Chapter 33: Chapter 33

Other's pov:

Days rolled in to weeks so their heart cried for each other.

Once Anvitha banged his car door releasing her anger and frustration, she didn't look back. She took the first bus to Mysore to meet her parents and hug the hell out of them. She wanted warmth of being beloved. She craved for affection not to be a trophy wife. She want to be loved before she herself hate her very own existence. She doesn't want to look so low of herself in her damn own eyes. That's is the last thing she want it to happen.

The air that blew on her face helped her Calming mind and heart, she realised the presence of everyone eye on her to be precise it was flickering over her and the person beside her. Wondering, she might be sitting next to some alpha male looked over to find John and Ricky with straight face sitting beside her. She groaned internally and glared at them with 'told-you-to-change-the-dress' look. They just shrugged their shoulder and glared at everyone sitting around them in the bus. First of all, they look intimidating with their attire and they have the thing in them to glare at the poor people but it was barricade by the coolers they wear. She let out a sigh of unbelievable.

After reaching Mysore, she felt so stupid for taking drastic decision. Now she realised it wouldn't be good to go to her home and cry rivers. So she stood in the middle of street with two gains hovering over her thinking of where to go. She was the one who was raking her brain and the other two were standing like puppies waiting for its caretaker to take them to safest place. She let out a sigh.

An idea popped in her brain. looping her arms in to John and Ricky she shot them a dazling smile and dragged them to Suresh (Sagar father ) mansion.

Surprised, Suresh and Swati welcomed her heartily. Anvitha realised how much she missed their warmth as they hugged he'll out of her. Suresh and Swati knew whole thing. They were proud as Anvitha didn't go to Kumar (Anvitha father) house instead come here. They adore her maturity. They hoped, Sagar learn something from her.

Once the pleasantries exchanged,  Anvitha eyes searched for John and Ricky . They didn't enter the house. They stood in the entrance like typical bodyguard. She groaned internally at their stubborn nature. She dragged them inside the house inspire of their reluctance. She served them the food and had her food along with them chatting happily. This was her routine back in Bangalore. Suresh and Swati witnessed everything was proud of her down to earth nature.

Her days were spent with John and Ricky. She couldn't leave them once she got other company. They were there in her happiness , protected her, stood by her side. They are not related to her biologically but their did more things, helped her, protected her than she could ever ask for.

When John and Ricky told they had not visited Mysore and it's their first time here, she took the privilege to show them around.

A week passed with them roaming around and enjoying finally Dewali arrived so the end to her happiness.

Apparently Suresh celebrate Dewali splendidly inviting guest to their home. When Anvitha learnt about it, she regretted coming here. She could clearly imagine her state of affairs on Dewali.

There was no words to express their contentment in case of Suresh and Swati. Anvitha was bless to them. They spent their time from morning till they go back to bed, never once she gave preference to only one. She equally gave her time to everyone at home. Their days was spent happily to the point they forgot their only son who happens to attend this year Dewali function much to their amusement and surprise as he is not someone to waste time where there is no money involved.

They didn't inform this to Anvitha hoping to surprise her. Indeed it was surprise in other way when she saw him enter the hall in all his glory.

Anvitha was busy playing carrom with Suresh, Swati and John as Ricky stood beside watching them play. Anvitha was squealing as she won the match thrice in a row. She was delighted as the winner get to decide the prize. She was mentally waiting for this moment as she want to try chocolate ice-cream for once before she even though she know the risk.

What is life without risking?

This is the thought she had been thinking. She knew Suresh and swati doesn't know her allergic to cocoa but John and Ricky does. She had to play safe.

Her excitement died down soon her gaze landed on her handsome husband who is droll worthy even with bags under his eyes and painted dark around. Her heart skipped a beat. She mentally chided for thinking like that. Her excitement turned to gloomy as she remembered the incident at Cafe. All thanks to the new entry. Their eyes clashed, like always she didn't look away as she felt  something off with him. Her eyes held concern and was trying to figure out 'what was wrong with him?'

Sagar had no intention of living his eyes off her.  It was like he was drinking needed energy from her eyes. All these days he felt lifeless. On look he felt he was activated. He cannot move his eyes off her face. She looked more lively ....got even more beautiful.

"What a pleasant surprise! Sagar, come in, join us in game." Suresh broke their trace shot teasing smile at both of them while Swati knew her husband was not going to leave his son teasing him to death. She suppresses her laugh.

Upon realising, Anvitha bent her head to hide her blush from embarrassing further, Sagar groaned at that. He shot a annoying look at his father for ruining his moment left to get freshen up. As soon as he was out of their sight they bust in to laughter confusing Anvitha.

"Go....your husband must be waiting for you. Go fast before he come and drag you" Swati said patting her head and pushed slightly towards their room.

Only if you know....

She thought and marched with slow step towards their room.

