One Step Closer... ( Married to a widower...)

Chapter14~the ride, the welcome~

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"
In family life, love is the oil that
eases friction, the cement that
binds closer together, and the
music that brings harmony."
-Friedrich Nietzche

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Chapter14~the ride, the welcome~

A girl is a dreamer..

She nourishes the dream of her marriage since childhood...

dreams about her husband ...

anticipates about his love, care and support...

As soon as Tora stepped out from her house not being allowed to turn back ( it is a custom as well) an emptyness engulfed her...

Only a little yarning of Sidhu's support unclenched her heart...

She followed her silent husband hoping he would console her...atleast in the solitude of the car he would comfort her..

But alas! if she only knew Sidhu had changed...

he had changed a lot since Neeva's death...

He had forgotten to care...

forgotten to be a gentleman...

So instead of soothing her he just strode towards the inviting back-seat of his cousin's bike untying the knot of his piece of cloth from her trail of saree...avoiding the car...

|| Tora's p.o.v. ||

I stood there shocked.

For Sidhu I had left my house..departed from my family..sacrifised my maiden life and here he just left me alone and rode on the bike behind his cousin!!

Had not Agastyada told the mechanical problem of the car had sorted out!!

" Wha-"

My immediate question was cut by the blank voice of Priyamda..

" A freaking car-phobia had grown up in Sid's mind since 'her' death.."

He proceed towards the car and held the door open for me...

" Come'n..I would company you.."

I silently stepped into the car while Priyamda slipped to the seat beside the driver...

I heared the engine of the bike has started...

Shortly after the bike's driving away our car proceed to follow it...

The car ride was silent. Even Priyamda had not spoken a single word. I figured out for this phobia Sidhu had to come on bike.

There was no mechanical problem at all...