Love Punishment

||15. Entry of cupid||

"Love looks not with the eyes,
but with the mind.
And therefore is winged Cupid
painted blind."

  - William Shakespeare

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Sanskar got up at the sound of the ringtone. Who the hell calls at this time? It's still dark. Stretching his arms, he rummaged for his cellphone in closed eyes. Reluctantly he slid the thumb on the screen to answer the call without checking the caller ID, ready to burst out on caller.

"Who's this?" he asked with a hint of aggravation in his tone. No one can blame him for being rude. When someone is in deep slumber and anyone called them what would be their reaction? They won't sit quietly chatting and thanking for spoiling their sleep.

"So bad, Bhai. I will be there within two hours. You're still sleeping! Be ready to pick me." he heard a familiar voice of Uttara over the phone. It jerked him from sleep like someone poured cold water upon me.

"Within two hours?" he asks incredulously, he almost forgot about Uttara arrival. The keyword is almost.

"Be ready." he heard her chuckling.

"Uttaraaaa......." She cut the call. He can never understand her sister. She's unpredictable. Her sudden visit to Bangalore certainly has a hidden agenda. He wonder what it is? Having seen the time, he felt a predicament. It is still three. She told him she will be there within 2 hours. That means around five. He don’t know whether he should laugh or cry at his fate.

He didn't even told Swara about her arrival. Last night, Swara slept when he went to her room to inform her about it. As he did not wanted to spoil her sleep, he had not wake her up.

He can't let his sister know about the reality of their relationship. She should not notice they are staying in separate rooms. He walked towards Swara room. Hearing no response for knock, he slowly opened the door. A scene in front of him twitched his lips, she's sleeping just like a kid. Embracing the pillow with her hands, cuddling it.

It made him contemplate buying a teddy for her to cuddle. She looks cute while sleeping. An urge to go to her and take her in arms builds inside his heart.

What was he thinking?

There is no time to squander. He should do for what he come to her room.

Sanskar strolled towards the bed. Emotions flickering in his eyes, but he couldn't unravel what was it. He looked way delighted to whatever was that. He was obvious to the fact, he already has fallen for his wife. She's more than a best friend to him.

"Swara..." His voice barely whispers at her ears, she didn't budge. He's hesitating to touch her to wake her. Though he doesn't know why he is feeling strange with her now? It's strange, he never shrinks to touch her before. But why now? A question popped in his mind for which heart already knows the answer.

He slowly touched her shoulder and wriggled her a little. "Swara......" For a moment he felt the connection between them was deeper than before.

She buried her face deeper into a pillow. She held the pillow more tightly with her legs. "Swaraaaa.... please wake up" He spoke in a raspy low voice. This time, he shook her with little more energy. She just yanks her shoulder and sleeps more comfortably. It has been about ten minutes, he is trying to wake her up. But she is sleeping as nothing happened. He gets frustrated as his all attempt to wake her went in vain.