The Binding String

T W E N T Y

"Chal khotti!!! Nayi nayi shaadi hui hai teri. Aise koi akele thodi rehta hai. Hume toh aadat hai beta. Aur vaise bhi do teen dino mein meri chuttiyan bhi toh khatam ho jaayengi na, mera mann toh vaise hi lag jayega." (You're naively stupid Ishita. Who stays alone in early days of marriage? Moreover were habitual of it dear. And my holidays are going to end as well. We will get busy in our routine what will you do alone?) Ishita smiled remembering her mother and father in law both are government employees and appearently will join back to work in next two-three days.

"But Mummy Ji."
(But still Mummy Ji)

"Chal taiyaari kar jaldi se. Main kuch dabbe doongi woh bhi rakh lena Puttar." (Come. I will help you in packing. And I will give you some parcels of snacks so keep them with you.)
Ishita smiled with tearful eyes when Santhosh peaked her forehead affectionately.

"Woh sab baad mein. Maine humare liye movie ki tickets li hai. Chalte hai na sab. Aur phir bahar se hi dinner karke aayenge."
(We will prepare it but later. Right now we all are going for movie and dinner.)

"Puttar late ho jayenge. Tujhe subah nikalna bhi toh hai na."
(But we might get late dear.)

"Please Papa Ji. Main aakar kar loongi na packing. Abhi chalte hai." (I promise I will do it later Papa Ji. Let's go now please.) Santhosh and Om Prakash melted infront of Ishita harmless wish and they all spend the evening together watching movie and having lavish punjabi vegetarian dinner.

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NEXT DAY

Ishita adjusted her shades once she came out from airport pushing luggage trolley, from the moment she boarded in plane she was constantly wondering about the weird two incidents happened with her that night,  she started to twist her fingers thinking whether she should bring this topic or not. She tried to spot Raman after coming out from exit gate and decided to remain stand at one side rather than going somewhere else. She fished out her phone and dialled her mother in law number to inform her about her safe landing. Unlike Delhi, Mumbai was hot. She removed her jacket wondering where does her husband is until she felt a pair of hands wrapped around her shoulders making her jump.

"Raman!!!" Ishita jumped with surprise finding her ever charming husband after whole ten days flashing his dimpled smile.

"I'm sorry for scaring you but I was observing you from so many minutes and you was not paying any attention on me hence I thought to scare you little." Ishita made grimce face listening his explanation and kept her bag on trolley itself and started to push it.

"Why are you pushing it? Give it to me." Raman demanded seeing her pushing the heavy trolley.

"I can do that Raman. You're my husband not chauffeur."

"Oops!! You're sounding so much Mother India type." Raman faked hurt making Ishita snort. She keep pushing her luggage until he stopped near black sedan, "by the are you going to keep it by your own or am I allowed to keep it?" Ishita rolled her eyes listening Raman sarcasm dripping remark and marched towards passenger seat leaving Raman with luggage trolley. Raman ignited the car and they soon zoomed out from the domestic airport premises. Raman smiled on himself realising it was first fight after there marriage and it was cute. He shifted his gaze to his left and couldn't help to adore his newlywedded bride who was dressed in simple cargo pants and full sleeve shirt along choora and mangalsutra, everything screaming her as his.