Kartik prepared the breakfast, while I went to freshen up. He was making moong dal pakode, with my favourite chutney. With some toast to go with it. He didn’t know to cook well, but he was ok. He could stand in the kitchen and make something edible at that. He was secretly jealous of men at my home, where they all knew how to cook, and could make their wives rest for a while. I knew if I went ahead and checked his phone I’ll find many recipes.
I took my time, in the shower, letting the water wash away everything. He did give me hickeys as he promised he would. I looked at them lovingly, I loved them. Just then I heard him shout.
Holy crap, I hurried up, wrapped a towel around my chest, put on a bathrobe, and rushed toward the kitchen. He had spilled some oil on his hand. Not too much, just 3 4 drops, God.. I thought something had happened here.
“Who shouts that loudly? I thought something had happened.” I shouted at him.
“But I got burnt. See this, oil spilled onto me.”He said.
“That’s not a burn, it happens while frying, and if you hate it so then be more careful.” I told him
“Here I’m hurt, and instead of helping me you are shouting at me.” He retorted.
“Don’t be a baby Kartik, nothing has happened. Give I’ll put some ice to it.” I said, shaking my head, nothing can stop making him behave like a baby. Cry-baby.
“No don’t, you don’t care for me anyways. Here I’m hurt, and you shout at me. I was making this breakfast for you only. But you.. forget it.” He said
“God. Stop cribbing, it’s literally nothing. And I’m applying ice on it anyway.” Damn this guy.
“You won’t”
“I would”
“won’t”
“Would.”
“Wooonnt”
“Fine, be that way. I won’t.” I walked away.
“Fine.”
I had to stop, now that I had married this idiot of a man. I gave him an annoyed look. Went to the fridge, muttering swear words under my breath removed some ice. I pulled on his hand, gave him a look which clearly said, speak and die. He kept quiet. Thank god for that.
“Better?” I asked him
“Would have been it was the correct hand.” He said smirking slightly.
“Really? Not again.” I exclaimed. I had did the same mistake before, he wasn’t burnt then, just acting to be.
He started laughing. “No not really, but it was fun seeing you think that.” I gave him a stern look, but I couldn’t really maintain it. I couldn’t stay angry seeing him laughing like that.
He ate the breakfast, and left for the office. Promising me that he would be back soon. Even I went to the Ashram. I could spend some time with dad and kids, Negi uncle had appointment today, with the cardiologist.
When I reached back home, I found suvarna maa standing there, I touched her feet and invited her to home. She looked at it.. and said, “It’s very beautiful. Looks like your home perfectly.”
“Thank you. Everything is done by Kartik.” I told her. She smiled. She cupped my face and asked, “How have you been?”
“We are fine, we miss home a lot, Yes he does too. Even if he is too stubborn to accept it.” I replied.
“How is everyone at home. Is everyone alright?” I asked.
“Everyone is fine. They miss you a lot, both of you.” She said. I didn’t like it. She didn’t have to lie to me. I knew they hated me, and I deserved it.
“Maa you don’t have to lie, they miss Kartik not me. They would even be hating me right now, I took away their son. But I swear, I tried to stop him, stall him, just for sometime. So that we could have talked. Cleared up some ground. But that day, he asked me to choose, and I really couldn’t have taken any other choice.” I pleaded her tears over the brim of my eyes, threatening to fall any second.
“I know Naira, I trust you. If no one else, I, Keerti, we trust you. You are the only one who can bring him back Naira.” She told me.
“Tell me maa, tell me what had happened all those years ago. I cannot do this without the truth. His hate is too deep I cannot fill it in any other way than truth.” I begged. I couldn’t see him, them in any more pain. “Please tell me. I’ll convince him to come home. But you have to help me. I cannot do this alone.”
“NAIRA” Kartik shouted. I turned to see him, maa was shocked, so was I. I don’t know how much had he heard, he threw the flowers and chocolates he had brought over the floor and went out of the home. I could see him shaking in anger. His back turning towards me, my heart had sunk.
Precap – Loners
Authors notes –
I hated writing that. And the first cliffy I gave you, I’ll try not to give many of those. (Cliffy-Cliff-hanger)
Do tell me how you like it. Sorry. Bad Co-incidence, separation expected in yrkkh too. Probably after the wedding, so enjoy kaira romance while it lasts.
Do watch yrkkh guys, Kaira Vivaah is here, just in 1 or 2 episodes, our shivin are already working so hard, let’s show our support with raised TRPs.
Keep commenting. Keep watching yrkkh. Keep loving Kaira, Shivin.
Happy reading.