This OS is divided into 3 parts, posted all together! đ
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"But Bhai I know that Ishita bhabhi can't do any such thing.. And you know that too.. Don't you.?" Mihir confronted an exhausted Raman. Exhausted due to thinkin' that what he should do to prove his wife's innocence.
"I know.. But how do I prove it.? Do you think I'm likin' all this.? No matter whateva the equation is between us I know my wife will neva eva do any such thing.." Raman raked his fingers through his hairs.
After a minute pause Raman stood up from his chair and went near Mihir. "She may Hate me but she can neva Cheat me." Raman said with confidence.
"Glad to know that you trust Bhabhi.." Mihir hugged Raman.
Raman could only him back with a derermination that he will prove his wife innocent at any cost.
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It was around 10pm when Raman reached his home. Home - where a few hours ago his Sister slapped his wife and he did nothin'! Home - where his Mother insulted his wife n he stood quiet. Home - where his wife was humiliated n he played an audience to that tamasha.
He felt suffocated recallin' all that n was about to leave when he heard his mother - "Puttar tu aa gaya.. Chal khaana kha le.."
He chose not to answer n instead marched towards him room n slamed the door shut.
Throwin' his coat on the couch he lay down on the bed with his legs restin' on the floor. As soon as he closed his eyes, only Ishita's face flashed. Her teary eyes pleadin' him to trust her.. askin' him to say somethin' when he stood there with his locked lips.
He sat up at once n frantically started searchin' for his cell. His cell was in his coat but he was way too occupied in his thoughts to remember this.
After some moments of searchin' at the wrong places, his eyes fell on his coat n that's when he remembered that his cell is in his coat. He dialed Ishita's number a couple of times but as expected she didn't recieve his calls and for the first time eva, he wasn't mad at her for not recievin' his calls. Instead with every ring he begged Ishita to recieve it once "Please Ishita.. Please pick up! I beg of you.. Please Ishita.. Please!"
He was pacin' to n fro in his room thinkin' about how to talk to Ishita when he heard a knock on his door.
"Bhai chal aaja. Khaana kha le.." Simi said.
"Mujhe bhookh nai hai.." He yelled in anger, enough for the whole Bhalla family to understand that they should jz leave him alone.
Raman decided to take a shower n he opened up his suitcase when the cream coloured shirt which he wore two days back held his attention. A smile appeared on his lips as he recalled how Ishita stitched his button. The innocence on her face that made his eyes stare at her shamelessly. How he teased her regardin' her weight.
He looked around the room only to smile some more, rememberin' her cute antics, her smile, her one liners, her taunts, her lectures.
Suddenly his vision got a li'l blurred n this is when he realized that he had tears in his eyes.
"Ye Jhansi ki Rani hoti hai toh lectures dekar rulati hai aur nai hai toh bhi rula rahi hai.." He wiped his tears.
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- In the Iyer' house -
"Akka thoda sa kha lo.. Please.? Mere liye.." Mihika held a spoon ful of curd n rice near Ishita's mouth.
"Mihika please.. Please leave me alone.." Ishita stood up n went in her room.
She lay down her on her bed and cried out loud huggin' her pillow tightly.
"Why Raman.? Why didn't you say anythin'.? Do you also think the same about me.? Do you think I can do any such thing.? Why didn't you speak Raman.? Why.?" - Could be heard in between her sobs.
Flashbacks of all the time she had spent with Raman occupied her. He arguin' with her, he tauntin' her, their holi dance, he feedin' her dosa, he teasin' her about her weight. And this made her cry even more.
Ishita was deeply hurt. Whateva happened had hurt her but Raman's silence broke her. She expected him to stand by her coz she thought he knows her enough to trust her but when he didn't say anythin', she broke.
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Ishita decided to take a walk in the society compound n Raman decided the same as well coz both Raman and Ishita weren't able to sleep.
Raman came out of the buildin' only to see Ishita standin' at a few steps distance. Raman quickly made his way towards her n stood behind her with his hands croached in the pockets of his white lower.
"Tum soyi nahi'n.?" He asked softly, snappin' Ishita out of her thoughts.
She didn't say anythin' n stood rooted. On her no response, Raman held her by her shoulders to turn her in order to face him.
The moment he looked at her tears stained face and red, puffy eyes he felt as if someone punched him hard in his stomach. The thought that the pain in her eyes which was unbearable for him to even see, she was bearin' it .And it hurt him.
PS - Part Two is jz below!
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