"Yeah, we are going home," Raghu was talking on the phone while walking to their house which is on the second floor of that building and Sathya was just following him gazing how taller he is than her. He must be around six feet and she is just five feet four inches.
Why there isn't any significant match that I see in other couples?
From where my parents got this type of man, is that even possible for him to marry someone like me who is so petite, poor and unattractive! Don't he had any second thought before marrying me? Is he that desperate? She questioned and left out a sigh since he looked somewhat handsome and she heard that he is earning a lot.
Compared to her normal days today her legs were aching more and her tired filled eyes were half closed and with these questions daunting her crazy she walked gritting her teeth. She is so intimidated by his gestures, his cold tone, and his silence even after they shared the bed he is still quiet with her, like her. Or else whether he is the same as me, a silent person? She thought. But whatever it is, she is feeling so strange and lonely inside, even when she was single she never felt this nervousness. Going to stay in his house was very weird to her.
Raghu ended the call and was still walking upright briskly. It was his uncle (Dad's brother) who called him to check what the newlyweds were doing since he is the reason for their marriage to happen and he is little anxious about them being together.
Sathya's mom and Raghu's aunt were distant relatives. Using their poor economic status, his aunt with her sweet coated words made her parents accept for this marriage, and they without asking Sathya said yes to them. They just wanted their daughter to settle when they are still alive and knowing that Raghu was economically stable was an added bonus point.
Raghu didn't like this idea of getting married, but his uncle compelled him as he is already 31 and going to be 32 in just three months even though he looks younger than compared to his age and as an only blood relation his uncle wanted to do something for his elder brother's son.
His Uncle greatly pitied him since Raghu has been lonely with no one to take proper care of him. He is the only person who knew everything about him and what happened that made Raghu lose all his happiness at a young age where he totally forgot to smile.
Hoping that one day Raghu will be happy when he gets a family he arranged for this marriage. But he was the same as like before and didn't mind about the girl who is following his footsteps. For him, this marriage is just to shut those people who were asking when you are going to marry.
Following him in this sleepy state Sathya mistook a step and she immediately grabbed his shirt for balance when she was about to fall. Raghu paused and looked her raising his eyebrows.
"Sorry," she apologized taking her hand from his shirt.
He moved and gave the way so that she can walk before him, they reached their house. The corridor was empty and silent since on that floor they were only staying. She stood before the door while he unlocks it, that time she clearly saw he doesn't have his little finger. She first noticed this after their marriage. She wanted to ask how he lost it but she wavered about his reply.
They entered inside their dark yet comfy apartment. The fragrance of lavender room spray made Sathya take a long breath.
She hesitantly looked at him who turned on the lights of the living room, "Did you had your dinner?" she is not confident and it is evident in the way she spoke.
"Yeah I had," he replied without looking her and headed to the kitchen. Sathya just stood there feeling awkwardly sad. He came out with a water bottle in his hand. His tugged shirt was out now and few of his shirt buttons were open. He went into the bedroom and Sathya moved to the balcony. She won't sleep at this time and relaxing there for a few minutes she headed to the kitchen when the rain again started to pour.
The dirty dishes were smiling at her. She washed everything clean and looked on the cupboard to see the kitchen supplies.
Nothing than basic food ingredients. "What kind of life this man was living," she muttered under her breathe. If she were in his life she would have decorated this apartment beautifully and filled all these cupboards with every ingredient so that she can cook whatever she wanted at any time. But he, like every other bachelor lazy to cook, she concluded.
She then went to the bedroom, there he wasn't sleeping instead reading a book. She quickly took a glimpse to read the title internal combustion engine blah blah blah.
Seeing her Raghu turned on the AC, she searched and took her pajamas in her unpacked bags and went to the restroom to change it.
This time when she came out Raghu closed his book and laid on the bed turning off the lights. He looked somewhat oscillated. When Sathya laid beside him he turned to her side and she looked him. The darkness hided their barriers, she couldn't see his face properly but she can feel he needs something now.
Slowly he pulled her close to him, so that their lips were inches away. Now her heart raced and she understood what he is going to do now. When the first time they made love he gently took her control, though she felt painful but at the same time it felt so sweet. The way he hugged and kissed was loved by her loneliness. So this time she eventually hugged him back. His stiffed muscles were agitated by her touch.
He kissed her lips and at once started to remove her shirt. Subduing her under him he pulled her pants down in a hurry. Waiting for no single moment he undressed himself and by putting a condom he stroked her hard.
She left out a small moan and he started moving reckless. He is biting her, kissing her and he doesn't know what he is doing. Her eyes welled in tears and she securely gripped his arms enduring this, the wave of pleasure just blown her out. After he reached his climax he collapsed on her panting heavily. Unable to bear his weight after few minutes she pushed him and turned to the other side to get her shirt that he thrown on the floor.
"Don't dress up," he told and hugged her from behind.
Spooning her strongly in his arms he closed his eyes. She can hear him breathing near her ear. She is not comfortable sleeping this way, but she couldn't disobey his command at this moment where she is too week to oppose him. Sathya turned to face him, he stared her, and now she can clearly see his features. Putting her hand around him she thought to ask this question that is bothering her.
"Uh...why did you marry me?" she questioned him in a very low tone and he was taken aback by her question. He doesn't know what to answer but something in him wants to speak honestly to her.
"Cause I had no other choice," he replied.
"What's your age?" she questioned cautiously.
"You don't know my age?" his voice was sharp and hard. She nodded as No.
"I am going to be 32," that almost gave heart attack to Sathya. He is nine years elder than me. What is this? A part of her heart felt she have been betrayed by her parents. How can they?
Seeing her silence Raghu's face turned little firm. "Why? Are you regretting?" his question gave another heart attack.
"No no," she nodded since his voice sounded in a little different way. And she so intimidated.
"Oh... Let's sleep I want to go earlier tomorrow," he closed his eyes wrapping his hand around her hip.
"Where you are working?" she again questioned so that she can answer properly to everyone when they ask what your husband is doing.
"Production engineer in BMM," saying that he laid flat not so caring about being naked. Removing the used condom he wore his boxers. Sathya putting her pajamas back, crawled beside him like a snail.
She knows his office, it is located 10 minutes from her hotel. So he must be earning a lot than me, and I think he owns this house. Perhaps this is the reason why my parents accepted for this marriage.
This man, will he love me? She asked herself this question looking him, having no hope that he will do that she turned to other side.
Raghu looked her in sideways when Sathya was turning to the other side to put dress. He doesn't know why he couldn't control himself and each time he is feeling so wrong in doing this to this girl.
With this insatiable feeling they both tried really hard to put their heart in peace but it is not in the state to listen to them.
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Bittersweet
General Fiction!!This story is now available on Inkitt. The link is given on my about page!! Sathya an honest, independent woman who believes that being kind and working hard are the main principles of her life. She is a cook in a famous Indian-Italian restaurant...
