Ordinary story of two not so ordinary people meeting by fate to spend the rest of their lives together in the pure bond of marriage. Where trust, respect, understanding and love plays an important part to make the relationship stronger. Without any...
'Tujh Mein Kinara Dikhe, Dil Ko Sahara Dikhe, Aa Meri Dhadkan Tham Le' -Tum mile
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A/n: Next chapter only after 600 votes and 300 comments. Not updating before that:)
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"Aru?" I felt warm hand caressing my head and I stirred a bit, my eyes fluttering open from the little nap I was having right in the middle of the living room, spread on the couch in a curled up position.
"Bache, why are you sleeping here?" That's my chachu's voice, I registered. Letting my eyes get accustomed to the light all around, I pinched my brows together and realised where I was. Chachu sat kneeling down. His expression confused while he waited for me to say something. His was still in his formals so that means the men were back from office.
My brain recollected everything that transpired with Ranveer in the afternoon. We had our first ever fight, if we could call it that. The way he spoke to me, the way I spoke to him. How I dashed out and came home only to crash on the couch. I didn't see chachi around and for the next few minutes I chose to cry it out. Even though I didn't want to but it was out of my control. My heart constricting in my chest and throat clogging up so the only appealing option was to let it all out in the form of tears.
I don't know how much that helped because I still felt an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Was I making a big deal out of nothing?
"Aru?" Chachu cupped the side of my face and his warm touch on my rather cold skin made me flinch. His eyes now lining in worry.
"Hi, chachu!" My voice sounded scratchy and I pushed my body up in a sitting position. My dress all crumbled up because of laying in an uncomfortable position.
"Are you okay, betu? You aren't feeling well?" He asked again, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I gulped, trying to control the surging pain and tears.
"I'm fine—uhm—I was just—too lazy to go up so I slept here while scrolling through my phone!" One thing my family was more than great was in detecting my lies. Chachu looked at me, analysing my pathetic attempt at lying and I looked away from his scrutinising gaze, shifting in my seat.
"What is it?" Told you. Why do I even bother when I know there's no way out instead of telling the truth. But I wasn't going to share my dispute with Ranveer to anyone. I wouldn't like if he shared our personal matters with a third person so I wasn't going to do the same.
"There's nothing to worry about, chachu! Trust me. Please, relax. I'll go freshen up a bit." Throwing a smile as convincing as I could muster at him, I stood up and made my way to the stairs only to find Aarav bhai standing there. His hands folded and gaze nowhere but me. He was trying to study me. Not him, please.
"What happened? Tu Ranveer ko surprise dene gayi thi na? Kuch hua hai?" How did he know that? Now what do I say to his question?
"Mumma told me. She said you were very excited when you went. But you don't look very happy to me right now." His fingers caressed the inner side of my wrist, on the now red scarlet skin which got burnt while making the apple pie. His eyes turned hard seeing the scare and I bit my lower lip a little too harshly because I wanted nothing more than to cry in his arms and complain about that stupid man.
