Nalini's P.O.VMy eyes flutter open and I yawn tiredly as some light does make it's way through the bedroom curtains. Well, I guess it's time to wake up.
I twist to face Rohan, who is obviously still asleep. He usually doesn't wake up at 5:30am like me but more like at 6:30 or I think he woke up once or twice at 7am?
I try to get up but my efforts are immediately stopped when I realise I can't move my waist but I can move my legs? Huh? My line of sight moves towards my waist and I pull back my part of the blanket.
Woah!? His arm is around my waist! This has never happened before! I've noticed he always slept as far away from me as possible, as if he was afraid to go near me. Oh my god, wow. My heart begins pounding and I take a deep breath.
My mouth pulls up into a small smile looking at him as his arm is wrapped around my waist and he looks so peaceful right now. My hand automatically reaches out for his face and I cautiously run my hand down his cheek.
My cheeks burn immediately and my heart is beating rapidly as my pupils dilate. I have to sort of admit, why does he suddenly look so cute..? Not just cute, but handsome, I mean he has generally always been um..quite good looking.
Taking my hand away, I jerk my head away looking at the opposite side of the room slightly embarrassed. Wow..I feel weird, I feel so stupid for feeling like this? Is that what's supposed to happen?
I look at the clock, oh wow! It's been 5 minutes already since I woke up!? Whoops..that's slightly embarrassing. At least he's not awake.
I gently pull his arm away even though he is reluctantly holding onto me. He doesn't look like he wants to let go, his facial expression changes into one of worry and anxiousness.
I place the blanket over him once again and look at him in sympathy. I'm sorry Rohan that I caused you to drink that much yesterday. I really do feel bad, please talk to me.
I feel like a terrible wife.. we are supposed to be spending time together going places and getting to know each other more and talking about life plans. Not..silently ignoring each other.
I sigh sadly while walking out of the bedroom and onto the kitchen to prepare some morning tea for me and Rohan.
I look on the couch to see Vishal still sleeping like a baby, half hanging off the couch. I roll my eyes.
Afterwards, I go to the bathroom to prepare myself for the day. I look at myself in the mirror.
In the mirror stands a short girl with long plaited/braided, black hair and a fair-ish complexion. A girl with big brown eyes swirling with different emotions just like her father.
An oval face and good enough cheek bones and a smile which could kill. Literally, it's horrific. I legitimately can't smile properly, like in photos you have to immediately smile and it looks so weird instead of like a genuine smile?
Whoops, I'm getting off topic.
After coming out of the bathroom, with many thoughts and reflecting upon my life up till now I go back to the kitchen and continue to prepare tea and get out some biscuits and put them in two bowls.
I suddenly hear "Ding!" on my phone and I go to grab it as the tea is heating up.
Oooh! It's the group chat, with my friends.
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