Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose

57 ~ Sixteen days of Punishments

"Really? I never knew my daughter know cooking," He looked shocked.

"Even, she never cooked for me," Bhai Saheb laughed.

Everyone looks happy but he was sitting unaffected. I was waiting for his one warm smile and it seems costly than everything now. My smile turned to sadness as he wasn't even looking at me. He was way too angry and sad with me than I thought.

"Sultan Rafiq," Pita Saheb looked at him.

"Ji," He looked at him back.

"I hope you are comfortable here?" He asked.

"Of course, your highness, I am comfortable here," He smiled a little.

But, he wasn't even looking at me.

They started eating. I was noticing his expressions but they were unchanged.

"It's delicious, Gulaab," Bhai Saheb said looking at me. His eyes turned big and happy.

"It really is, I never knew my daughter cooks so well," Pita Saheb joined him.

But, Sultan didn't give any reaction.

My heart felt like beating insanely with pain and fear.

"Sultan Rafiq, Seems like my daughter really tries to keep you happy," Pita Saheb asked looking at him.

He looked back at him and chuckled.

"Your highness, a lot, That I can't even describe," He smiled.

And it told me everything.

Obviously, I was the reason for all the troubles he felt. I was the reason behind all the hurdles.

"Gulaab, Abhishree," Suddenly Pita Saheb called.

"Ji,"

"Why you both are standing there, come, sit here with us," He asked both of us.

"It's alright, Pita Saheb, we will eat later," Bhabhi Saheb said.

"Why later? you both are my daughters. No need to feel separate. Come here," He ordered.

I looked at Bhabhi saheb and we both walked there.

Pita Saheb clapped two times and an attendee showed up.

"Someone ask Maharani to join the dinner with me," He ordered the attendee.

Bhabhi Saheb walked to Bhai Saheb and sat beside her. While my steps seem frozen to walk to Sultan. But, holding on to my breath, I walked to him and he shifted a little to give me space. I didn't have the power to lift my eyes to him. I sat silently there and he slid the plate a little to let me eat.

"You called me, Maharaj," Maa Saheb came.

"Ji, Maharani, I thought why to live this moment without you. Come, sit with me," Pita Saheb said to her.

She smiled and sat beside him. 

The environment surely turned beautiful but I could feel the nervousness in me.

"Jawai Saa?" Maa Saheb called Sultan.

"Ji, Your highness," He looked at her.

"What happened? Seems like you don't like our rose anymore?" She asked and I was shocked. It was a very direct question.

Sultan smiled.

"Your highness, I am no one to like or dislike your Rose. It's only her who likes or dislikes someone," 

His word felt like an arrow to my heart. My cheeks turned red with pain. I was trying to focus on my breaths to hold on to my tears.

"Still Sultan, I hope our Rose has scented your life beautifully," She smiled.