His Precious

Chapter 18

Reva's Pov

It's sunday again today and it's been the whole weak since Ansh talk to me in a teasing way or even call me jaan.He still care for me in the most affectionate way but I want him to be the same as he was. Because in this whole week I realised how much I missed his surprise huges,light kisses and all that teasing which used to be enough to turned me into a blushing mess. Last Sunday when he said he is not going to kiss me, I thought he was joking but now I know he wasn't. He seriously wants me to figure out my feelings and now I am almost getting it but I don't know why I don't want to except those feelings maybe because they feel so unreal to me.

I don't know when I start falling for him. Maybe I get these feelings when I first saw his pictures as my life partner or maybe when I stalk him on internet and read about him or maybe when I saw how caring he is or maybe when he pours his heart in front of me, for me. I don't know the exact movement when all these feelings start forming like a bubble in my heart and start tickling me with millions of emotions. I didn't know why last week I went to Manvi because I was confused or because I didn't wanted to accept it. I really don't know. At the end I just wanted to cry because of all those overwhelmed emotions but now all those faded emotions are pretty clear to me.

It's almost evening and I am feeling frustrated because I am having my periods. In periods I don't face terrible abdominal pain like other girls instead of that I feel little bit pain in my back,extreme cold and terrible mood swings.My feet's soles feel like they freeze out during this time. My mood swings are getting worse since morning because of my husband's gentleman behavior. Ughh... can someone ask him to be like before. (Your husband, your problem, ask him Reva) my sweet inner self suggested.

After sometime I made dinner and obviously I made the food according to my cravings. I knocked on his study door which was already opened.

"Don't knock "

I went inside as I heard the voice of my husband. There he was looking super cute in his studios glasses and don't know after staring at my husband I instantly feel an urge to put my fingers in his ruffled hairs while kissing him hard. Bloody harmones!!!

"Dinner is ready " I said to him and he instantly looked towards me and then towards his watch.

"Sorry,I didn't pay attention to time." He said closing his laptop.

"Why didn't you called for me wife, you had to do everything alone." here he goes again I thought to myself after listening to him. Why he is this caring? In this last week or I say since we shifted here he didn't let me do any chore alone. He helped in everything thing from cooking to cleaning.

"It wasn't that much, come fast"

I said and walked out from his study. He too came after me and sat beside me on dinning table.(I want to be in his lap like before )
I became beetroot red on my own thoughts but I instantly sued away those type of thoughts and tried to focus on my food. Keyword tried because I can't focus at all. My eyes were wondering on my husband's vainy hands and every other body part which was exposed. Don't call me creep I can't help duh!

"Stop playing with your food wife" Ansh said to me and i looked towards him in frustration. Why he is just keep calling me wife. Can't he use endearments like before.

"I'm done, I don't want to eat" I said putting down my spoon. Right now because of my periods I am feeling down and Ansh's formal behavior is making it worse. I feel like crying. Can't he just hold me for once like before.

"Are you alright wife,  you eat too little today" he asked in concern which angers me a little.

"Yes I am alright and stop calling me WIFE" I said and instantly ran towards our bedroom.