Unwanted

Chapter 30

Archit

"I can see that you still love them."

I looked at Mrs. Sen and smiled before looking down at the choki choki in my hand and opening the wrapper.
I closed my eyes and dug into it. I started sucking on it.
This tastes like heaven.
I continued sucking on it for awhile before hearing Mrs. Sen's voice.
"Are eitoh Priyodorshini chole eseche!"
[Translation: Oh look Priyodorshini is here!"]
She said making me open my eyes. Right infornt of my eyes was Priyodorshini who was staring at me. She looked kind of cute in the light yellow saree which she was wearing. I hadn't got a chance to meet her today as I woke up pretty late this morning.
"Ma." Priyangshu ran towards Darshini and hugged her tightly.
Seeing this Mrs. Sen smiled.
I finished my choki choki and threw the wrapper in the dustbin.

"Archit, you are lucky that you have our Priyodorshini as your wife." Mrs. Sen said making me smile.
"Yeah." I replied.
"You know, she is really efficient when it comes to work." Mrs. Sen said making me nod.
"But where is Baba's P.A?" I asked hesitantly as they were supposed to take me to meet my father.
Mrs. Sen looked at me like I had just said something surprising.
"Archit, ebaba, tomar bou ki chakri kore tumi janona!" She said making me confused.
[Translation: You don't know your wife's occupation!]
"What do you mean aunty?" I asked.
"Archit, Priyodorshini is your father's personal assistant." Mrs. Sen said.
"Oh, I-I didn't know that." I said.
I feel embarassed now.

"Tomar bor ta kebla, kebla e roye gelo." Mrs. Sen said to Priyodorshini making me blush.
[Translation: Your husband is stupid.]
Priyodorshini let out a laugh.
"Jao jao, bor ke niye jao Priyodorshini." Mrs. Sen said winking at Darshini.
[Translation: Go, take your husband with you.]
Priyodorshini smiled and started walking. I followed her while holding Priyangshu's hand.

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"APOLOGISE TO HER!" Baba yelled while I cried. I was kneeling down infront of Mishti.
"DID YOU NOT HEAR WHAT I SAID?" Baba yelled at me once again.
I clasped my hands together.
"I am sorry Mishti di." I muttered while tears ran down my face.
"Cheleke toh kono sikkha dite parenni. Be happy je amra kono police case korini or nam e." Mishti's father said to Baba making him lower his head in shame.
[Translation: You failed to teach your son manners, be happy that we havenot yet filed a complaint to the police against him.]

"He sends girls unsolicited nude pics. Chi!" Mishti's father said.
I lowered my head in shame.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry loudly. I didn't do anything, I wanted to let everyone know that. But, no one would believe me.
"If you were my son, I would have murdered you." Her father said to me.
I looked at the floor as tears pooled up in my eyes again.
One by one they fell, ran down my cheek.
"How can you even show your face after this?" Her father asked me.
I could not answer him. I wanted to say, that I didn't do anything wrong. I wasn't behind it.

But, what was the point of saying it. What was the point of it all.
Everyone had already decided that I was the culprit, I was guilty. No one would listen to me. No one. No one.
NO ONE. NO ONE. NO ONE.
Not even my own father let alone the world.
No one wanted to listen to what I had to say. No one wanted to understand any of this.
Right now, I was in a mess. I had destroyed everything. My reputation, my father's reputation. Everything.
I had stained my image for maybe
FOREVER.

I looked up at Mishti who was standing right infront of me with a devious smirk on her lips.
I looked at her parents who looked angry.
Then, I looked at Baba, he looked embarassed.
I'm sorry Baba.
"Ainda jodi ami tomake kokhono amar meye Mishtir ashe pashe dekhi tahole, amar theke kharap are keu hobena." Her father said, his voice filled with anger.
[Translation: If I ever find you lingering around my daughter Mishti, then, you'll have to face my wrath.]
"Please, leave with your son now." Mishti's mother said to my father.
Baba nodded and picked me up by my collar.
"Bari chol, hocche aaj tor." He whispered to me.
[Translation: Just wait till we get home.]

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"You never told me that you were my father's P.A." I said while walking behind Darshini.
"You never asked me." She said.
I looked down at the floor.
"Well, why did you decide to come here?" She asked me.
"To give Baba his lunch." I said.
"What did you cook Archit?" Priyodorshini asked.
"Trouble." I said joking.
"Be serious Archit." She said but not before letting out a laugh.
"Egg curry, rice, posto, aloo bhaja, dal." I said, my tone filled with pride.
Priyodorshini let out a laugh.
She seems to be in a good mood today.
"My little master chef." Priyodorshini muttered under her breathe.
"What did you call me?" I asked as I was surprised.
Did she just compliment me!
"Remy." She said.
"Sesh mesh kina oi ratatouille er indur ta!" I lamented.
[Translation:Seriously, that rat from ratatouille!"]

"Don't end up giving him food poisoning." She joked.
"I won't." I said while rolling my eyes at her.
Priyodorshini was walking pretty slowly, it was kind of annoying.
"I also brought some food for you Darshi-"
She snapped her neck and looked at me, right into my eyes, staring directly into my soul.
"What were you saying Archit?" She asked, her tone serious.
"Sorry. I meant to say that I," I looked at her while thinking about what to call her.

She was still staring at me, her expression serious.
Why am I so scared of her.
"What happened Archit? Cat got your tongue?" She said in a sarcastic manner.
I shouldn't be so scared of her. She is my wife afterall.
"I am asking what were you saying?" She asked again.
I looked down at the floor again and then back at her.
"Archit, I don't have all day. Say what you were saying." She said.
I finally mustered up some courage and said,

"I brought some food for you Darshini darling."