read this text 50 times. See I'd usually expect this from an unknown number or some mafia shit, but I am looking at this text sent by a girl who is apparently my sister-in-law. I honestly wanted to ignore her but then why would she text me? Nandini is that type of girl who'll ghost you for months and text you when she needs you. So, I texted her a question mark, but she didn't reply. Seeee. Such wanna be busy woman.
I finished my work in office and finally got home to see my one and only wifey. As I entered the home, I saw my brother and her wife on the sofa. Not wanting to invade their so-called romance I went behind them, but Nandini called me out.
"Bhai. All the best."
"Man, Nandini stop playing mind games with me."
"Please bhai I was just warning you. Bhalai ka zamana hi nahi hai."
"Warn from who, what?"
"Your wife for today."
"What do you mean." I asked her. Before she could speak aaditya came in between.
"She is on her period haina? Chacha ka haal aapko to pata hi hoga na?"
Nothing clicked my mind at that moment and the couple in front of me vanished away leaving me alone in the living room. I thought of doing something but do what? So, without any doubts I went straight to my wife.
I opened the door of my room and saw her. Lying on the bed with her hair a mess and saree even messier. I felt my body warming up but at the same time I felt concerned for her. I went to the bed and settled beside her.
Caressing her hair, I asked "Hey, are you fine?"
Suddenly she got up on her knees fixed on the bed. Her hair still a mess, her kajal all over her eyes and anger within them.
"Aap na jaake apne office mei hi bas jaiye!" She said pointing her fingers towards me.
Not gonna lie, I am scared.
"Arre aise kyu bol rahi ho?"
"Aise kyu bol rahi hu? Agle janam mei bhagwan kare aapko ladki banade aur mai aapki pati banjau, bata rahi hu jab bhi aapko periods aayenge na office se wapis nahi aana maine" she said raising her voice.
I think fear was now visible in my eyes and my sweaty forehead. She sat on the bed again but didn't leave her expression.
"Suno wo mai-"
"Nahi aap chup kar jayein ek shabd mat kahiye!"
"Samaira"
"Shhh"
"Tara meri baat to suno"
"Nahi sunni na"
"Sunni padegi!" I said in a stern voice pulling my hand out to stop her from speaking. Stunt pulled ishaan. Get ready to die now.
Her expressions changes from anger to a little sad one. Shit.
"Hawww ab aap bhi mujhe chup karayenge na. Pata tha mujhe sab ek jaise hote hai. Mai jab nahi bolti thi na tabhi sab acha tha ishaan ji mai bata rahi hu aapko!" She said crying up.
And i think she is crying now. Fuck you ishaan. I could not see her cry so went on to cup her face with my hands, but she pushed my hands away and got up to go to the balcony.
Why did they construct it in my fucking room.
She kept her hands on the railing looking at the sky and i think with some tears in her eyes too.
