Metanoia ✔

7. Mis-Understandings?

"Ouch! Ouch!
No..Priya!
Stoppp it,I said!!!"
Siddhant heaved a sigh when Priya stopped giving massage to his shoulder and neck.
Last night, proved to be a very detrimental and unfavorable to him. Sarcastically,He didn't know that staring at wife and sleeping on a couch can be this harmful.
Since,morning he couldn't move his head sideways, just answering people with his head straight,and sideways glancing.

"Bhaiyaa!
Let me do it!"

"Na..Na..
I'm happy being like this!
Your massage will break my head bones!
You just leave me.."
He tried to move his head here and there but only his screams could be heard. And there came a smack on his head.

''When she's helping you, why are you shouting on her?
Take her help.."
Savita spoke while Siddhant, sat with a deep frown and teeth clenched, on the chair.

"Ahaha! You'll smack me. Now also?
She's your dearest daughter na...that's why loving her the most!
You are...ouch! Not even caring about me..in these times..
Just taking her side..
Ouch! Ah! Maa!"
He tried to move up his head to face his mother but only ended up screaming.

After hearing these sounds, Avyakta came out of the room and smirked. She stood, with hands upto her chest and rolled her eyes.

''Bhaiyaa! By the way, what did you actually do,yesterday night, to end up like this? Hun?"
Priya whispered in his ear and giggled.
Nonchalantly, he spoke," I was actually, about to shoot a terrorist cum girl name Priya. She was standing infront of me. Her hands tied upto the wall and I was teasing her by shooting her on her either sides and she was crying, 'No..I'll not harm the world. The people..
Don't kill me..Please!'
I kept my gun on my shoulder and-"

"You shot yourself?"
Priya laughed cutting her in between.

"Shut up!
I shot you and that action left a reaction on my shoulder.. that jerk..
And if you will not shut up with your stupid questions,I may hit you now, in reality!!"
Anger and irritation laced in his voice.

"Oh! I'm scared.
Tell me one thing! Where did you sleep yesterday?
Don't tell me, Bhabhi made you sleep on the floor."
Giggling Priya asked while standing from the chair beside Siddhant.

"Aha! She's not that bad,girl!"

"Siddhant.. Yeah! Tell where did you sleep?"
Savita asked while preparing the breakfast.

"Maa-"
He was about to say when Priya interrupted.

"On the floor!"
She giggled and Siddhant rolled his eyes.

He tried to speak again when Priya interrupted him.
"Avyakta bhabhi!
Why are you standing there?Come. Sit."

Avyakta, nodded but instead walked to kitchen to help Savita. Being much reluctantancy from Savita's side too, she worked with her.
Siddhant still sat with a straight face while others played with him, to look here and there.
He was furious. Very furious about his state and knew,was himself responsible for it.

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The roads were full of cars, bikes, autorickshaws, pullers making the traffic out of control, similarly his anger too, had no limits now. First of all,Siddhant couldn't move his head sideways and secondly,the traffic did more.
Furrowing, Avyakta glanced at his direction. He would clench his fist, bang them on the steering and could see him murmering something, incoherent under his breathe.

After, his much efforts he was successful in coming out of Delhi's poor traffic. Avyakta sensed his discomfort. They were about to reach her hospital. But, then, Avyakta thought of something.

"Siddhant!! Look at that!!"
A sudden shriek hit his ears and in a swift, without waiting, he turned his head towards his left and lo! His face expressions changed,suddenly.