Till Forever Falls Apart

3. Mr. Playful

I looked at my father, and answered in a small voice... because let me admit, he still intimidates me, "Minimum seven days, but I can extend it as we wish."

"Good.", I was taken aback by his reply. He actually addressed me. Since choosing medical, my father barely ever talked to me, but since this wedding, he has changed a bit.

I felt a warmth in me. Something good.

"Tomorrow we have some guests coming over Adya...they could not attend your wedding and are keen to meet you."

"Who are they ma?"

"Oh...your Papa's political ally Mr.Parikshit Verma..and his family..that includes his wife and daughter. They will be here for lunch."

"Okay...I will prepare accordingly..."

*

Next morning, I wake up to see the bed beside me empty and when I come down, I find my wife rummaging the whole house. In a good way though.

She was running here and there, doing stuff, and as much as tried stopping myself, I was amused at her behaviour.

When she saw me, she went to the opposite side and then few minutes later came back with a cup of coffee, "Here! Have this and help me.."

  - oh! A command from her highness, my wife!

"Okay..."

I finished the cup and then got to the work. When I took over, she left the cleaning to me, and went in the kitchen to look at the food.

It was about 11 when we were done preparing everything, and the only trash left was us.

"Ma! Everything's done...now I will go and get cleaned up..."

My mom nodded happily, "Yes go! I will take care here.."

Both of us made a run for the washroom, and we had to glare at each other to leave the bathroom knob.

"Adya? I will make it faster! Let me go!"

"That's the problem! I will take time...so let me go first!"

"I can get dressed up and leave as fast as I can."

"Yes! And I have to wear so much... it'll take time."

"You are so infuriating Adya!"

"Wish I could say something better about you Bihaan!"

We again struggled with the door knob, and since she was standing at the nearer end, she went in and squealed happily, "Looser!"

  - a kid! She's a brat!

I sat down frustrated and waited for her to come out...god knows how many hours she will take.

"Bihaan!", I hear her voice from inside the bathroom way too early than anticipated. And it was comparatively softer?

"Yeah?", I asked bored.

I hear silence for a few moments before she uttered her next words, "uh..I forgot to take my towel and clothes from the bed...can you...uhm...hand them over to me?"

I was chuckling to myself, "No Adya! Loosers don't give you towels! Come and get yourself.."

I hear her heaving a sigh, "I would have not asked if I could. I have got drenched...the floor will be soaked."

"So what? You can always mop it!", I was enjoying this. Quite alot.

I hear some silence again before she said her next words, that had all the fun flying out of the room.