Set fire to the rain (Thread 2 announcement) - Page 85

Rishabh had settled well into his second year at Harvard while I was still working on Malik's complicated business merger along with juggling a law degree. Several months had gone by without a face to face meeting between the husband and wife. The surprise element was gone. Could it be that the ever so charming pair were stepping out their honeymoon phase? Here is how picture RK must have reacted:

"No, never. I won't let this happen".

Rishabh would have squinted his eyes profusely as they automatically set sight on a dark pair of legs walking across the corridor.

"I will not look at anyone but Madhubala".

He probably reminded himself of the vows and curbed his urges. This, I assume, had been getting harder the past couple of months. As our meetings vanished and our face time dwindled, RK must have found himself getting increasingly attracted to ladies who were not his wife.

"This means she looks at men too".

His mind was now filled with pictures of shirtless, able bodied men surrounding his Madhubala.

"This is worse. I cannot have her drool over anyone but me".

Precisely then, he cancelled his spring break trip in favour of visiting me. Alas, he chose the worst possible place for out first encounter: the courtroom.

He barged open the doors as I presented the closing argument on a civil case as second chair. This was a golden opportunity. His interruption was sure to be frowned upon by the practically communist judge that I got.

"In my courtroom, you maintain decorum. Mrs. Kundra, learn to tame your bewildered husband. This is not a club where you make an entrance. This is a courthouse and I tolerate no shenanigans".

I changed many colours, not with embarrasment but with frustration. If I ever meet that judge outside court, I will stab him several times and bleed him dry. How dare he? Sure you can disagree on free market policy and capitalism. I will even tolerate you ruling against me simply because you do not like my corporate in-laws. But, don't you make the mistake of thinking I won't cut you up for speaking against my husband. What has he done to your socially awkward ass? I apologized on the outside as I mentally curse your honour till my heart content.

Naturally, the judge's ego was inflated a bit and he might just rule in my favour. That in mind, I walked out of my closing with mixed emotions.

All was forgotten when I saw him waiting inside the car. I did not care how he got the key. I did not give a second look to the chip crumbs he had spread all over the shotgun seat. All I could see was him.

Like a soldier's homecoming, we kissed and possibly grew a cheesy bone in our bodies that very moment.

"Shall we leave some for home?" He winked.

"Do not talk to me". I was reminded of the courthouse incident.

"The judge likes you". He knew perfectly well what I was referring to.

"I know you are sexually frustrated but, that was uncalled for".

"What makes you think that?"

"You are not? Who is she?"

"Relax. One by one".

"More than one?"

Now I was just playing. But, I love how his expression changed from lovin it to I am in trouble.

"No. I wanted to surprise you".

"You embarrassed me. The judge hates me and I might just lose because he hates you too. Freaking commi!"

"So, how is Malik? Got any new watches out?"

"Do not change the topic".

"Sure got you blinged up". He played with my Patek Phillip.

"Family heirloom", I supplied.

"Fooled me".

"Focus on the driving".

I initiated a period of silence. I was unsure whether or not to tell him about his mother's frequent visits. But, we had a no secrets policy. I am not sure if RK followed it. Then again, he was easy enough to spill it out when I asked. So, here I went:

"Promise not to get angry".

"Oh my God", he always overreacted. I bet he would have been a drama artist if not a business owner. "You looked at another boy".

"No".

"Is James straight? I could just tell when he refused to kiss me".

"You asked James to kiss you?"

"I am kidding".

"Your mother came a few times".

He pulled over to the curb as expected. I knew him too well.

"Let me guess, the famous first lady speech?"

The first lady speech had been passed down generations of elitist women. A con of sorts, a fairy tale to make them feel better about living unaccomplished lives. In my first lady speech, my mother-in-law had asked me to never pursue a career in the Mumbai law scene. Instead, do pro-bono work for Kundra charities; become the woman behind the man. Become the first lady of the future president of Kundra Inc.

"Yes".

"She said it how many times? You know what? It doesn't matter. You and I both know we not going down that route. I will support you with your career choice. I don't need a first lady; I have got a wife and a damn good one".

"Like I didn't know that". I wish I could just blush and say thank you like an ordinary pair sometimes. But, that would be no fun, would it?

"There is something else", I said just as he drove into the traffic island.

"Never the whole story with you". He shook his head. "Spit it out".

"She wants a grandchild".

Originally posted by: Vsoujanya

ahhh my most favorite story updated! Thank You! You may take a bow now! 👏 Uh mother Kundra wants a child? This will be interesting. I am really excited to see RK's reaction to this, can't wait! Update super soon please. oh and the first lady speech, geez I would have killed Mother Kundra if I had to listen to it. Crazy woman!😆

Originally posted by: shanaya123

Wowww.. Their kid..!!

That is still in the works😆
Amazing update.. Waitng fr the nxt one.. Dis tym please update soon.. Thanks fr the pm ;)

Merci. will do

Originally posted by: SAnonymous

Amazing Update

Originally posted by: deepak148

hmm nyc update loved its funny element as always and that judge cracked me up. hmm mummy kundra want grand child lol. I don't why ladies demand grand child so soon ? Hope my mother will not