Siddharth's POV
It’s weekend so we slept longer than usual.
Yawning I woke up and touched the other side of bed, it was empty.
Where is she?
I sat up and then heard some sound from downstairs.
I got up from the bed and entered the bathroom after brushing my teeth and doing my morning routine I climbed out, and found still an empty bedroom.
I left the bedroom and made my way to where she is.
Like always.
It’s always me chasing her!
I was on my way downstairs when I realized the music is coming from the balcony.
I headed towards the balcony and found Anusha sitting on the ground gardening.
Wearing only my blue/white checked shirt and a brown gardening apron wrapped around her tiny waist, looking damn sexy as always.
Not sexy….. but temptress!
She stood up swinging her smooth curvy body along with the music.
🎶 Big baller, boujee shot caller
No fuck boys allowed in my aura
Misses want a mister, not for his dollar
If you're tryna flex, don't bother,
'cause I'm a Big spender,
bling on my 'genda
Last time I paid?
I just can't remember
I don't have the time to play with pretenders
You might have your own but
I'm the big spender 🎶
🎶 I'm out in Hollywood,
living like I should
I could have Gucci, Prada but my mama taught me good
If she had taught me something,
flossing don't mean nothing
Well 'cause on the inside 🎶
I leaned against the door frame of the balcony, looking at my lovely beautiful wife doing mouthwatering moves.
She has no idea how much turned on I'm right now.
I just want to take here right now but I need to control.
Control Siddharth!
She was swinging her hips along with the music while continuing her work. Completely oblivious of my presence.
I couldn’t help it, just drool over my sexy wife. I had an urge to kiss all her curves right now but that would disturb my tempting view.
So I did the opposite continued watching her dancing and torturing me.
She really is a temptress!
Swinging herself against the beats. She raised her hands above her head gripping the trowel with one and other hand held over her head. She giggled must be thinking about something.
Giving me the best view of her silky smooth body, her more than perfect legs as smooth as butter. She is going to be the death of me!
Thank god our balcony is in a secluded corner from the society or else I won’t tolerate someone else seeing what belongs to me.
🎶 Big baller, boujee shot caller
No fuck boys allowed in my aura
Missus want a mister, not for his dollar
If you're tryna flex, don't bother,
'cause I'm a Big spender,
bling on my 'genda
Last time I paid?
I just can't remember
I don't have the time to play with pretenders
You might have your own
but I'm the big spender
Oh, oh, oh (yeah, I'm a big spender, baby)
Oh, oh (haha, that's right, big, big spender)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 🎶
She turned around swinging, holding trowel in her gloved hands above her head. The moment she saw me, she screamed shockingly clutching her heart with her free hand and widening her eyes asked me-
“What you doing here?”
Her raised hand, her sexy mouthwatering legs, and the worst...... the exposed view of her cleavage because of my shirt being over size on her small frame………. It’s all distracting me like hell.. they all are not helping me at all.
You can do this!
With a cold expression I replied raising my eyebrows,
“What do you mean? It’s my house I can go anywhere I want.”
God its so hard to be upset on her!
Just look at her she’s looking so pretty, how can I do this to her. She changed her expression and blushed,
“I don’t mean it like that……I-I thought you were sleeping.”
“I was”
I said shrugging my shoulder. Still trying hard to make a straight face.
“ H- How long you have been watching me?” she asked stammering.
I smirked to myself. Moving towards her, when we were few feet away I started leaning down to her.
She closed her eyes and stood still. I know what you are thinking wifey but not so soon, it’s time to repay.
It’s time for you to make a move.
I leaned over her, bending my knees, brushing my fingers on her skin from her shoulder down to her wrist purposefully, I took the trowel from her hands.
Our lips were just inches away, her fragrance was intoxicating my senses but I controlled myself.
Fuff!
It was so hard………… but well done my boy.
The moment I pulled back she was stunned, her expression was worth watch.
She opened her eyes and was looking at me questioningly and quite disappointed.
“I’ll help you” I said moving towards the flower pot. Ignoring her.
I can feel her confused gaze digging my back. I smirked and continued doing my work.
It’s really hard for me to do this act but I have to do this for us.
The only thing I’m afraid of right now is…….. I don’t want this fake anger to turn real….
Just don’t take too long Anusha….
Don’t test my patience…
Not anymore!
Anusha’ s POV
When I woke up in the morning I decided that it’s Saturday so I should clean our house but first I need to clean our garden... It needs weeding and few more changes.
I turned and looked at Siddharth he was sleeping peacefully, lying on his stomach mouth slightly parted just like a baby, so I decide not to disturb him because once he get to know I'm cleaning or working alone he’ll join me too to help and I want him to have some rest.
He worn-out himself a lot!
After doing my morning chores I quickly went to our balcony-less-garden and started doing my work.
But I felt bored so I decided why not listen to some music, it will make my work more entertaining.
I started dancing along with the music. It was 'Kiana lede’s Big spender'.
I was imagining Siddharth with me in this song as there are words reminding me about him. Missus want a mister, not for his dollar….
Yeah I want him..... Desparelty!
I was imagining us dancing like a drunk couple in a bar, my hands crossed above my head, him gripping my waist and we both swinging together standing so... so close to each other our body touching completely, he was nuzzling in my neck and like always I was leaning into him.
Waise! No matter wherever we are we can do it anywhere, he manages to do this anywhere. I nodded to myself.
