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A tear rolled down her eye as she gazed at him sleeping on the couch in the living room, it stung her heart like a dagger. No one in the house was talking to her, it was like she didn't exist. Her daughter was the only exception given the fact that the little soul had no clue of the mistake her Ishima had commited. She wasn't wrong in helping Shagun but she was wrong in hurting her family. No one had spoken a word to her after Raman and Ashok's face off regarding Shagun. He had simply pried her hands off him and walked out once again. Her family too had simply walked back to their rooms and left her alone to deal with the mess she had created. It was not just her in-laws who were pissed off at her, her own parents refused to speak to her. It finaly dawned upon her of how much she had hurt the people around her to help the one person they all dislike the most. Tears pricked the corner of her eyes as she saw him tossing on the couch for yet another night. He had refused to enter the room with his ex sleeping in there but it broke her heart to see him out of his room once again. What had she done.? Her own thoughts sounded absurd to her, it wasn't his room; it was their room. She was living in a silence since morning, no one in the house bothered to talk, not that she didnt deserve it. Above all, it was his pain, his anger and his silence that was killing her inside out. She was missing his taunts, his tacky one liners on everything she does, his unending complaints about the breakfast she serves him. She was missing him the most. He had walked out of the house without even having breakfast, ignored all her calls all day and was now on the couch without a single word towards her. Why couldn't he just say something to her.? Be it his crude words, they were better than the silence she was living in.
His head was just about to fall off the edge of the couch when her hand came right below it. There wasn't a single trace of peace on his face... She felt misrable. She was the sole reason for his anger and turmoil.
I'm sorry Raman.
She said with anger rising within her, for herself. Yes she had been foolish to hurt him and help the woman who did nothing but always hurt her husband. She should have asked him before deciding on her own to bring Shagun to their house, worse their bedroom. What had she been thinking.? How would he have felt seeing the same woman once again in his bedroom, the same woman who had once walked out on him from the same place for another man leaving him to deal with a ocean of pain. She had done nothing different this time either, she had hurt him too. The tears she had been trying to hold back finally made their way down her cheeks.
He walked out of the room to find her plaiting Ruhi's hair and getting her ready for school. As if sensing his presence, she looked up to see him and lowered her gaze immideately. Though it was just for a few seconds she had met his gaze, but he could never have missed the guilt written in her eyes. They were red, it didnt take long for him to know that she had been crying. Though he didn't like it, but he couldn't stop himself from admitting too that she was wrong. It was now that he had started moving on from his past and yet she had brought that woman back to his house, his bedroom. These were the same places she had walked out of, for better luxuries in life. His blood boiled when he saw the same woman lying on his bed, the bed that now belonged to her. His wife. Though they had never shared it, but that didnt change the fact that it was her right to be on that bed now. How foolish could she be to bring that woman to their bedroom.? Even after 6 years he never forget the pain his parents went through on loosing their grandson to the dirty games that woman played. He had yearned for his son's love for so many years because that woman took him away from his house and life. His son hates him because of that woman and Ishita had brought back the same woman to the house once again.
