...Epilogue...
Opening the door, she ran out towards the main door... Checking out the much needed things in her handbag but a loud command halted her movements and she closed her eyes in resentment...
"Jodha! Come back!" She shivered due to cold weather And turned around like a deer caught in headlights... Biting her lower lip, she smiled sheepishly but urgency to move out of place clearly visible...
"Please! Lemme go!!" she pleaded very assuringly... But like he cares!
"Come back now!" his voice dodged a notch high...
Scrunching her nose to fullest, she stormed towards dining table and sat on the first chair, tapping her foot restlessly... Smirking at her stubbornness, he very slyly settled beside her on another chair and made a plate of freshly chopped up fruits and filled a glass of Orange juice... She glared at him dangerous whilst he very lovingly placed an sweet peck on her forehead...
Feeding her with the fork, he pointed out the two buttons of her olive shirt, which are open... He glared at that, but she royally ignored it and taking another fork, stuffed his mouth with fruits when he opened to warn her...
Gulping the content in his mouth, he kept the bowl down on table, and buttoned up till the collar...
"Jalal!! At least one button..." she whined like a child who was suddenly being deprived of her favorite toys... Shaking his head in complete denial, he smoothed the crease over her shirt...
"It's cold outside!" he reasoned out And again picked up the unfinished bowl... He continued his work by feeding her and she fed him grudgingly...
"Jealous idiot!" crusing him under her breath, she wiped her lips... While he cleaned the dining table, and shook his head at her childish behavior... And again she made up a run towards main door but got halted yet again... Ugghh!
Walking hurriedly towards her he picked up the required things, he slipped the cotton shrug on her shoulders...
"No Jalal! It's not so cold!" she squealed while removing it... Making her wear again, he frowned and commanded with finality...
"Wear it.."
Grumpingly, she stormed towards his car and settled inside, folding her hands... While he locked the main gate, and walked towards his car whistling sweetly...
"Jo! Open the door!" he almost shouted patting the window glass, while her till now stern face gave him a victorious look... His wife's weird ways of punishment, ugh!
"You aren't getting late now?" he questioned squinting his eyes... While she cheekily smiled, and swirled the car keys around her index finger , annoying him... After much persuasion and holding his ears, repeated apologies, finally madam allowed him inside...
"Jo! You know that devils of our neighbour were laughing at me..." he accused her, while she laughed out loud And opening the window gave a hifi to the two young 7 year olds standing outside car while Jalal growled knowing this is their daily drama...
*****
Parking his car at the side of the road, he switched off the engine And stretched his back trying to get rid of straining back... After almost five minutes someone knocked at the window, smiling earnestly, he opened the car door...
Settling on the passenger seat, she pressed her lips on his cheek... Smiling down at her, he pecked her forehead and the car zoomed off...
"So, how's your day?" he asked a simple question... And there she got the chance to speak while he sat muted knowing his chance to speak will come once they reach their house...
"Aaj pta hai..." she provided him with the minute details what she'd done from morning, her fun in lunch time, the launch of new show, the funny calls and the list goes on and on and on...
*****
"So how's your day?" She asked this time, giggling, watching the condition of her hubby dearest... Setting the dinning table for dinner, he roamed around the house without his t-shirt, just in his vest...
"Don't show me your teeths wifey!!" he said while cleaning the mess of clothes that she'd created... When she'd been cleaning the house, after her comeback, he'd received a lengthy lecture on how to keep the house clean! But nonchalantly had heard from right ear and thrown out from left ear...
So now she'd taken her 'REVENGE'... She'd scattered all their clothes, worsen than first time and it's his task to clean up the mess...
Now from half an hour he's cleaning up but the clothes aren't getting finished... Damn! When the hell I'd bought these clothes!! He swore loudly, Cracking her up...
"Do it jaan kai hubby!" she said eating a cucumber slice, whilst sitting and enjoying the scene...
****
They came out of the house after a lavish dinner, for a small walk... The chilling winds, made her grip tighter on the shawl... Standing just behind her, he caged her between his arms... She smiled which was reprocriated earnestly...
