Married To A Gujarati Family(✔ Completed)(✔️Edited)

Chapter 9: The Revenge

Disha threw the bowl of Undhiya on the floor, making a huge noise.

"What the hell are you doing, Disha?" Mrs Chauhan yelled.

"It tastes disgusting." she said.

"That dosen't means that you'll throw the whole on the floor?" She yelled.

"I didn't knew that you are this useless." Disha turned towards me.

"I made it nicely. I apologize if you didn't like it." I said.

"Your apologies won't return a tasty food to me." she glared as I mentally gritted.

"But Di, this Undhiya is really tasty." Ashu said looking at her as Disha looked him eating deliberately. She gulped and nervously looked at us.

Oh so it was her plan to make me embarrassed in front of everyone?

"What will you explain for this, Disha?" Radhika looked at her as she angrily threw the chair and stood up.

"It really doesn't taste good. I don't know what heavenly feeling he got." Disha shouted and washed her hands.

"Where are you going? Won't you eat anything?" Mrs Chauhan asked.

"I don't feel like eating." she said and went to her room "and" she turned towards us "I never lie."

How cheap! How can she say this so easily?

"I don't think she is lying." mom said.

What the-?

"Mom, are you blind? Can't you see that she can't tolerate Manpriya and trying to blame her in ways?" Shakshi said.

"Why will she do that? And if that so then how can she clearly say that she didn't lie?" Mom said.

"But mom-"

"Enough! Manpriya, don't make this type of food again!" She said to me as I nodded without saying anything further and served the other food.

How can she blame me? Can't she understand what happened when everyone can? God knows what Disha did to her and what is her problem.

Anant ji, father-in-law and other members looked at Mrs Chauhan and then at me and sighed as they are tired of this drama.

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Next morning I woke up early as usual and took a bath.

"Priya, are you ready?" I heard Anant ji calling me.

"Oh yes, coming!" I shouted from inside and hurriedly came out of the washroom.

I dried my hair and opened the closet. I finally found a sleeveless blouse and wore a velvet saree and came out.

The Pooja was about to start when I joined them.

"What kind of blouse are you wearing, sister-in-law?" Disha mocked, catching everyone's attention again.

"Huh?" I said in a daze.

"I mean are you going on a date or what?"

"Excu-"

"Manpriya, what kind of blouse is this? Don't you know that it's totally inappropriate to wear those in this society?" My mother-son said, angrily.

"Aw mom! Maybe she knows and that's why she wore that." Disha smirked.

"Disha! Is this a way to talk to your sister-in-law?" Anant ji yelled.

"Why don't you yell at your wife instead?" she said.

"Stop arguing you both!" Father-in-law said "And lets get over with this discussion now!"

"How can you just leave this topic, dad?" Disha said. "If this happens again, did you thought about our family's reputation?"

"I don't see anything wrong in wearing sleeveless blouse as everyone wears it nowadays but if you think it this bad that I won't wear it again." I said, gritting my teeth. "And why don't you stop wearing off shoulder tops?"

"Now I've to do everything you say?" She yelled.

"You forgot that I'm elder than you!" I yelled back.

"As if I care. This is my house and I can do anything I want!"

"Yes you can but you don't have any rights to poke into my personal matters!" I shouted.

"Shut up!!" We startled as Mrs Chauhan shouted, she was fuming in anger. "This is a house for God's sake!"

"But mom-"

"Enough Disha!" She stopped her "And Manpriya, you are new so I'm not telling you much but you shouldn't wear this type of blouse or dresses and what do you think about yourself? And from where you got the guts to talk in a loud voice during Pooja? This is the last time I'm warning you...I won't be soft if I see you doing something inappropriate again."

Didn't she told that she won't say much? Eh...?

"I don't understand my fault but..." I control my anger and said. "Sorry."

"See mom, she still-"

"Now stop it and I can't bear everyday's drama during the Pooja." she said and we all joined in silence.

I won't spare you Disha! It seems you don't know me well, alright I will show you!

After the Pooja, I changed my saree and started cleaning the house. Yeah, I know I'm not a maid but I'm being treated like that only and guess who's bossing around?

Exactly, mother and daughter is the same. But I'm sure I won't leave her without taking revenge. Let's see if I can find something big or not. It sure will be fun.

"Priya?"

I looked back and smiled. "Do you want anything, Anant?"

"Um...if you don't mind then can you make a cup of tea for me?"

"Oh sure." I smiled and went to the kitchen. It's been almost a week and now we call each other by name only. It must be inappropriate for the family but who cares? It is our personal matter.

"Hey, make a cup of coffee for me!" Disha said, entering inside the kitchen.

"Make it yourself!" I pour the tea into a cup and went outside, ignoring her

"How dare you to ignore me?!"

"Ah!" I screamed, gathering everyone.

"What happened now?" Mother-in-law said.

"Mom!" I called "Disha asked me to make coffee for her but I said that let me give this tea to Anant first then I'll make her some coffee but she became angry and threw the hot tea on my arm." I showed fake hurt, holding my arm.

"What?!" She said in a shock. "I-I didn't do a-anything like-"

"Disha!" Then the hall filled with the sound of a tight slap from my mother-in-law. "I know you hate Manpriya but this much? How can you?"

"Mom, listen-"

"Just go to your room and I won't hear anything! Just go!"

She looked at me as I smirked and went inside the room. I decided not to act too innocent, so I went to the kitchen to make another cup of tea.

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Now, what do you think of Manpriya?