I saw Aaryahi in the kitchen and helped her make breakfast. Even though she said she would do it alone.
We both set up the table as the guys came downstairs.
Rohan gave Aaryahi a kiss on the forehead and said good morning. There's go my pinch of jealousy again.
We all sat and had our breakfast together.
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After breakfast I helped Aaryahi with the dishes while Atif went to go pack our stuff.
Once we were done we went back home.
"Is something bothering you?" Atif asked as we got home.
I shook my head.
"Okay," he said and went downstairs.
I don't understand why he acts like this. I'm so confused now, does he want or does he not want this relationship? Or was he acting like a husband because my sister was her?
He was just watching TV when I went downstairs.
He really had no cares in the world.
"Atif," I said sitting on the sofa across from him.
"Hhhmmm," he said.
"Did you enjoy yesterday?" I asked.
"It was cool," he said.
I didn't know what else to say after that.
"Uuummm Aaryahi was telling me that they're going to their honeymoon soon," I said.
I hope he realizes that we never got one.
"Ya? Where are they going?" He asked.
"Cancun," I said.
"That's nice. They will love it," he said.
So he still isn't realizing we haven't been on one? Ugh! I'm going to have to ask him, aren't I?
"Do you think that....uuummm..maybe...uuumm we can..you know....go on one?" I asked stuttering and freaking out.
"I don't think we should go with them. Let them enjoy," he said.
Idiot! That the word for my husband, he is an idiot!
"Atif, I meant us. Can we go on one?" I asked.
"I don't know. I mean my new job doesn't pay enough and I just bought an apartment for the other two," he said.
I felt bad for asking him that question now.
"So I don't have the money to take you on one," he said.
His dad walked in after he said that.
"What's going on?" He asked out of curiosity.
Atif looked at him, got mad and just left.
"Atif," I said and went after him.
He was still so mad about everything but I don't blame him. He worked so hard for everything.
"Atif," I said.
"No, don't tell me how to behave. I don't want to hear anything," he said.
"I know. But he's still your dad Atif," I said.
"No, he's Mithul's dad not mine," he said.
"Atif," I said but he interrupted me.
"Not a word Shyama. Just because I started to be nice doesn't mean you can tell me whatever you. I swear I will go back to hating you in a bit," he said.
Of course he would.
"So it's better if you stay out of this, it'll be better for you. If you don't want to keep the relationship than go ahead and keep interfering," he said and walked away.
His parent's came in after a bit.
They told me to talk to him and understand that family comes first. They didn't want to affect their business in any way, shape or form.
"But he worked twice as hard," I said.
"Just talk to him," his dad said and they left.
Now I'm stuck between putting a family together or saving my relationship with my husband.