Sagar didn't expect her here. He was surprised when she entered the room. He thought she will still be angry at him and he was ready to gift her expensive jewellery to ease her anger. She never leave a chance to surprise him.

"Do you need anything ?" Anvitha asked sulking Sagar once she was inside the room and after locking the door.  As she doesn't want her sweet in law's to know how cruel Sagar is...

Your smile..... he was tempted to answer her but that will show him how desperate he is, so he mumbled a coffee swallowing those words which would trash his ego if he utter as Anvitha gaped at him.

When did he started drinking coffee made by me? Last time as far as I remember he hate the food made by me or myself.

Last part made her cringe at herself.

No no ...you are not going there....

She felt like his presence itself brings negative energy.  She shook her head to think of him like that.

As the aroma hit his nostrils, Sagar was so tempted to moan. He had severe headache as he lost series of deal and it would hurt his ego even if he think that he missed Anvitha.

They never talked like couple do but the lingering feeling of wife did something to him. Coming home to be greeted by ger presence is something he missed. They never spent time exploring,  enjoying and making fun of each other but he missed her fragrance in the air as the day passed it reduced. When he no longer felt nothing of her, he couldn't take it. He left Bangalore and landed at his home as he knew she us here. He was quite happy by appointing John as her bodyguard he never left any moment enjoyed. John sent him the pictures of them together explored.

His heart said it should be he is the one to be with her. He wasn't able to concentrate on anything not even food and exercise at gym. He knew any longer he stays here , he will loose everything he earned with series of failure.

I did it for money...nothing more....

He can keep on denying as longer he wants.

"Your coffee" her voice is like melody to his ears which he started having a like.

Without opening his mouth scared of saying something which he would embarrass him, he took the cup from her hand. In the wysiwyg his fingers 'oh so lightly' brushed her finger but he felt like electric shock spread through his body. It was no less than for Anvitha. She shivered at his slightest touch but Sagar didn't notice as he was busy calming his bearing heart.

Hastily, Anvitha turned around to leave but stood as she heard a 'wow' slip out of his mouth. Her lips curved slightly upwards. Even though he didn't directly compliment her but she was satisfied he liked her coffee.

As of sagar he was in heaven. Just one sip all his headache flew out of window. Before he could zip his mouth a involuntary 'wow' escaped his lips. He was quite OK as he thought Anvitha didn't hear it or else it would be so embarrassing.

Before she could step out of the room to hide her smile which has no thought of leaving her face she heard Sagar screeching.

Alarmed, she turned to find him busy talking to someone.

"What do you mean by Mr Deol rejected our design?Do you listen correctly to yourself ? It was our best design so far" He was roaring like a lion pacing to and fro scaring shit out of Anvitha. He forgot he had company and was busy Barking at the employee for not designing up to their mark.

He was worried if this continues his company will face huge loss and he would loose the value of company along with him. He cut the call and was about leave not sparing a glance at Anvitha.

Flabbergasted, Anvitha held his arms.

Like water poured to hot iron his anger vanished in thin air when her skin came in contact with him. He then realised she had witnessed his act. His head shot to her scared to see her reaction. Her scared face from last time didn't gave him happy it was other way around. He didn't want the history to repeat.

With baited heart beat his eyes made in contact with hers fearing internally. To his utter surprise it held concern and worry in them not the scared and that made him let out a sigh.

" where are you going ?" Anvitha whispered scared he might trash at her but she cannot see him leave the house as soon as he visited. She was worried that their in laws would be sad. That's what she is trying to give as an excuse to her brain as it was poking her for being stupid jumping at the fire lava. Deep inside she know her husband is trouble and it didn't settle well with her. She wanted to take his worry,  if possible help him solve the problem.

She know nothing can be done when one is angry. It will only lead to other disaster , so an idea pop up in her mind.

"Do you trust me?" Sagar who was busy gaping at her all the while as he didn't see her fully. She left her long hair open with only a clip to hold the hair from falling on her face. She had wore chudidhar with duppatta (Indian dress) giving her a matured look.

She looked enchanting....Divine.

When ger words registered his mind he stood confused. He have not thought about it.

Do I trust her?

Anvitha saw the confusion in her eyes. She can totally understand what he might be thinking. Even if Sagar ask her she would be given the same reaction. But she cannot hide the squeeze in her heart realising he doesn't trust her.

"I know trust is a huge word. OK I'll ask, do you believe me? "  sagar shook his head in yes.  This got a big smile in her face.

"Then let's go" she said and lopped her arm around his excitedly.

Looking at her getting excited like kid, his heart calmed a bit but the shiver cannot be hidden when she looped her arms around him.

"Where?" Although he doesn't want to ask her anything he was so greedy to make conversation with him. He was happy to accompany  her as long as she is happy.

"It's for you to see and for me to surprise" Anvitha winked at him. She bloody winked at him. He completely lost it. All he wanted is to slam the damn door and kiss shit out of her but his thought was thrown to gutter as she dragged him not knowing what he is thinking...