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Hello people...m not good at writing stories but still i tried...well this is my 1st FF
Its gud or bad ...plz feel free to comment..i'll try to improve next time
Sumona finished setting down the plates of food. She placed a pair of knives, spoons, and forks, as well as napkins by the plates and glanced over at the clock. kapil should be home any minute now.' She walked over to the door and smiled, hearing the door unlock. The door swung open to reveal kapil walking in, loosening his tie while carrying his black suit. He looked up to see sumona but walked passed her, throwing his suit into her arms. "Hang it up." He ordered as he took off his shoes and set them nicely by the stair steps. Sumona smile slowly disappeared, but she obeyed and hung his suit in the closet nearby the door. It was just a daily routine after all.so sumona was used to this "Did you eat? She asked ..I cooked dinner." kapil didn't answer and just walked over to the kitchen. Sumona sighed, ignoring the silent answer and followed him. It's been like this for 2 years anyways. They got married unexpectedly...from last 8 years they were close friends and now strangers. But although he was heartless, for some strange reason, he never ask anything not even about what happend all day bt she came to love him. She didn't understand how, she didn't understand why, but she did. He was her husband and she was expected to spend her entire life with him from now on anyways.
They both sat quietly, not uttering a
word to each other. Every dinner meal
was like this. Quiet, awkward, and
silent ...kapil almost acted as if she
wasn't even there as alwayz ...even if she did try to start up a conversation.
"So...how was ur work today?"sumona
forced another smile at him.
kapil stayed quiet and was just kept
eating.
"...it was probably good, huh? You'll
go to sleep early today right?"
Again, she asked...he didn't
answer.
Sumona felt like she was having a
conversation with herself.
"..kappu.." She placed down her
fork and pushed her plate of food away
slightly. "...tomorrow's Saturday.
Kahi bahar chale? Like a restaurant or something?"
kapil only gave her an icy glare,
clearly indicating that he didn't want to
go anywhere tomorrow with her. He
took the napkin and patted his mouth
gently before getting up.
"Clean this up and wash the dishes."
He replied before walking out of the
kitchen and going upstairs sumona stared
down at the table sadly
and stood up, proceeding to clean up
the dishes.
After she was done washing the
dishes, she went up to their bedroom
to see kapil already sound asleep.
Sumona went into her closet, changing
into a simple, small white dress. She
crawled on the bed an adjusted the
blankets.
kapil's eyes fluttered and once he
saw her, he glared. "...will you be a
little more quiet?" He turned the other
way from her and let out an irritated
sigh.
"sorry" sumona muttered and
gently laid down, pulling the blankets
up to her shoulders.
It was warm. Although, she felt so
cold. Was this how she was going to
spend the rest of her life? It was dark
and lonely. he never asked her how she is..or she needs anything more then what he think, and she
knew he would never come to love
her. Was this really the end of
everything? Being married to kapil
and living with no love, no
compassion?
Sumona's breathing was quivering.
During the first nights of their
marriage, she would cry silently to
herself. But she stopped that habit a
year ago, knowing she couldn't do
anything about this marriage. She hugged herself and looked sorrowfully into the darkness of their bedroom. Sumona's eyes glanced over to kapil
and she turned around so that she
faced him.
He stirred a little, and turned around to
face her, too. But he was still asleep.
Sumona gazed at him, observing his
facial features and soft breathing. He
had the perfect looks, and had a wife
waiting for him everyday at home.
Anybody would think that he had the
perfect life. He had everything.
She wondered for so many times,
why she loved him. He didn't care for
her, he didn't worry for her, he didn't
love her. He would never be the
husband she wished for but why he has changed a lot..she talked to herself.
Sumona finished setting down the plates of food. She placed a pair of knives, spoons, and forks, as well as napkins by the plates and glanced over at the clock. kapil should be home any minute now.' She walked over to the door and smiled, hearing the door unlock. The door swung open to reveal kapil walking in, loosening his tie while carrying his black suit. He looked up to see sumona but walked passed her, throwing his suit into her arms. "Hang it up." He ordered as he took off his shoes and set them nicely by the stair steps. Sumona smile slowly disappeared, but she obeyed and hung his suit in the closet nearby the door. It was just a daily routine after all.so sumona was used to this "Did you eat? She asked ..I cooked dinner." kapil didn't answer and just walked over to the kitchen. Sumona sighed, ignoring the silent answer and followed him. It's been like this for 2 years anyways. They got married unexpectedly...from last 8 years they were close friends and now strangers. But although he was heartless, for some strange reason, he never ask anything not even about what happend all day bt she came to love him. She didn't understand how, she didn't understand why, but she did. He was her husband and she was expected to spend her entire life with him from now on anyways.
They both sat quietly, not uttering a
word to each other. Every dinner meal
was like this. Quiet, awkward, and
silent ...kapil almost acted as if she
wasn't even there as alwayz ...even if she did try to start up a conversation.
"So...how was ur work today?"sumona
forced another smile at him.
kapil stayed quiet and was just kept
eating.
"...it was probably good, huh? You'll
go to sleep early today right?"
Again, she asked...he didn't
answer.
Sumona felt like she was having a
conversation with herself.
"..kappu.." She placed down her
fork and pushed her plate of food away
slightly. "...tomorrow's Saturday.
Kahi bahar chale? Like a restaurant or something?"
kapil only gave her an icy glare,
clearly indicating that he didn't want to
go anywhere tomorrow with her. He
took the napkin and patted his mouth
gently before getting up.
"Clean this up and wash the dishes."
He replied before walking out of the
kitchen and going upstairs sumona stared
down at the table sadly
and stood up, proceeding to clean up
the dishes.
After she was done washing the
dishes, she went up to their bedroom
to see kapil already sound asleep.
Sumona went into her closet, changing
into a simple, small white dress. She
crawled on the bed an adjusted the
blankets.
kapil's eyes fluttered and once he
saw her, he glared. "...will you be a
little more quiet?" He turned the other
way from her and let out an irritated
sigh.
"sorry" sumona muttered and
gently laid down, pulling the blankets
up to her shoulders.
It was warm. Although, she felt so
cold. Was this how she was going to
spend the rest of her life? It was dark
and lonely. he never asked her how she is..or she needs anything more then what he think, and she
knew he would never come to love
her. Was this really the end of
everything? Being married to kapil
and living with no love, no
compassion?
Sumona's breathing was quivering.
During the first nights of their
marriage, she would cry silently to
herself. But she stopped that habit a
year ago, knowing she couldn't do
anything about this marriage. She hugged herself and looked sorrowfully into the darkness of their bedroom. Sumona's eyes glanced over to kapil
and she turned around so that she
faced him.
He stirred a little, and turned around to
face her, too. But he was still asleep.
Sumona gazed at him, observing his
facial features and soft breathing. He
had the perfect looks, and had a wife
waiting for him everyday at home.
Anybody would think that he had the
perfect life. He had everything.
She wondered for so many times,
why she loved him. He didn't care for
her, he didn't worry for her, he didn't
love her. He would never be the
husband she wished for but why he has changed a lot..she talked to herself.
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