The Binding String

T W E N T Y

"It's so beautiful Raman. Thanks for such a lovely surprise. When you arranged everything?" Ishita asked once coming out from his embrace.

"Yesterday after returning back from office. I got shifted here two days back only. So day before yesterday I just arranged the apartment according to my preference and yesterday I arranged everything." Ishita realised maybe she got confused that day when she called in Oberoi, maybe Raman already checked out from the hotel and the receptionist told her about some other R. Bhalla. A smile came on her lips realsing how foolish she was and adored her husband who was busy keeping her luggage in bedroom, "Ishita the right side almirah is empty so you can arrange your clothes there and everything required for cooking is in kitchen and if you want we can purchase other things as well."

"For how many days were going to stay here?" Ishita further asked admiring the city through glass doors of balcony.

"Maybe more than two weeks. Actually I cannot go out from Mumbai until and unless the work is done. That's the reason why I decided to call you here. My boss know I'm newly married and if he comes to know that my wife is here so he will surely allow me to keep return early from work." Raman joked last part making Ishita giggle. She nodded her head in affirmation and stretched her hands in air feeling lousy.

"What do you like to have in lunch Raman?"

"Nothing. You look tired to cook. Do you like pizza?"

"Yes."

"Okay then let's have pizza in lunch. Then I have to return back to office." Ishita agreed on offer and retired to washroom where Raman ordered pizza from dominoes which was ten minutes away from there society. They had enjoyed pizza that afternoon and then Raman retired for work where Ishita decided to grab some sleep with a satisfactory smile.

In night, when Raman returned back from work he found Ishita silently laying down on couch surfing television, he kept his office bag at corner and kneeled infront of Ishita who appeared troubled. "What happened?"

"Nothing Raman. You go and fresh up the dinner is prepared."

"Shut up. Tell me what happened." Raman demanded hushing Ishita.

"Just stomach ache." Ishita replied curling herself more on couch.

"Is it happened because of pizza?" Raman asked in confused voice.

"No is just monthly things." Her embarrassed reply made Raman laugh. He smacked her head lightly making Ishita frown.

"It's nothing to get embarrassed Ishita. Come on let's have dinner and later you take rest." Raman made Ishita sit comfortably and soon came with two dishes of dinner, Raman loved the food cooked by Ishita. His dinner plate was filled with every possible cuisine, the bowl of lentils, potato curry, vegetable raita, sweets prepared by his mother and chapatis. Raman loved everything cooked by Ishita and his praises swelled Ishita heart with pride. "I never thought if a madrasan can cook such amazing north Indian food." His playful remark made Ishita giggle and she continued to have dinner.

"I'm sorry Raman." Ishita spoke softly after she found Raman entering inside the bedroom. Post dinner he asked her not to think about kitchen and take rest. He assured her that he will clean kitchen and keep leftover food back in fridge. He also informed her that he asked maid to come from tomorrow who will help her with cleaning and other things.