OTHER GROOM... the tale of the rejected guy...

Part 26

"After so many things he had done Suvo why are you still in touch with him and why is he here?"

"Tuli I swear I didn't invited him over. I had no idea he was coming! Trust me!"

"Trust?..."

"Tuli please..."

"You are working with him. You never even told me that!"

"Well you didn't care to know anything!"

The words were out of his mouth before he could realise. Shuvro could see the jolt that ran through her body. Her eyes lingered on him throwing daggers. Her jaw clenched so tightly that the mussels along her temple of fore head bulged visually.

How dare he!!! Her mind growled.

"I didn't care?" The sentence came out as a question much to her surprise. She knew she didn't care. No she didn't! He was know one to her. Once upon a time she thought him as her best friend. But not anymore.

Not for once he tried to understand her or her feelings for Sumedh. Not for once! He was so egoistic and arrogance of his own and so so selfish! All he ever wanted was her for his own. His right on her. He never care what she wanted. No! Never! Not once!

"You did?" Shuvro's words were again out before he could hear and approve them. What was he going to do? He didn't want to say these things. He didn't care whether she cared for her or no, yes he would evidently appreciate a little acknowledgement from her of his being. But he was not suppose to push her. But it was like his mouth was not listening to his brain anymore as he heard himself saying. "Well cause I don't remember you even acknowledging my presence after 11th. You didn't care about what I was doing after 12th - What subject I was taking - that I was almost failing in Biology - or when I cracked IIT or not and yah Ratul was with me there too. You never cared about anything that even remotely related to me. Not even when my parents died Tuli! and I was dying too... every day..." Shuvro bite his lower lip to stop him from talking as the edge of his voice cracked and a lump formed inside his throat hurting him.

He realised his eyes were burning and to prevent that tears were gathering around his eyelids. He looked down tightening his jaw. No he couldn't cry. Not infront of her. Her who was looking at him, like she had seen some ghost.

Her gaze penetrated inside him as if trying to detect the honesty in his words.

The back of Shuvro's throat was still paining. He inhaled sharply to cure that. He licked the inner edge of his lips. His Adam's apple bounced up and down as he gulped his saliva. And then he stormed out without sparing a second glance at her.

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"Was he really a bad... I mean that bad guy?" Renuka munched some of the deep fried chopped onion that Tuli had just poured out of the frying pan. Yes she was cooking a chicken dish today.

An hour ago she had stormed inside the kitchen and started raiding the refrigerator making Chaya startled like a deer in headlight.

"What do you want boudimoni tell me. I will cook it." Chaya had mumbled eyeing Tuli's activities.

"What are you cooking for lunch?"

Chaya had got another question in answer to her question.

"A dish of vegetable, daal and Chicken curry. Suvoda told me to make it a little spicy as you wanted to have, I will make it like wise. You go and have rest." Chaya smiled cautiously. She hadn't really understood Tuli totally. Tuli was a really weird woman who was not sleeping in the same room of her husband, she was always scowling, and always had a grave face on. Ofcourse Chaya had been mad at Monisha's father too! But not at this extreme. And how could she forget the drama of the first night, the fulsojya! and at the lunch at the following day!