NEW FF on shaurya and diya - Page 7

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shaurya is the saviour

I tip-toed back into the room, making sure to make as little sound as possible, my trip had been cut short. It was around one o'clock at night, tears streamed down my face, as I made my way to the bed. What was I going to do? What was I going to tell Shaurya? Since the time I had left my house I had not stopped thinking of what I was going to tell Shaurya. I cursed myself, for being so careless, I prayed and prayed to God, to take me back in time so I could change things. But it was all futile. I could not stay at my house, because I knew the worry would kill me and staying there would worry my family too. I had to come back. So here I was I didn't want to wake Shaurya, so I was being extra quiet. Not that he would awake, like I said he slept like a horse. I slowly sat on the bed, and Shaurya shifted. I froze. When I felt safe, I moved again and so did Shaurya. This time the light came on as well.

"Diya?"

What? How could he wake up? As I looked up, I caught my reflection on the glass of the window, my eyes were swollen from all the crying and my hair was all over, I looked hideous, I couldn't let Shaurya see me like this, and plus I was not ready to tell him anything yet. Before another word was spoken I bolted to the washroom and locked the door behind me. A few seconds later I heard Shaurya knocking on the door, ever so lightly.

"Diya, what is wrong?"

"I am never coming out, so no point in trying. I mean it, never!"

"Diya'okay stay in there as long as you want, but that would mean, that I am staying here outside the door for that long too."

It was time for me to face reality; I couldn't truly stay here forever. I mean as a human I have needs, like eating, drinking, and most important of all, my K-dramas. I glanced myself in the mirror, smoothed out my hair, wiped my tears and slowly opened the door. There Shaurya was waiting outside for me. Just looking at him I burst out in tears again. He took me by my shoulders and made me sit on the bed.

"Will you please tell me what is wrong? Did someone say something to you?"

I shook my head.

"Then what?"

I had to tell him. It wasn't like I could hide it anyways. Gathering all my courage, I took in a deep breath, shut my eyes and let the truth out. "I spilt tea all over the sari you bought for me, and now it is all ruined, and I can't wear to the reception. I have ruined everything. I am so sorry."

"I don't believe it. All that 'halla blu' was for a sari?"

Okay. Pause for a minute. Did Shaurya Singh just use the word 'halla blu'? Since when is 'halla blu' part of the proper-intelligence-speaking-people dictionary? If he could use 'halla blu' then I should be allowed to use all my words too, despite what Maya and Palak say. Now that that is resolved, back to where we were.

"I don't believe it. All that 'halla blu' was for a sari? I didn't buy that sari, Maya and Palak brought it over so you could wear it. And there are a gazillion other saris in the cupboard there, just pick another one for tomorrow."

Okay. Pause again; did he just use the word gazillion?

"Look at me, I am using words like 'halla blu' and gazillion, I am definitely spending too much time with you Diya. Now relax, and go to sleep, you can find a new sari tomorrow morning."

Okay, for the last time pause. Actually there is no need to pause, because this the end of his little talk with me, Shaurya has gone back to bed. This man definitely sleeps a lot. But I have to admit he did help me, I am not so sad anymore, except I don't feel as special. At least earlier, I was under the impression, that Shaurya had bought me the sari. But it was Maya and Palak, now I am glad I spilt tea on it. Can't help but let out a little giggle at the thought. But what was that, he is spending too much time with me? Like heck he is, I have probably spent a collective three hours with him since our marriage, not counting the hours he sleeps of course. How can that be considered spending too much time with me? And all in all those three hours, I never remember using the word 'halla blu', definitely his imagination there. His imagination working up, maybe I am having an effect on him.

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