Meri Aashiqui Tumse Hi

Post Wedding Rituals!!!

Next morning,
Pakhi woke up and found her hands, and face cold and her, shivering.
It was the month of October, and the floor was way too cold for her to even step on.

She adjusted her pillow and the sheet on the bed, and rubbed her pale face.

The room was empty, while the door was locked from inside.

She took her saree out, which was quite difficult for her to wear.

Now, what?
She asked herself.

She had a great desire, to talk to her parents and she was about to pick her mobile, when he came out of the washroom drying his wet hair.

In normal movies, she had always seen the heroines showering the water droplets on sleeping heroes, but here the case was quite opposite.

She hissed while he just crossed her, ignoring her completely.

She kept the phone, and made her way to the washroom with her blouse and petticoat again rubbing the droplets on her face, murmuring.

After a while,
Fu**! She said in mind, realising she forgot her saree on the bed.

She had worn half her clothes,
But, what next? She thought.

She peeped out of the door with narrow eyes, and found him sitting on the bed using his mobile phone.
She quickly slammed the door and locked it again.

Sm- Listen, I don't have much time for you. Badi mami ne kaha tha subah jaldi aa jana. Meri holidays jald khatam ho jaayengi.
Isliye mai apni family ke sath time spend karna chahta hoon, tumhare saath time waste nahi.
Ab neeche sath me chalna hoga. Jaldi aao.

P- Tum, please bahar chale jao.

Sm- Why? No!

P- So kya tum mujhe taiyaar hote hue dekhna chahte ho?

She asked playfully.

Sm- Uhm! Shut up. And Jo pehenna hai wahi se pehen kar aao.

P- Arey, par mai lekar nahi aayi kapde.

Sm- To aise hi aa jao! Jis haal mein ho.

P- Huh? Sure?

Sm- Haan.

P- Ok.

She quickly opened the lock to tease him.

P- Dekho, please mujhe bahar aane do.
Der ho jayegi, to badi mami bhadak jaayengi.

Sm- No.

P- Ok, I'm coming like this.

She said opening a bit of the door.

Sm- No,no,noo, I'm going.

He got off the bed, and moved out of the room, easily defeated by her.

She peeped out, again, and sighed in relief, as he had already gone.

After a span of 10 minutes, he again barged into the room, slamming the door, he locked it.

Sm- Tum na zyada smart mat bana karo, Samjhi?

She ignored him.

All decked up in a green saree as per rituals, she looked celestial.
Although, it couldn't affect him and his feelings, but he kept looking at her carefully until she wore the mangalsutra and the Sindoor, much disappointing to him.

Sm- Ab ye sab ho gaya ho to neeche chalein?

She nodded.

Sm- Tumhe takleef nahi hoti hogi, ye sindoor ye mangalsutra dekhkar, par mujhe ye sab bilkul nahi pasand.
I just hope ye naatak jald khatam ho.