Married My Enemy (#1 Rajput)

71- 'My Clown'

Started Typing On - 03/03/2019

Chapter 71- 'My Clown'

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Author's Pov:

On their sixth day in New York, Kiaan woke up early like always. It's strange because he wasn't an early riser until he graduated, that's when life got serious. For work issues, he's made himself step out of the bed even if it was cursing his boss who paid him. Unlike going to school or University, he always had his mum, Roshni to wake him up. Sometimes sweetly, stocking his hair whispering, 'Get up son,' and sometimes shaking his shoulders, pissing him off and taking the blanket of his cold body. One way or another, he got up.

On the other hand, Jaanvi loved sleeping. It was the opposite because you'd expect a girl to wake up early compared to a guy in a relationship, or in general but she doesn't care. The only time she'd wake up by herself was if her father, Ansh, had an important meeting to attend early in the morning, then she'd wake up and sometimes make sandwich for him-which he always did by himself. He didn't like disturbing anyone, least Juhi because it wasn't her job to provide him food according to Ansh-and kiss his cheek before he left, muttering a small 'good luck,' or waking up to check on her old grandma. Otherwise she'd a lazy sleepier.

He yawned, walking out the bedroom, rubbing his still sleepy eyes. Opening up the living rooms curtains and windows to let the light and air in, Kiaan walked into the kitchen to make morning tea. "Wasi toh, she doesn't deserve getting greeted by morning tea for annoying me last night but I'm nice." He muttered under his breathe, turning the stove on.

(Wasi toh doesn't mean to be honest but it kinda goes like that in this sentence or it could go like, 'Or if I look at it like that'----Sorry, I suck at translating Hindi into English or English into Hindi.)

The water was boiling up, ready for the milk to be poured in when he heard the bell followed by a knock on his door. Who'd knock after ringing the bell? Stupid. He thought, narrowing his eyes in a little annoyed way. Walking towards the door, he stopped noticing his white T-shirt, grabbing it in his hand, he quickly wore it but leaving two buttons open since he felt hot. Straightening up the shirt, a smile curved in his thin lines lips, 'how many white shirts do you have?' he remembered his wife's words, mocking it into her voice in his head.

Hearing the knock again he rolled his eyes, not liking the impatient person already, who stood across the door. Unlocking the door, his hand clutched the door knob tightly, opening it wide. Oh lord. The first person he saw in the morning was Tina. Why did I NOT see Jaanvi's face in the morning? Now my day would be ruined. He forced a frustrated smile her way, taking small steps back, praying she doesn't hug him or Jaanvi would murder him alive before ripping his heart out.

Two girls should never fight over one day. In the end, the guy is with the black eye. He remembered Aarav's lecture from university. "Hi!" she squeaks louder than needed, obviously so Jaanvi could hear it. I thought my horoscope said I'll be fit, safe and happy this years, doesn't seem like it. He put an awkward thumbs up seeing Tina's -waiting-expressions on her face. What the fuck am I doing? Thumbs up? To a girl?

Tina giggles, making Kiaan confused. He looks down at his thumb, turning it into a fist, not angry fist, just the one we make when we're in an awkward situation or want to fidget with something. Jaanvi didn't even smile at my sandwich joke and she's giggling at my thumbs up? Justin Bieber I totally support your song 'What Do You Mean,' women are impossible.

He couldn't help but think about a joke he told Jaanvi when he was fifteen.

"Let me tell you a joke." They, Jaanvi, Kiaan and Dhruv sat inside Jaanvi's bedroom, doing their homework. Well, Jaanvi and Dhruv were, Kiaan just lied to his parents and Ansh saying he'll help the two since he's done the same assessment two years ago.