MN - Magically Yours'. Part 9 - Page 31. - Page 4

Love is not always a compromise, Sometimes it's a complete surprise. - Unknown

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The car was parked inside the house and Nupur looked around, a few yards small lawn, and a covered driveway. It seemed a typical London home she had seen in TV and on internet. Taking a few deep breaths, she got down the car. She looked around at the wooden door of the home entrance, she was anticipating going inside, while Mayank had shifted all the luggage from the boot to the garage.

"Ik bag main utha lon?", she said walking towards him and he shook his head, "nahi, main utha lon ga, chalo ander chalen", picking one bag, he started walking towards the entrance gate, and Nupur followed him slowly, clutching her hand bag. Mayank inserted the key and twisting the knob, he stood by side and smiled at Nupur, "welcome", getting faltered at his polite gesture, she smiled, and saying a quick prayer, she stepped in.

"I tried my best k main saaf kar lon tumhare aney se pehle", he said, following her, but Nupur wasn't listening. She was just absorbing the feeling of her home. The house was small, cozy and compact. The TV lounge, she could see the door to the kitchen and the bedroom, and a staircase leading up.

"Nupur",

Mayank said, standing in front of her and blinking she looked at him, "jee"

"kahan kho gayi?, main kab se bol raha hn and u are not answering", he looked at her and embarrassed she bit her lip, "umm sorry .. wo main ghar dekh rahi thi ..", she said slowly and Mayank smiled, "koi baat nahi, aram se dekho, tumhara sara luggage le ayah n ander", he pointed towards the pile of bags and Nupur smiled,

"aur umm ..', Mayank stopped in between and Nupur looked at him, "umm Nupur, I'll need to leave, meri board meeting hai, in half an hour, mujhe jana pare ga", he said slowly, with guilt written all over his face and Nupur didn't know what to react, she was too busy trying to reassure herself that maybe she heard wrong.

"maine lunch fridge main rakha hai, tum kha lena, baqi telephone stand main phone dairy hai, sab k numbers hain, mera bhi hai .. aur mtlb .. tum ghar dekho , luggage set karo, rest karo, tab tak main a jaon ga", he said with a spree but Nupur was still looking at him blankly,

"I know it's wrong Nupur, but trust me I don't have a choice", he took a deep breath, and Nupur opened her eyes wide to accommodate tears and managed a smile, "koi baat nahi", she could barely whisper and knowing tears were forming in her eyes, Mayank sighed, "I am sorry Nupur, main jaldi a jaon ga", he said slowly and feeling guilty, he quickly rushed outside closing the door, he genuinely had no choice.

As the door closed, Nupur closed her eyes, letting a few tears flow out. Everything was seeming so perfect and warm a few minutes back, and suddenly she felt alone and degraded The home which seemed so beautiful a few minutes ago, was haunting her now. Was she really left alone by her husband? It wasn't even an hour of her arrival and he was gone. Was work this demanding for him? Taking a deep breath, she looked around, and feeling a strange fear, she turned to the door and locked it properly.

A few minutes ago she remembered she was hungry, but now everything felt choking in her throat. She sat down on the sofa arm rest and clutched it tight in her fingers. Her mind was trying it's best to provide her with logical reasoning, but the dominating voice was of her heart ' that she was hurt.

It wasn't fair, how could he leave her like this? She took a deep breath and again closed her eyes when a phone ring alarmed her. Quickly opening her eyes, she stood up, and giving her assurances, she walked towards the phone quickly, and staring at the ringing phone for a while, she picked up slowly, "hello ..

"Nupur, kuch khaya hai?"

She was surprised to hear his voice. Although the voice sounded a bit different, but still she recognized him in a minute and as she did, she couldn't hold back the stiffness in her voice,

"nahi, mujhe bhook nahi hai"

Mayank sighed, "bhook kaise nahi hai Nupur?, 8 ghante ki flight thi", he asked softly and Nupur took a deep breath to tone down the expected rudeness, "mujhe bhook nahi hai", she replied firmly.

"acha fridge main jo kuch hai tumhain wo psnd nahi hai kya? Kuch aur khana hai? Main bhijwa don?", he was still being very soft, and one part of Nupur was melting on the softness, but the other part was reminding her that she was hurt, "maine kuch nahi khana"

"dekho Nupur", this time his voice was more tender, "I know you are upset, per tum sara ghusa khane pe tu mat nikalo na, sham ko main aoonga tu mujh pe kya nikalo gi", he sighed helplessly and Nupur couldn't suppress the little giggle at his cute voice, and hearing the giggle, Mayank breathed a sigh of relief, "that's like a good girl, chalo ab khana kha lo, aur agar tumhain kuch aur khana hai tu order kar lena, dairy main sare numbers hain, aur fridge pe paise aur credit card dono hain, thek hai?", he said very affectionately, and feeling tears forming again she asked in a whisper, "ap wapis kab aoogey?"

Mayank literally sighed at the love filled voice, "maximum 3 hours Nupur, I promise 3 hours, meri meeting bus shuru honey lagi hai", he answered sincerely

Nupur smiled and gaining energy, she replied, "thek hai, main kha leti hn"

"good, main meeting k baad dobara phone karn ga okay? Now good bye Nupur", his voice wasn't loosing softness and tenderness,

"good bye .. and all the best for meeting".

Mayank was taken aback with the compassionate wish and feeling assured that she was fine, he disconnected after saying, "thank u Nupur, I'll be back soon"

Smiling and placing the receiver back on the cradle, she was now energized to explore her house, deep down feeling overwhelmed with the unexpected concern.

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