Hi ....
This is a continuation of one of my drabbles in the drabble series, choice. A few asked me to write a second part and here it is. Please read the choice before this for better understanding. Enjoy.
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The next morning Raghav woke up in a cranky mood with a severe headache. He had cut down his alcohol consumption in the past four months but he gave in to the temptation some days and yesterday was one of those days. Right after he returned from Pallavi’s room, he went to his private bar but later ended up in a club.
Jumping out of his bed, he went to take a much-needed shower anticipating an awful day but destiny had other plans. After getting ready to go to the office, he came downstairs to find his amma, Kirti, and Pallavi having breakfast together.
He wanted to go near them to share talks and laughs but he knew that he could not; they would not want him there however as he was being courageous since the last day, despite the warnings his mind threw at him he let his feet take him to the ladies.
“How are you?” He interrupted.
The sudden silence invaded put Raghav in darkness. Kirti stood up from her chair followed by amma. They both went inside leaving him with Pallavi for the first time ever she came into the RR mansion. He was shocked. Baffled him the most was the presence of Pallavi. She lingered.
She is not going.
“Have breakfast,”
Her simple and mere words were enough for the don of Hyderabad to move and sit down.
Pallavi placed a bowl of ripened guava in front of him.
His eyes wrinkled seeing the fruit,
“What is this?”
“Guava,”
“That I know,”
“Then eat,”
“Where is my protein shake?”
He touched the bowl and pushed it away without realizing that the volcano could erupt anytime.
He twisted his neck to look at her when she did not reply. He had always boasted his talent in reading her eyes, which he considered as a curse at that moment. Her eyes roared trouble,
“If you want me here then that’s all you will get.”
She spoke moving the bowl towards him.
“Picchi Ammayi,”
“Veda Maanus,”
The smile that adorned his face could win any competition without a fight. He ate his breakfast dancing to the tunes of his biwi. Who would have thought that the Raghav Rao, the don of Hyderabad would be a puppy in his wife’s hand?
It would be an understatement to say that Raghav liked this Pallavi. He got a sniff of this woman yesterday when he went to his bar. Most of the bottles had water in them.
When he was almost done with his breakfast, she stood up. “Don't go yet, wait here,”
Within a few minutes, she appeared beside him and she placed a frame of photo on the table facing him, the one which had Pallavi with Amma and Kirti. His fingers halted near his mouth with a piece of the fruit halfway inside his mouth. “Pallavi,”
She nodded her head towards the picture when his eyes caught hers, and she turned it.
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