Unadulterated Love

Part 40

SHEHNAAZ'S POV

I'm going to marry the love of my life! For a girl like me, who got annoyed everytime her mother presented a marriage proposal, now cannot wait to exchange vows with this man. Fiancé, to be precise. When Meeti was getting married, it was one if those rituals where the eligible girls were sitting in a row, facing their back to the bride and she was supposed to shake her huge golden bangles, her Kaleerien, above our heads. It is said that, if a piece of those precious bangles falls into a girl's lap, she would be the one getting married next. Guess what, I was the lucky one.

My heart was thumping so loud, when he proposed me, "I'll make sure you get the best of everything.. I'll stand by you in various situations of life.." were his words. Like he had already taken his vows, I believe him, he has proved these words to me.

'Saathiya tune kyaa kiyaa..
Beliyaa yeh tune kyaa kiyaa..
Maine kiya.. Tera intezaar..
Itna karo naa mujhe pyaar... Ooo..
Itna karo naa mujhe pyaar..' Isn't this song so simply beautiful?

I'm singing it under the shower, imagining myself with Sidharth! I wish he could sing this with me, Lol. He won't. But he does sing, I've seen him humming songs. Romantic songs sometimes! He's usually doing something while humming, and when you move close to hear the song properly, he stops.

On the other hand, when I sing, I make sure he gets to hear each and every word, what it means and with what context am I singing it to him.

"Oww!" I just lost my balance, the tiles were soapy after I had washed my hairs. I tried holding the shower handle to get a grip but it was too late. I ended up landing my soft butt against the wet, cold and hard tiles of the bathroom.

Aah shit! It's so slippery, that I can't even get up.

"Kya hua baby? Gir gayi kya tu.. ?" Sidharth asked, must have heard the thud, his voice coming from right outside the door.

"Tujhe..tujhe kaise pata chala?" I question back.

He chuckles, "Abhi poora ghar hil gaya tha.." I thought he would be worried, but NO, he is mocking at me!

"Bakwas mat kar.. Mai muh tod dungi tera..!" I spat.

"Bahar aa jaldi.. Lagi tujhe?" he asked, I chose not to reply. Getting up from the floor, turned back to turn off the shower, but oh, where is its handle?

Damn, did I broke it? Mistakenly, yes. Arey yaar, how do I turn it off now? Paani waste ho raha hai..!!

"Bring me a napkin Sidharth.." I call for him, wrapping bathrobe around me in the meanwhile.

"Ha..? Why? Are you hurt somewhere? Darwaza khol.." he knocked.

I opened door, "Meko nahi lagi.. Yeh shower ka handle toot gaya hai.. Ek kapda bandhna hai uske nalke pe.." I told him, instead of getting a cloth.

He squinted his eyes at me, "How did that happen?" umm.. No, I won't tell him this. He'll laugh at me again.

"Arey pata nahi kaise toota.. I was closing it.. Lekin ye knob hi haath me aa gaya.." I handed him the broken part.

He nods. "I'll get it fixed.." I moved to the closet, but didn't knew he was following me.

Until he playfully spanked, "Aah!! What is this behavior yaar!" I snapped. My ass was paining already before he evoked it to a level higher.

"Lagi hai na? Puch raha tha toh batayi kyu nahi?" he asked.

"Zor ki nahi lagi thi.. But abhi dard hoga.." I answer, he frowned before bringing a relief spray.