Slipping away her sandals, she stood barefoot on the grass adorned with dew pearls, shivering with the freezing effect...
"Jo! Wear them back!" he scolded concerned about her health... Moving her head sideways, she denied the order and putting a cute face fluttered her eyelashes making him frown...
"Nope! And remove your slippers mister!" she commanded mimicking him...
"Jo!" he tried his stern tone, but like she would budge... Underestimating your wife Mr. She thought, mischief pooling in those chocolate brown orbs...
"You're removing it, or should I continue my walk alone?" she threatened with her big eyes... Growling at his inefficiency of saying no to his wife, he removed his slippers rather a bit harshly...
"Chalo!" he almost shouted and walked ahead cursing the chillness his foot were experiencing the moment... Giggling at his tantrums, she made a small run to catch him and lunged from backward to slow his speed by wounding her arms around his neck... Making him laugh, at her childish behavior...
After their 15 minutes walk, his phone buzzed... Confusingly, he picked up the call without watching the name and stood rooted at his place hearing the other side...
Watching him still, she shook him and looked at him quizzical... Gaining his senses back, he immediately held her hand and made her wear sandals and wore his slippers... He dragged her towards the car, stuffing her inside, he instantly handled the steering wheel... And the car zoomed off...
*****
He stood restless in the lift, tapping his foot, getting glares from the other fellows who were standing beside... She held his palm and squeezed it, reassuring him a bit... When she herself is tensed...
"She'll be fine!!" she assured umpteenth time... As the lift open at the desired door... They scanned through the crowd and finally found Sujamal standing there much more restless than Jalal...
Pacing towards him, Jalal stood in front of the ward , whilst Jodha hugged her brother, whose nervousness and worry was showing on his face... Sujamal held her tight close to himself, again finding himself standing at the place where years ago, he'd stood alone as that small boy, who doesn't know how to express his vulnerability to others, in worst phases of life... But today he isn't alone he'd his sister, his doll, his Jodha... Clutching her tight he stood outside, whilst inside Misha was going inside labor...
Jalal stood, gaping at the sister brother duo, sighing loudly, he walked up to them... And took sujamal in his embrace, finally letting go of the grudges and grabbing the happiness... Crushing his wife in between two taut bodies, one her brother's and other her husband's... Jodha smiled, with tears accumulating her eyes, her life is complete now...
*****
Jalal just kept staring at little infant sleeping beside Misha, while Sujamal pecked her forehead sighing in relief... Jodha was playing with the little one, urging Jalal to come near, who first assured himself that Misha was fine... Then moved towards her! Yes, it's a baby girl...
"What's should we name her bua?" Misha asked in a childish feeble voice, making Jodha's heart swell with overwhelming feeling...
"Amita!" All the three pairs, shifted towards her in shock... She flashed her infectious smile towards them adorning each face with smile... But Within second Jalal frowned, making Sujamal quizzical... Keeping his palm on her shoulder, he asked...
"What happened Jalal?"
"That I thought to be our daughter's name!" he stated frustratingly, Jodha turned red whilst the newly parents had a good laugh at their expenses...
"That's why I'd kept her name Amita, bhabhi!" she said, pouting... The laughter echoed in the otherwise silent ward of hospital...
Jodha kept looking at the infant, Amita... She never hated Amita, her husband's sister, but was so insecure of her , that she couldn't see the love that her husband and brother have for her... And finally kissed the her cheek mumbling a sorry, though how childish it seems but she can't stop herself...
The infant smiled at her, seems like accepting her apology...
*****
Phew! Here's the epilogue...
Damn! Cheesiness sucks... I won't even try another time 😛😆
Don't kill me for the dramatic end😛🥱
Once again a big wala Thank you so much for appreciation of this story... Some were from starting, some came late... But I cherish each and every single comment despite its length... Many had left in the middle, some due to their commitment some lost interest... But whatever time I'd spend on this story... Chatting senseless, fooling around and what not!! I enjoyed everything... 😳
For the last time... Thank you everyone for your likes and comments😃
Sorry if it's not worth reading😊
Edited by Monucute - 8 years ago
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