Chapter 20: Chapter 20
*Satvi Pov*
“Ouch!” I said when I felt a small kick in my leg. I glanced up from the plate to stare at the culprit who has a frown on his face completely lost in his thoughts.
So, I calmly but with more force kicked his leg back, and he hissed before looking at me with narrowed eyes. I suddenly thought he would scream or something, but what he did is just another kick to my leg.
“Why are you kicking me?” I asked him frowning.
“You are the one who did it.” He replied shaking his head.
“I did it because you did it before that.” I explained and stood up losing my appetite with the bickering.
“Oh! I am so…” I cut him off shouting “Stop!” covering my ears and closed my eyes.
“Why?” he asked when I uncovered my ears with surprise tone.
“Say anything but don’t say sorry. It sounds so alien to hear it from you.” I replied, not looking back and started walking towards the stairs to sleep.
He apologized yesterday morning, but the words are still ringing in my ears. If I heard him again, then I would be in a lot of trouble. The image I made of him is on the verge of breaking a tiny place.
When I was on the verge of taking the first step, I got suddenly turned around with his hand on my wrist, and he pulled me more to him.
“Why? What problem is there if I apologize?” he asked, confused and I can see that he indeed is.
“Because...” I trailed off not knowing what to even tell him.
He twisted my arm and put it behind me making sure that there is no space between us, and I gulped thinking about worst scenarios but I didn’t look away from his eyes.
“Why?” he asked again.
“Because that is not your personality trait. You are a mad man so be like one.” I replied scowling at him hoping he would leave me.
“So, I can do whatever I want, but not a simple sorry should slip from my lips.” He mumbled.
“Uhmm..!” I mumbled when I felt his head leaning towards my face and made me take a long gulp of air inside so that I can stop breathing for a few seconds.
“Good! Because I don’t like saying it and especially to you.” He said, and I closed my eyes not knowing what to even say to him.
“Go and have your food.” He whispered in my ear, and I shook my head not getting the words to say, but that turned out to my mistake.
Because when I shook my head, I felt his lips touching near my ear, making me stun in my place along with him. We both stood like that, not at all moving and his lips didn’t move too because of that.
I slowly placed my hand on his shoulder, feeling my foot slipping, and I need some balance. He too slowly circled my waist with the other hand, understanding my situation.
“Don’t make me say something twice because I am not good at it.” He whispered again moving his face little away, and I slowly started breathing not feeling his lips on my skin.
“Ok!” I whispered back because it is the only answer which will make him move away from me, and I need that with all my might because at present I am on the verge of a heart attack.
“Good!” he whispered, moving away, but I gasped because while moving he placed a small peck near my neck.
I stared at him, hoping to see his reaction, which will tell me that it is nothing but an accident but all he has is a blank expression making me frown.
“I have some work, so I will be in my office room.” He said and walked into the rooms present in the living room itself.
Then I recalled that I have one room’s key with me, and I will die if he chooses that room. He will not hurt me physically which I understood after hearing his words yesterday, but I will lose my chance of ever going outside.
Nonetheless, thanks to god he chose another room and walked inside after unlocking it. I sighed and have my food like he said before walking inside our room because I have a lot to think before doing anything.
I lay on the bed and started thinking about everything except the recent incident. I remember his words to Shankar, who is actually an inspector as per constable. He talked to him with no respect in his voice, but with a knowing voice.
Is Shankar and he are friends? Or is Mr.Shankar is nothing but a corrupt police officer who is dancing on each word of Rohan? I thought, rubbing my forehead.
So there is some problem for Rohan’s business if the news of his wife’s death come outside. So I am just like a replacement so that the news will not go outside. But what will he do if someone comes and asks to meet me?
Is Rohan a good guy or a bad guy? Actually, this is not a good question. Is Rohan a bad guy or a worst guy? This question actually suits him more.
I turned away from the wall and placed my finger near my neck and traced it, remembering the incident which I tried to forget, but I know I couldn’t. It must be done accidentally by him! I decided and closed my eyes to sleep, but it is very far away from me.
“Are you awake?” I heard him asking and then felt the bed dip when he sat on it.
“Yes!” I replied but didn’t open my eyes not wanting to see anything in those eyes of his.
“Then move back a little and let me sleep.” He said with the same coldness which I am used to.
I moved back, but didn’t turn to show him my back like everyday and just laid there. After a few minutes he too laid down, but didn’t move near me. It is a good thing that he is not because I am still confused by his behavior.
What a joke? What am I not confused with? I asked myself shaking my head before trying again to sleep.
After what seemed like half an hour, I felt him moving towards me and also his hands around me. I know I should move away, but I didn’t have any reason to.
“Good night!” he mumbled and I so want to open my eyes to show him my shock because after one month of this marriage, he actually said those words.
“Hmm.” That’s all I mumbled, not moving as usual.
But I indeed opened my eye when I felt a second peck near my neck for the day and met with his sleeping face. I continued to look at him while he drifted off into sleep slowly.
“Who are you?” I mumbled before drifting off into sleep.
“Satvi!” I felt someone shaking, and I looked away from the stove to see him standing beside me.
“Yeah?” I asked him frowning.
“I have been saying for the past five minutes that I bought all the groceries standing beside you. What are you thinking about?” he asked frowning.
“Nothing!” I mumbled, walking away from him, to see the groceries and prepare some breakfast for us hoping that the questions will not return if I keep myself busy.
“What are you thinking about so much?” he asked again, pulling me away from the table and stood directly in front of me.
“Are you kidding me? You gave me so much to think, and that information is increasing in such a high speed that I wish I can meet some god directly so that I can have my answers.” I said in one breath and slowly leaned back to the table.
“Don’t think that much and get yourself hospitalized because the debt will be increased from the amount which it is already is.” He said in a serious tone, and I just sighed.
He himself is such a question mark to me. I don’t know what to even just think about him. He should be part of the circus and not in this world! I thought chuckling to myself picturing him with a red nose and some clown’s clothes.
“What?” he asked, frowning and before I could say anything, we heard the door bell ringing.
He suddenly went rigid in his posture and closed his eyes tightly before opening them again with a blank expression. He gazed at me before removing the cloth around my head swatting my hands away with which I am trying to stop him.
“This is needed!” he said in a low voice, but with the threat in it.
Then he again started covering my face, and in the end only my eyes are visible in my face all covered. He took a deep breath when we heard another bell ringing.
“Just sit here and don’t come towards the door no matter who ever it is. I will deal with the person, but you just don’t get up.” He said, pushing me on the chair not giving me a chance to say anything and walked towards the door.
He opened the door and immediately mumbled “Shut!” loud enough because of which even I heard.
Who is it? I thought and continued to look at the door.
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