Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (the giving tree read aloud txt) 📕
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I was standing there in front of his house shivering as the december breeze hit me. I was trying to get hold of my heavy lehnga and the dupatta. A newly bride was not allowed the entry to enter the house. And that bride was me and i didn't know even the reason. Suddenly , the door opened and he was in his casual outfit as if we weren't married just 2 hours ago.
" You can come inside. But learn to be out of the fairyland. I don't want to be a husband that you have dreamt of. " he was looking straight as he told me all that.
" you can't leave. i mean i don't like to let go of MY things ." He said
His possessive tone rang in my ears.
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The strangest thing happened this morning. He didn't wake me up. And instead prepared the breakfast for both of us and locked himself in his room. I had the breakfast in silence afraid of him coming anytime to torment me more. But the whole day passed smoothly. At 1 PM the door bell rang, I didn't move from my place. I wasn't supposed to answer the door.
And he walked down the stairs to unlock it with the key. I kept my stare at the potato I was slicing for lunch. I hoped that I wasn't too late. He had his conversation with whosoever was present at the door. And then I heard the door being locked again.
He sat on the adjacent sofa and started emptying the content from the bag. Once he looked up at me.
" Bring two plates and forks. " I stood up as commanded. " And a ketchup and bowl too. " I heard him when inside the kitchen. His voice was extremely calm. And Normal..
After giving him the plate and the forks , he asked me to sit across him. He unpacked the plastic bag. Noodles! (Chawmein) Hot and spicy. And other had paani puri!
He stood up and went in the kitchen with a small plastic bag. And came back. I shivered on thinking if he was angry that I didn't cook lunch till now.
" Let's have noodles first. They are hot. Pani Puri can wait. The water is already too chilled. " I nodded trying to hide my confused face. He sat beside me and gave me one fork and took the other.
Same plate! No! I gulped down thinking about it.
" I brought another plate too. " He watched me with his brows frowned. I didn't want to ruin his good mood. " I mean, I am not good at eating noodles. I don't want you to eat the ones fallen out of my mouth " A small smile appeared on his face. Relax.
" I would love to eat them. " And he picked up the ketchup from the table. " You want some on your side? " He inquired spreading it on noodles. Yuck!
" No. Thank you " I politely declined. But thought I made him upset. He shrugged his shoulders and continued eating.
" That's from one of my favorite restaurant. I will take you there some say after my exams are over. " The noodles burnt my mouth but his last sentence was shocking and unexpected.
" Really tasty. " I praised the food. I saw him enjoying his meal. And continued eating in silence. If things were normal I wouldn't dare to change them by showing him my anger and disappointment.
" Now pani puri! " I bit my tongue to control myself. He smiled. He looked handsome. I stared at the door to remove negative thoughts. My passage to independence.
" Yes I don't think you will really like the red one though. " He said putting it away. I laughed a bit. He prepared the spicy pani puri and placed it in my bowl.
" How's it? " He asked when my mouth was still full of it.
" Yummy. Wow " I said wiping the water from my lips.
" Yes . Again one of the best in Delhi " He picked another one and prepared it.
" It's your turn. " I told him with a soft voice.
" I don't like them much. Just one or two. " He prepared another and I ate the one from my bowl.. There was no way I was going to eat those 30 pani puris.
" I can't eat much. I mean 20 is my limit. " I told him with a lot of Embarrassment. But the truth was to be told.
" Really? My mom could eat 35 on normal days and more on some occasions. " His smile vanished. His mom! I heard she was killed by a robber and her father too. He shot them both when he was just 10 . Some say they died in a car accident. But no one knew exactly what happened to them.
" I can too. But I already had the noodles. " The tension eased a bit. He started preparing more.
I took one and made him eat it. He watched me intently. Still 20 left!
" Want to have a competition? Who eats fast? " He asked with a sparkle in his eyes. I nodded. And he started eating while I was still staring at his happy face.
One or two panipuris broke and still he dominated me to win the fame and he won.
" I don't even like them. " He said making a face. My stomach was full. I decided to collect all the dishes and wash them.
" Wait sit here. " He went inside the kitchen and came with a plastic bag.
" Last one " He replied opening it.
An ice cream. He tore the wrapper and handed me one.
" The best in Delhi. I assume? " I asked him. He laughed with his mouth full of chocolate cone.
" Yes I guess. " That was the best. He finished first and even collected all the bags and dishes and put them in the sink.
" I am going to my room. I have my exams after two days. And I really missed a lot of study. You can watch the t.v " He turned to go but stopped. He took out his phone from his pocket.
" Talk to your mother and sister. They must be worried. " After handing me the phone he walk fastly to his room and locked it.
" You can use my phone till evening. " I heard him shouting from the room.
" Yes thank you " I shouted back.
" Not welcome " His cheerful voice answered back.
This was so good. Everything. If this could happen daily. Not the fast food but his mood. I really loved it. The way he behaved .
Is there a hope? Can I change him ? Can he be normal if I behave according to him? Was divorce really an option in my conservative family with a younger sister and brother both unmarried? A family where no divorce never happened ?
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