Battlespace
She cuddled up by him and cried most of the rest of the night
"I don't have a ready made solution, stop crying" he growled
"Tumhe koi faraq nahi padta"
"Tabhi main raat ke ek baje se phone par hoon" he shot back
"What do you mean?"
"Never mind"
"No tell me"
"I don't know... what do you want to do? Stay the whole 6 months of your visa, get married and apply for Green Card?" "Go back for now? we can get married when we can"
She stared dumb founded
"Oh?"
"You thought you would go home tell Dad and he will start prepping?" he mocked
"I don't know" her heart thudded
"If I am returning I have to figure out a way to work remotely"
"You would DO THAT?" she was astonished again
"Kyon baar baar yahi sawal kar rahi ho?"
He was exasperated
"You would return to India?"
"You think I won't?" he was not happy
"Pawan wanted me to close down and move to Bangalore"
"Tabhi kar rahi thi tum us se shaadi"
"taana mar rahe ho?" she began crying again pulling away getting off the bet
"Aaj badi jaldi samajh aa gayi baat" he mocked again
Her eyes were blood shot as she glared
"Kar rahi thi na shaadi to?" he accused
"Tumne saari umar single rehne ka plan banaya tha kya?"
"Umm.. at least I didnt run away and get engaged"
"YOU were the one that told me jao jao Tinder par jao... you were itching to start your s-- life"
"Not all of us can live like a....."
He got up and walked out to the living room
"What were you going to say?" she stopped him and turned him around
"Abhi to rehne do yaar tum" he shrugged her off
"Were you going to say NUN?"
A brief flash of remorse flashed through his eyes
"Nahi" he lied
"Jhooth mat bolo Tapan"
Raat ke 3 baj rahe hain, do din mein tum ja rahi hai ho, mujhe sona hai"
"Oh don't let my departure affect you" she whispered
He reached for her
"No Tapan"
"Yaar when you take Pawan's name I just get riled like sh--"
"WHY?" she shrieked
"Pata nahi... I am just..." he yanked his hair and shut his eyes, leaning on the wall
"I was only complimenting you... I admire the fact that you don't think going to the wife's city is not beneath you... but I guess you are just a jerk" she wept
"I JUST TOLD YOU what pissed me off" he shouted
"And then you told me I am a loser to have stayed a v---- until 31"
"I didnt say that"
"We will never be equal" she wiped her tears angrily
"You havent married a super hero, yeh baat pehle sochni chahiye thi tumhe" he blasted
"See, another taana..."
"Main insaan hoon yaar, I have f----d up you know it...."
She walked to the kitchen to make coffee
He made his chai
They spent the morning in cold war, she spent her time trying to work in his bedroom after taking a deliberately long shower in the now fixed bathroom
He took a shower in another bathroom and spent the time talking to everyone he could possibly get a hold of in NOIDA and Delhi to figure out safety
"You think we are incompatible?" she asked him when she came to the kitchen to make her second cup of coffee, he was making eggs
"Lad TUM rahi ho, poochh mujhse rahi ho"
"Tumhe lagta hai mujhe nahi aana chahiye tha?"
He walked up to her and, gently pushed her toward the floor to ceiling blue-grey kitchen cabinets... with a thick groan he spanned her waist... still cool from the overly long shower, the exposed midriff between the vest like sleeveless tee and the skinny shorts
He found her mouth without saying a word, and turned the key on rivulets of pleasure
Her coffee mug loosen in her hand splattering he looked at it with half closed eyes, grabbed and set it in a shelf, shut the door back again
The taste of him recklessly delicious, she wrapped her arms around his neck and went tiptoe to fit herself between his legs
Through his cotton shorts she could feel his urgent arousal
She was free to indulge in her forbidden fantasies
She kissed him ardently
Coffee, tea, scents mixed, she pressed her torso on him rubbing urgently
He responded to her eagerness with a violent surge of lust
"Let's fight later" he promised
It was almost past lunch time when they both were done with each other after multiple events of uninterrupted pleasure
"Ek kaam karte hain maindir mein shaadi karte hain aaj... Di mujhe wahin airport mein gaad dengi, lets not tell her... he sighed hugging her tightly... "We get married quick, and go have a grand ceremony back home... or we wait to see how this thing plays out and marry next year or over winter... if you want to return to the US we should get married there, if I am returning to India for good we could get married tomorrow...
"Pagal ho tum"
"But if I send you back without a ring on your finger...That wont work... if I am making you go to NOIDA"
"Whattt?" she sat up
"Your Dad ... um.... u know..." he wanted to say something really nasty... "If we get married, you could go to Di's, if not I suspect your Dad is not going to let you get married to me" he said haltingly trying to hold down his fury
"Did you talk to him?" her loave soaked face in utter shock, losing color
"Umm.. lets say I know what he is up to" "He might try and hurt someone"
"I am going to talk to him" she stumbled out of bed, grabbing his tee, and shoving her head through it
"Abhi mat karo... chill Shubhra ruko" he shouted and ran after her
"You are unbelievable Dad" Shubhra was shouting loudly
Tapan shook his head grimly, disappointed she would run off and go confront him so prematurely
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