Tharki aurat!
What? I’ll have to accept that he is really good at it. It would be so mean of me if I won’t, it’s his secret talent.
What are you thinking, what is wrong with you?
He is my tharki husband!
Mine! (I giggled)
I raised my hands up above my head with these lines, and the moment I turned while dancing.... and.... I was this close to have a heart attack.
Fuck!
Siddharth was leaning against the door frame, crossing his one ankle over the other watching me the whole time, wearing his sweatpants and his dark blue tank. Crossing his hands over his chest giving me the best view of his biceps.
Umm…. tasty.
What?
I asked him, how long he has been watching me, but he didn’t replied to my question instead he started taking steps towards me.
He leaned down......I was thinking he is going to kiss me, so I waited for those plum lips to capture mine but nothing came instead......he took the trowel from my hand creating tingling sensation in my whole body by brushing his fingers from my arm to forearm down to my lateral wrist.
I was shocked due to this, he never did this before he never teased me like this.
Ok….?
I turned to look at him in questioning gaze but shrugged it off.
I sat to his side..... close to him, and we started working together. I noticed he is silent today comparatively to other days.
Is something wrong?
I don't like him silent.
“Siddharth! After this I think we should clean the living room….. of course if you want to help?” I said making a puppy face.
I know he won’t say no, he helps me all the time with everything.
He simply nodded without even looking at me. Continued working with a straight face. Annoyingly digging in the pot like he is stabbing it to death.
What is wrong with him?
He was never like this before?
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We started cleaning the living room. I was dusting the photo frame hanging on the main wall while standing on a stool whereas Siddharth was cleaning the side tables kept near the sofa.
I looked over at him with my peripheral view, he was smiling looking at our picture kept on one of the side table.
The picture of us together at Radhika’a wedding reception looking at each other, completely unaware of the fact that we are being shot.
Thank god finally he is smiling now!
“Siddharth... I’m so tired…….. What do you want to eat for breakfast?” I asked him once we were done cleaning the living room, after throwing myself on the sofa.
He sat on the other end....far away from me……. so far. He didn’t replied instead made a frown on his face.
Again?
Now what?
I waited for him to say something but nothing came not even a single word…….
“Siddharth?”
He looked at me frowning and said- “anything”.
Sounds more like he spat. But why?
I was shocked. Sighed I get up and went inside the kitchen to cook something fast. May be he is hungry that’s why he is frowning.
I made toast and egg porch with chocolate milkshake. Called him to eat.
He entered the kitchen without looking at me like I don’t even exist and settled down on his seat without even glancing my way.
You know the seat he sat on was exactly across to mine, while earlier we use to sit side by side.
And now this far…….. what up with him?
I shrugged off my suspicion and sat on my original seat, continued eating.
Without saying anything we ate our breakfast. There was an awkward silence on dining table for the first time in so long.
I couldn’t help it but stealing glances over him. Why he is behaving like this?
The whole day passed with a grumpy man besides me. Always reacting coldly to my questions and........sometimes he don’t even bother to answer.
In the evening while watching T.V, I tried to annoy him.
We were settled in the living room, he at the far corner from me because of my contagious disease….. you know he don’t want to get infected….. (eye roll)
watching his favourite news channel pretending like he is so very much interested in it but I know otherwise.
“I don’t want to watch news..... Like all the time” I said and leaning sideways towards the center of the sofa, picked up the remote and changed the channel to watch some movie.
I know it will annoy him as there is an important discussion going on between few businessmen.
He turned to look at me with his perfectly sharp raised eyebrows and it was like he is sending laser beam to pierce through me, but I ignored and turned my head switching channel to channel in hunt for a better movie.
"Baazigar"
"Ready"
"Golmaal.. Fun unlimited"
"I think I'll go for golmaal...." I said to myself, nodding I leaned to rest back on my side of the sofa. (eye roll)
“Turn the channel back to ABP news” he said with greeted teeth
“No” I refused simply without looking him in the eye and smirking continued my annoying process.
I heard shuffling from his side and the next thing I know was, the remote was being snatched from my grip abruptly and the channel was back to ABP.
I starred open mouthed at him and he was busy ignoring me.
“I don’t want to watch this” I said grumpily and crossed my hands over my chest.
He didn’t replied just ignored me like that.
You can’t do this to me yaar… I won't let you!
I sighed and started crawling slowly like a cat chasing her prey towards him on my limbs, he glanced my way for microseconds and again pretended like I don't exist and he doesn't give a damn about me being annoyed.
Once I reached him, crossing my legs Indian style, I sat touching my shoulder with his and my lateral side of my legs with him. I just wanted to sit close to him... His silence is killing me!
I tried my best to get engrossed in what he is been watching but I felt my eyes drooping, I yawned and rested my head on his shoulder.
I felt him stiffened the moment my head touched his shoulder he suddenly sat up straight like my head just burned him.
Annoyed I made a face and snatched the remote from his now loosened grip and switched the channel to something entertaining.
“What the hell…..” he half yelled
“I want to watch something better” I said my voice came with distaste, biting on my lower lip. Irritating.
I can't believe he just yelled on me.....?
He groaned loudly and stood up, I thought he is going to leave the room, but he did something more unexpected. He left but not before switching the T.V off completely from the main switch.
I starred jaw dropped at the T.V screen.
What just happened?
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"My mistake wasn't falling for you,
it was to think
you had fallen for me too..."
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