Part 3
1 month later......
" baba,..........." she cried as she hugged her father, gunjan and then her mother. Why was i feeling so guilty, i mean this always happens girls get married and they have to move away. Though this time it was different, i don't know why but it was. Maybe because this time it was my wife who was in this position.
" di you won't forget me na?" her sister said with a smile through her tears, " are you crazy your my sister and i could never forget you" nupur said back to her little sister while pacifying her.
" Kuljeete teri beti ab hamari bahu nahi balke beti hai", my dad said to her dad to pacify him, after all they were best friends.
" baljit, i only have one thing to say, this daughter you see here-- he pointed at nupur-- she is my life, my happiness, my proudness, my smile everything in my life is because of her, I prayed for a daughter like her all my life, now the only thing i want from you to is never let a tear come in her eyes", her dad said with a proud smile, while looking at nupur, who was crying non-stop after hearing what her dad just siad. She ran to him and hugged him quickly as if never wanting to let go-- but the truth was she had to let go of the place where she grew up with her family.Her childhood.
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2 days later......
" masallah!, you bahu is beautiful" everyone kept on saying as they saw my face through the veil that was covering my face. While my mother-in-law had a proud smile on her face, like she was the most happiest mother-in-law in the world to have gotten me as her bahu. I guess she had the right to put that smile on her face, because i was an amazing daughter and i would even prove to be a better daughter - in -law.
" chup karo sab meri beti ko nazar mat lagao!" maa said sushing the ladies as they kept on praising my beauty. which i was really not aware that i had.Maa came to me and helped me get up . she took me to my and mayanks room and told me to relax. I smiled and closed the door as she left.
" finally i can get out of this heavy outfit!" i said to myself breathing a sigh of relief. I went to the cupboard opening it to find myself an outfit to change into. When i realised this cupboard had none of my clothes, ever since we arrived her i had not unpacked!.I was not going to get the suitcases now and unpack them, when i was i'm already so tired. I grabbed a sweatsuit which looked very huge but it would do, i just needed something i could sleep in.
I wore his sweatsuit which covered my whole body so to say, but oh well. I wrapped a towel around my hair and headed out. When i exited my mouth hung open to see him there standing with his hands folded over his chest, smiling at me. Why was he he starring at me like that, oh wait i was wearing his clothes. I grinned and opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.
" woh......" i stammered trying to say something
" woh kya how dare you wear my clothes!" he said trying to keep his balance intact. His eyes were bloodshot red and the smell that his body was generating at this moment could prorbably kill a person. How dare he yell at me? & is he drunk?
" par mayank mein toh......." i said trying to explain myself, but i guess he was in no mood to listen as he started to walk towards me made me realise this guy my husband was drunk and not instable condition he could do anything and i do mean anything.
" mayank dehko please stay away from me!" i said backing away and maintaining my distance from him but he kept on walking towards me. It was only when i hit the wall i realised there was no where to go i could not scream everyone was sleeping my screams would be unheard.
" mayank you are drunk please stay away from me!" i said as my eyes started to twinkle with tears. I could see that lust burning in his eyes. I realised what his intentions were but i just could not let him touch him. He was my husband my saviour my protector but what is the women to do when her own husband becomes the predator.
I closed my eyes as his warm but digusting breath touched my face. There was still time opening my eyes i looked at him, " mayank please leave please chor do muhje mayank please" but my cries were unheard as his sinful lips touched my body and then i lost sight of what was happening.....
The next moment i found myself in the corner of the room crying to myself and trying to remove his touch from my body his dirty hands everything i wanted them gone. This is not how imagined, this was not why i got married to this man. I wish i could kill myself, but that was not even possible, because i could not punish ma bauji and gunjan for what this animal did. I just could not, my bauji would die if he heard of this new.
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The knock on the door woke me up from my sleep my head was hurting very much and my eyes were watery. I walked to the door trying to keep my balance. I opened the door to find samrat, whos face expresison told me he was mad,
" bhaiya did you drink again?" samrat asked me sniffing
I looked away not wanting to answer his question, i saw him look aroung the room to find someone but there was no one else in the room. Tapping him on the shoulder..." kise dhoond rahe ho?" i asked samrat who pushed me aside and entered the room
" where is bhabi" he asked with a lot of rage in his eyes. Bhabi? kaunsi bhabi.....wait i have a wife...
"samrat who are you talking about? i asked him holding my head which was hurting alot
" bhaiya what the hell is wrong with you, i'm talking about your wife nupur!" samrat said loudly screaming into my ear.
Oh nupur ...yea where was she i had not seen when i woke up in the moringing i wonder where she is?The washroom door opened and she walked out with a smile, she looked at me and samrat with a confused expression...
" kya hua?" she asked, while samrat smiled happily and went to touch her feet.
" kuch nahi bhabi bas woh main aapko batane aya that ke mom is calling you both downstairs!" samrat said with a smile. Nupur nodded,
" hum arahe hain!"
samrat left the room, while i saw nupur angrily turn to me,
" tum ek bahut hi gireh huye insaan ho, muhje se door raho. I know hume apni families ke liye acting karne paregi and i'm ready for that, but let me tell you something it is people like you who make me hate men and yesterday night proved to me how much i was right!/" she screamed at me with tears flowing down her eyes. While the events of last nigth rushed through my head as i realised what i did. Hey what was so wrong in that she is my wife..
" oh come on nupru tum meri patni ho, inta toh hak banta hai mera!" i said grabbing her hand and pulling her towards myself!
" mayank choro muhje! i said choro!" and before i knew it she had slapped me as she walked out the room.
The nerve of this girl first she is my wife and i have full right on her she is my wife. I will surely teach you a lesson Mrs. Sharma. Or should i say welcome to hell!.
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-summi-
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