Amore Tales (Short Stories)

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The clouds were floating in the blue sky, sun hiding behind those. The sounds of traffic was heard as Armaan, Ishani, Shivani, Rahil and the 3 year old Sahil were currently in a car on the way to their home. A place where Ishani will start living permanently from now on.

Soon, the car came to a halt and now stood in front of a magnificent structure, which is a way bigger house than her father's with a modern look.

Everyone got out of the car and Ishani was dying with nervousness. Now there's no way she would be able to avoid him. She has to move ahead with everything.

As all five of them made their way towards the entrance, Shivani stopped Armaan and Ishani on the threshold itself.

"This is the first time you are coming in this house as Armaan's wife. So I need to do some puja." Shivani replied to everyone's confusion.

The very next moment, she came back with a red plate and did the needful.

Finally Ishani stepped in the house with Armaan by her side. No matter that only 4 people lived here till now, the house still had a homely feeling. She didn't feel uncomfortable maybe because of the fact her sister lives here or she has visited this place quite a few times.

Rahil had gotten an emergency call from the hospital about an accident, so he had already made his way there. Shivani was on maternity break as her pregnancy had some complications due to which she cannot take stress. Armaan was busy with his office work, so both the sisters decided to spend some quality time together in Shivani's room.

"Ishu, you're happy na? You're going to live with us permanently. And then of course, he is your Armaan." Shivani initiated the conversation.

Ishani, who was busy playing with the 3 yar old Sahil looked at her sister with a blank look.

"Shivu Di, how am I going to get along with this marriage when one of us didn't even want it at the first place?" Ishani finally questioned the only thing that was circling her mind since days.

Shivani's expression changed as soon as she noticed Ishani's way of talking. Her younger sister seemed stressed.

"What do you mean Ishu? You didn't want to get married to Armaan?" Shivani asked baffled.

"You know that I wanted to. I am talking about Armaan. He didn't want to get married to me right? I am basically ruining his life by staying here." Ishani replied and by now she had placed her head on Shivani's lap to seek comfort.

Shivani's hand caressed Ishani's hair to untangle to knots and give her some comfort. She looked stressed and in worry which only increased Shivani's confusion even more as what Ishani kept on saying didn't make any sense.

"You have gone insane Ishu. Armaan was the most excited amongst you both to get married. He was chanting 'I cannot wait to see Ishani as my bride' the whole time we came to Pune for your wedding. How can you even think that he didn't want to marry you?" Shivani asked, looking at Ishani questioningly.

"I heard it myself." Ishani replied sighing a little.

"You must've heard it wrong Ishu. You should talk with him and clear everything. A relationship should not be built on misunderstandings. Never." Shivani advised.

"I know. But I am very scared about his answer." Ishani said helplessly.

"How can you be scared when you don't know what's the truth? What if all that you're thinking is lie? Do you know how much trouble it could cause to both of your lives?" Shivani said clearly concerned.