Mumbai
"Listen, I said sorry nah? Why are you so mad now?"
"You know I don't like when you mention other guys." (He pulls her closer) "You are only to talk about me." (He smirks)
She looks at him mischievously "Ohh really? But I can't talk about you 24/7"
"Yes, you can. After all I am soon-to-be-your husband"
"Soon to be but not yet. Until then I can enjoy my rk right?" (he growls but knew there is no hope to fight back) Do you think he is married? Whoever he will marry, the girl sure will be lucky to marry such a megastar." (She looks on with a dreamy look)
"It seems like you don't want to marry me but him instead"
Girl looks at him with a smile "of course not. Why would I?" (she puts her arms around his neck pulling herself closer) "I only like RK but I have my own handsome guy in front of me. RK is nothing compared to you" (she says shyly. He puts his arms around his waist)
"Good that is what I like to hear. I was thinking" (he puts a little strand of hair behind her ear. Tucking it in) "Why don't we go to Delhi for honeymoon? "Maybe you can meet him, if you are lucky enough"
"Already thinking about honeymoon huh?" (He holds her face)
"let me give you a sample of what is to come" (The girl realizes what she said and tries to move away shyly) "If you want to go to Delhi than I deserve a kiss at least" (She steps on his shoes running away sticking out her tongue while he chases her)
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"You got 10 minutes to meet your mother."
He says as he stops the car in front of her house. Mahdu was from a middle class family and the only two people she had in her life was her mom and her big sister. Her father, Shamsher Malik, who brought her up and her sister like his own had died a year ago due to cancer. His loss is still being missed by everyone in the house especially her. Madhu was close to Shamsher, whatever she wanted, whatever she desired he made sure to fulfill them. Madhu doesn't know anything about her real father.
Her mom never mentioned his name nor spoke about the mistreatment he had done to her while they were married. She wasn't suppose to know about this little detail about her so called father either. It just happens that one night, by luck, when she couldn't go to sleep she had heard her mother and Malik talking about her past. It had hurt to know that her own real father abused her mom. Who's main goal is to make everyone happy.
How could anyone hurt such a nice and delicate person? She was proud of her mom when she heard her say how she fought with circumstances. Maybe that is where she gets her courage from. Her mom was truly the best. She was proud of Malik for giving her support. For raising them up without any relations. He was her father no matter what anyone says. He was her and her family's savior. Head of the household and now he is no more.
Her mom, Padmini, who worked in movie industry working as a part-time for small roles on tv. Her sister, Trishna, although she had inspired to become a famous heroine decided it was time to let those dreams go after Malik's death. A lot had changed after his death. He was the glue that kept us together. Everything was messed up after he left.
Her mother started getting sick day by day. She still can't cope with his death. She knew that her mom liked Malik but was never able to say it herself. Her mother was scared of the society, of the people most importantly about Malik. She had received such a good friend in this new city, she was scared to loose her only friend. Although, her mother never shared this bit of information, she knew by just looking at her eyes. Whenever Malik used to be around her eyes used to light up. She used to wait for him and secretly look at him whenever he wasn't looking. When he died that light, that smile also died from her mother's eyes. Now, she only lived for us.
Madhu slowly walked up to her house. Everything looked so different now ever since she got married. No. Ever since he married her forcefully not that she had a choice. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stood outside her home. She hasn't really faced her mom ever since she got married a week ago. And she knows her sister must've have told her by now; only the half truth. Everything happened in such a hurry that she had no time to explain herself. Everything became so strange and unknown to her. Her shaky hand rose to knock on the door but stopped midway. How can Madhu face her mom? Will she understand her circumstances?
RK sat in the car looking at the clock. Only five minutes were left. Ohh how much he hated all of this sentimental crap. It irked him. He was mad at himself for even agreeing to let her see her mother. Was it even necessary? He didn't know why he couldn't say no to her. Her crying face bothered to a point where he said yes. This never happened before. He sighs as he looks towards Madhu's home. It was small community; where everyone knows everyone. He saw her standing at the doorway with her back towards him. He knew she must be crying, as usual. She makes it look like she got married to a monster. He looks at himself in the rear view mirror. On the contrary, he is quiet handsome. He smirks. He looks at the clock again. Four minutes left and Madhu was still standing there. He lets out a groan before opening his car door.
Madhu just stood there not gathering enough courage to knock on the door. She raises her hand again to knock but decided otherwise. She was about to put it down when she felt a strong hold on her hand. She looks at the sideways to see RK standing there.
"Biwi I told you that you have 10 minutes and here you are standing outside looking at the door. So I came to see what is so interesting about this door that you keep staring at"
"Leave my hand RK."
"I didn't hold this hand to let go this easily. Besides you are talking to RK. You should know how stubborn I can be. Now, why don't we visit sassu maa together."
"No. I don't.."
"Don't waste my time, Biwi" (he forcefully makes Madhu knock on the door. He held her by the waist so she doesn't move.)
"Rk I don't want to meet. I am not ready. Let's go."
"no Biwi. You will meet them today because who knows when you will get another chance" (he winks at her)
Slowly, the door opens. Madhu looks at her sister, Trishna, with a smile.
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