Shivani
One and half month Later (Dubai)
Living is fine but sleeping with an extremely hot and handsome male species is difficult because I have a very bad habit of rolling over the whole bed while sleeping. Every morning I have to prepare myself to open my eyes slightly to see where exactly I'm on the bed. On my side or on the middle of the bed or cuddling my husband on his side or making his arm my pillow by preventing his personal space.
Yes, I do that. Though he hasn't told anything about this, I feel embarrassed. But I can't help it. It's a habit. I can't control my body when I am asleep, right? Even he has problem about it I don't have solution on this matter. Moreover, he was the one who proposed to sleep on the same bed. And it's not like that I'm cuddling with other man. He is my lawfully husband. So, he doesn't have to have problem about it. End of discussion.
I woke up early every day, shower with heavenly smelling shower gel which Nikhil has bought for me. After that I prepare breakfast for both of us. By the time I finish and serve on the dining table he gets fully ready for his office in his office suit. We both have our breakfast, not silently we talk like normal people.
We’re now in talking terms. I didn’t ask him why did he marry me. Why he did, it doesn’t matter now rather I’m focusing on how to work our marriage without any problems.
Some time he gives me silent treatment, I don’t care less. I do what I’ve been doing. I follow my routine always.
He always asks me if I need anything before leaving for office. He even gives some dirhams to me if I want to go to shopping.
I go to a cafe near our apartment and spend some of his money. I even went to shopping mall, bought some vase, flowers for interior decorations and colours, brush and canvas board for paintings. Because his apartment has nothing, literally nothing. And I want to make some paintings for his, ok our apartment rather than buying it. When my magical hand makes amazing paintings why buying it in an expensive price, right?
I'm new to here but Google makes it easier for me. If I have doubts regarding where I have to go to eat or shopping, I ask Google. I don't want to disturb Nikhil on his office time but I message him to inform him that I'm going out. After he sees my message, he calls me and tell me from where to where I should go. Yeah, he tells me everything which I already searched on Google. Apart from that, I do my research related works on my laptop on day time.
He comes late from office. By the time he has reached I finished cook our dinner. Then he freshens up and I serve the dinner. While having dinner we talk how we spent our day.
I have to have my lunch alone but I'm used to it because mom and dad always in court and clinic. So, I'm used to it. So, this is the only reason I want to have my breakfast and dinner with family. We tried, though for some emergency time we couldn't but it's very rare. I miss them, I know they too.
On weekend we do our house chores together. After breakfast, first thing we do is cleaning. It starts from our bedroom to our garden. Yeah! I made a mini garden in our balcony. It doesn’t take much time on cleaning because we both are clean freak and very hygienic person. Then we do our laundry. After laundry work done, we prepare our lunch. On weekend we make the lunch and dinner extra special. Our favourite dishes like chicken biryani, pulao. After having lunch, we watch movies or series on Netflix or we talk.
Sometimes I dozed of watching TV, again using his shoulder as my personal pillow. Later I end up in bed. Of course, he carries me to bed so that I can sleep comfortably. He doesn’t say anything or I ask him. I just say sorry when I woke up. Not for sleep on his arm, for leaving him alone to watch the TV.
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Nikhil
“Want to go somewhere?” this is the first time I asked her to go out.
“Miracle garden and I want to go to mall.”
“ok, first we’ll go to miracle garden then shopping.”
“fantastic.”
She got ready quickly wearing a floral knee length peach colour dress. I wore a blue shirt and white pant with white shoe.
“Ready to go?”
“Yes!”
“You seem excited.”
“I’m excited. You never asked me to go out with you. Today you did for the first time.” Now she made me feel guilty.
“I’m genuinely sorry for that, Vani. But I took time because I really needed time to calm myself before I do something that I don’t want to do.”
“You really didn’t want to marry me. Am I that bad?” she asked me directly looking into my eyes.
“No! you’re too good for me. Trust me.” making the eye contact more intense.
