Night Has Gone (Hindi Story)

Part (18)

Dolly turned the pages but there was nothing more leaving her confused. On turning more and more pages, the yellow coloured pages carried a beautiful handwriting it didn't like it was written by a child anymore.

                                                                        

14 February 1994.

Ridhima was waiting patiently for her husband Sudhir to appear. It was a special day, ofcourse Valentine's Day. A day every girl wishes to celebrate with her partner nicely. Yet there was no sight. Ridhima felt upset it was already 10 pm. And Sudhir wasn't even picking up her calls.

There marriage was arranged. A typical arranged marriage, where the girl has to sacrifice her job and studies to be a perfect wife. A marriage which is made to make two families happy.

Ridhima was a very intelligent woman and if she was given chance there was no doubt she could be very successful. But, here she was waiting for her husband. She fall in love with Sudhir. Sudhir did too, atleast that was what she thought.

At 1 am, Sudhir showed up, completely drunk whereas being tired Ridhima went to sleep. Sudhir was always giving her cold shoulder and maybe, she was too blind by the love for him to see it.

Until next morning.....

Ridhima was putting the clothes in washing machine when she saw Sudhir's white office shirt with a lipstick stain. Her world went upside down. Her heart was broken into uncountable pieces. Praying that it wasn't what she was thinking. She stepped towards living room and asked Sudhir calmly who was glued to his phone screen.

Ridhima- Ye.. Nishan.. kaha se aya?

Ridhima pointed at stain.

Sudhir- tumko kya karna usse? Dho do jaake?

Ridhima- Mujhe Janna ha ye kiski lipstick ka Nishan hai.

Sudhir- Jada mat bolo warna-

Ridhima- Warna kya huh? *Holding it all together. She knew she was slowly going to burst*

Sudhir was about to say something when Rajeshwari (Sudhir's mom/ Ridhima's saas) interrupted.

Rajeshwari- kya hua beti? Subha subha itna gussa bhara mahool kyu?

Ridhima- Maa ji dikhiye inhe... Inki shirt me-

Sudhir- ek bekar se Nishan ke karan ye mujhse jawan Lada Rahi ha ki kese aya

Rajeshwari paused seeing the mark but she knew she doesn't have any say. She knew her son's "doings".

13 July 1994

Ridhima was doing house chores when Sudhir entered the house, drunk. Completely drunk. And started at her back lustfully. He wasn't someone who shows affection or any soft emotions. He was always harsh. Ridhima turned back and smiled seeing him. She didn't notice his lust.

"Jaldi aa gaye aap?"

"Dinner me kya khayenge?"

"Tumhe"

Ridhima paused seeing the sudden change in his behaviour. Usually he is rude. But today? At first she thought he finally accepted the marriage. No, she soon realised the smell of alcohol. He wasn't in right state of his mind. And letting him do things at this point. Won't lead anywhere good...

"Chaliye majak chodiye me khana banati hu"

Sudhir pulled her close by her waist.

"You are not in your senses right now..."

Ridhima said but Sudhir ignored her, kissing her neck slowly his hands running around her body.

"I am not ready-"

"Muh bandh."

It was the one of the worse night she could think of. Why was she even falling for such a big red flag?

She will have to escape this hell.

To be continued (◔‿◔)