Chapter 6- His mystery wife

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Gauri

"Don't you dare to go back to that creepy crush track again" Bhavya narrows her brows.

"I am not"

"Don't lie Ri" I can witness disappointment in her voice.

"I want to find his mystery wife"

"For what... you said that you're not going to bother about him again after seeing his wife"

"I have misunderstood her bhabhi as his wife... my poor heart not allowing me to move on completely" I argued as this argument is only valid till my meet up with his wife.

"Okey... tell me what are you going to do after meeting his wife" Bhavya's anger is reaching up to her limits and I know she is more concern about my wellbeing.

"What if he is not happy with his marriage.. what are you going to do then?"

I can't do anything as he is already married. Whether he is happy or not, I am not in a position to interfere into others life.

"Look at me.... either he is happy or not, that is not going to be your concern. That is their life and they are bonded with a string... their daughter sneha. You're no one to them more than sneha's teacher. I actually don't know why his wife is not attending to school and why sneha is not telling anything about her mom..... but" Bhavya said with a confused expression.

"There is something for sure bhavi"

"Be rational Ri... Forget all these and please move on... please"

Can I agree to her request? My stupid heart is stuck on the same matter and not allowing me to move on. My heart says there is something that I need to know before coming in to any conclusion.

Omkara

Her eyes focused on me and shamelessly checking top to bottom repeatedly. Even though I look at opposite direction to avoid herself still I can see all her movements from corner of my eye.

Cooking competition has already started and Ms. gauri is not allowing me to concentrate on it.

"Papa.....Papa" I look around to see other mothers are preparing their dishes as I am still cutting onions under Ms. gauri's gaze. I lost my mind and knife slip outside the chopping board making a cut to my finger.

"Aaaafffshh" I tried to control my sound but it got everyone attention to me. My baby panicked and I can see fresh tears in her eyes. This is normal between me and my princess. Whenever I get ill sneha is tend to cry a lot and her love is my medicine.

"Don't cry princess. It's nothing..." I couldn't complete my sentence as someone grab my hand forcefully.

"Cut is deep" Ms. gauri said holding my hand close to her heart. I don't know how she came into picture.
She slowly looked up and then I saw tears in her eyes ready to fall down.

"It's nothing... I am okey" For the first time I saw genuine worry about me and tears because of me from complete outsider. Apart from my family and sneha I didn't know anyone who cares about my wellbeing. It's strange.

"Don't lie... you're not" she touched near the cut so lovingly. "Please bring the first aids kit... hurry up" she orders to another teacher while sitting me down. I am not feeling any pain but the soft touch of her tears. Her concern for a man who is not spoken more than few words... for a man who ignores her completely for these few weeks.

She kneels down in front of me getting her mouth close to my hand and blowing smoothly. I really don't know what is she doing as my focus is on her. On her rosey lips and expressive eyes. For the first time I am standing very closer to her and It's feels different.

"Papa..." Sneha sits on my lap while throwing her hands around my neck. "I don't want to participate in this competition papa... I am sorry... I want to go home" she said while whipping her tears.

"Don't cry princess... look I am okey now let's continue" I said showing my fully bandaged hand.

"No I don't want to"

"I will help angel... let's do this" Ms. Gauri said.

"Hmm... no thanks we can manage" My stubborn heart is not allowing to take her support further.

"Not for you... this is for sneha" She said calmly while completely ignoring my words. she led sneha into our reserved area. It's hurts when she said her support is for sneha and not for me. Don't know why but it hurts. I followed her and sneha.

She cut all ingredients while I seasoning chicken with my other hand. Sneha is applying butter to bread and Ms. Gauri is teaching how to do it while kneeling beside sneha. Her hair strains falling onto her eyes to disturb her work and my view. It's good to see how cutely she speaks to sneha while dramatically throwing her hands into different directions.

My hand slowly moved to her hair strains which are disturbing to my beautiful view. When my finger tips touched her skin it send electric shock to my spine. I got my hand away hurriedly witnessing clear shock in her eyes. I shifted my gaze back to chicken cubes in pan still sensing she is looking at me with wider eyes.

"Can I ask you something" after few minutes she asked.

"Where is your wife? Why Sneha's mother is not coming to school?" That caught my attention and led me back to six years back in time. Biggest betrayal in such young age which caused me to live away from the real life that every man deserves to have.

Ishana Patel.... The woman who was more than world to me... The woman who was my first love... The woman who was my everything.... The woman who was betrayed me... The woman who wanted to kill our princess.

"Mr. Oberoi" I came back to present with her calm yet demanding voice.

"It's not something that you have to concern. Don't try to interfere in to my private space. Please be in your limits Ms. Gauri. You're Sneha's teacher and don't try to cross that boarder." When I look into her eyes I knew that I hurt her. I regret each and every word that splits from my uncontrollable mouth. Before I say anything she left.

She left..... and I have not seen her for the entire day. My eyes search each and every corner of the hall and my heart screams in pain.

For the first time I felt she is someone more than Sneha's teacher to me.


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