“I never knew I’ve had to pay because I’m too good.”
“You really want to stick on this topic and spoil my mood.”
“I don’t want to spoil your mood. I just asked out of curiosity. If you could say you didn’t want to marry me, couldn’t I ask the reason why?”
“You can. Can we go now?” I don’t want to stretch this topic by arguing further. So, I ended it.
In miracle garden she took many selfies. She smiled seeing the flowers. I just followed her where she was going.
She stopped and start to talk with a guy. He must be a tourist. I quickened my pace and stood beside her to listen what they were talking about but she pulled me holding my elbow.
She gave her mobile to the tourist guy and asked. No, ordered me to smile. I was still looking at her who was smiling showing her teeth.
“Hey! Come close and hold her waist.” I pulled her by waist and kissed her on the right cheek surprising her. She was stunned.
Now this is picture perfect. She was the one who wanted to take a picture, right? I took the responsibility to make it perfect. Fair enough.
“Awesome.” He gave us a thump up.
“Thank you so much buddy.” I thanked him.
“Anytime buddy.” He handed me the mobile and left. I looked at her who was still in shocked.
“Don’t you want to go to mall?” she just nodded. “we need to hurry then.” This time she followed me.
I just smirked seeing her speechless.
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“Why’re you shopping for others?” we have been here in BurJuman for last 3 hours but her shopping isn’t over yet. She even tiring me asking is mom going to love it? Is that going to suit dad? Aww! That would look so good on Ryan. She is shopping for everyone except me.
“I’m going back to Mumbai.” she said so calmly like nothing at all.
“And you got time to tell me now?” I whisper yelled at her.
“I’m telling you a week before. Isn’t it enough?”
“No! you told me because I asked.” Or she won’t tell me. I know her.
“At least I told you after you asked unlike you.”
“You really want to test my patience level today, huh?” She rolled her eyes. Damn! She looks sexy when she does it. “Already booked your ticket?”
“Nope. I’ll book it tonight.”
“I will book your ticket.” I said sternly.
“I can pay for my own travel expenses. You don’t need to do it.” Her nose flares due to her anger. I know she can pay for her own but I want to do it. But no! she won’t let me.
“I’m your husband for crying out loud, Vani.” Now my anger rose.
“OMG! I didn’t know it.” Sarcastic Vani. I’m lucky to see her not only one but two sides of Vani today.
“I never knew you could be this dramatic.”
“Or you would never marry me?” she asked me raising her eyebrow.
“I definitely would marry you. Well on our first meeting itself. You know why? Because entertainment was needed in my life.” She again rolled her eyes.
“Are you done with your shopping or not?” I asked her.
“I’m not done yet. One last thing I need to buy and you wait here. You don’t need to come with me.” she left levelling me thinking on my mind what she needed to buy alone. What must be it? Bingo! It must be inner wear. Aha! That’s why she doesn’t need my company.
It was a super fun day for me. I really enjoyed it. I annoyed Vani as much as I could. I came to know her angry mood today when I didn’t let her pay her bill. I’m her husband. I’m earning enough money to give her whatever she wants. Or what will I do with my money? Mom and dad don’t let me send them money. Actually, they don’t need it.
Her angry face, it wasn’t scary at all. I must admit she really looks cute and adorable with her angry face.
Coming to our argument this was our first argument after marriage. And she needs to improve her arguing skills. She sucks at arguing.
So, she is going back to Mumbai. Ok! Let her go. I won’t stop her. And I’m not going to miss her at all. Rather I would enjoy my freedom after two long months. I can do whatever I want. Oho! Freedom!
I’ll think about my freedom later, let me feed my stomach first. Because of her never-ending shopping I’m hungry.
After half an hour, she came. Thank god!
I turned my car to an Indian restaurant.
“Why did you turn the car this way?”
“We’re dining out today. I guess you’re exhausted enough to make the dinner.”
“Yeah, right. You start to know me very well Mr Malhotra.” She taunted me. I’ll see her.
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