Casa 11 168A on 142; Part 168 B on 148 :( - Page 114

His closet door slides open and out he walks "God! I love a dutiful wife!" Grins as if it is 10 PM and nothing's wrong.

Khanak; And I love a punctual husband!

There is a huge lump in her throat, it hurts to even swallow. She stands there waiting for his next move.

His hands are in his pockets, he is waering grey shorts and what looks a navy UMASS tee.

Shaan: Khanak'..

She raises her hand to stop him from saying anymore''..

She realizes he might laugh at her concern. He might consider it juvenile, immature. Afterall he has lived in Mumbai all his life, and has driven 16 onwards'..

"I better go to bed" Khanak tells herself. She is more heart broken than she was upon listeningto Ritu's war of words with Kritik

Atleast Kritik cared enough to tell her, her husband would first move to Boston and then call her when he had time.

Shaan starts walking towards her as she starts walking towards the door. Turns around to check if she shut the balcony door. "It is" she reassures herself. The room is a mess again, "It takes him 5 minutes to gut it" "Yet I missed him"

Shaan: khanak''.

Takes bigger steps to get to her, holds her hand turns her around

Shaan: khanak''

Khanak: I'..

Shaan tries to hold her, she pushes him with a force he has never seen in her before

He takes multiple steps backwards

Shaan: Wooow!

She sprints to the door, he does and locks it, hand over the knob

Shaan: Khanak''.

With each Khanak her resolve takes a beating

She hates herself for being so deprived. Shuts her eyes in disgust

Shaan: Khanak'''. Please

Khanak: I have to go! (fiercely letting her tears roll down freely)

Shaan: OMG! What the hell happened?

Khanak: Oh! Nothing really! Nothing to concern you anyway'''

He shoves her forcefully against the door and, places both hands on the side of her head "What the hell is going on?"

Khanak: not a thing Mr Gujral!

Shaan: Cut the sarcasm will you?

Khanak: Its 2 AM. Oh ! Sorry midnite... Aap so jaayiye

Shaan lets a long deep breath smarting at the sarcasm... "I was AT WORK"😡

Khanak: Good to know...😃 (just as he would say it)

Shaan: What is your problem Khanak? I spent the whole entire day IN THE HOUSE.😡

She cringes as he raises his voice.

Khanak: Thank you! I will forver be happy for that. (bitter)😭

Pulls his hand from the door knob and twists it. He grabs it back and twists it the other way, pressing on her enegagement ring

Khanak: Aaah! Let go!😭

Shaan: Quit throwing a tantrum then! (warns)😡

Holds her wrist and pulls her hand away from the knob.

Shaan: Nachiket and I left work at 1 ish... (accusing)

Khanak: I don't want any details. Don't you dare give me some sob story about work (pushes him with both hands)😡

He is again startled by her annoyance.

Shaan: Sob story? 😡(blistering)

Khanak: I... I... (fighting her tears and failing)

He watches her stunned.

Khanak: I absolutely hate you for putting me through the last couple hours.😭(deeply disturbed)

Shaan: Wwhat?😕(confused and belligerent)

Khanak: I... I...worried for your life! (just as huge rivers of tears flowed down her eyes, her voice passionate, caring, emotional quivering)😭😭😭😭

She hides her face in her hands...cries freely...

His face loses all color, he stands there speechless and dumbfounded watches her grieve...graphically for something that happened two years ago, that could have been repeated all over again tonite...