You and Me | ✓

05

Nandini stopped eating as soon as she heard Amrit's words, her face morphing into multiple emotions she was feeling at that moment, anger being the most prominent one.

"Dekh rahi hai aap Ma? Mujhe iss ghar me kaise treat kiya jaata hai? pehle bahu thi ab beta, agar meri presence itni hi buri lag rahi hai to mai apni betiyon ko lekar chali jaungi yahan se." Nandini bursted, tears streaming down on face. (Are you seeing this mom? How am I treated in this house? First it was the daughter-in-law and now her husband. If you're that bothered with my presence then I'll leave with my daughters)

Avni shared a look with Roop, who looked guilty and in a span of a few hours, she lost her appetite for the second time that day.

"Unki taraf se mai maafi mangti hoon, agli baar se aisa nahi hoga." She said, looking down, her eyes blinking continuously to stop the water from forming in her eyes. (I apologise from his side, it won't happen again)

"Roop..tumhe koi zarurat nahi hai-" Ritika looked at her daughter-in-law, not wanting her to fall in Nandini's trap but her tears were working like a spell on dadi. (You don't have to-)

"Nahi, bachcho ko apni galti ka ehsaas hona chahiye, mangne do usey maafi." Dadi interrupted. (No, kids have to understand their mistakes, let her apologise)

"Aap rehnde dijiye ma, hum log hi chale jayenge. Waise bhi kisi ko kya hi fark padta hai." Nandini stood up from her chair while dadi held her hand, stopping her. (Let it go ma, we'll just leave, no one cares anyway)

"Please I'm sorry, aap aise mat kahiye." Roop tried to apologise, it wasn't new to her, she always had to hang her head low in front of others. Since she was never supposed to be born, her parents never treated her right, a child who should be consoled was taught to apologise even when it wasn't her fault. (Don't say it like that)

And seeing her condition, Nandini was on cloud ninth, she loved seeing her like that, seeing Amrit's wife like that. The man who didn't bend his head in front of anyone, his wife was apologising to her infront of his whole family and servants.

"Enough." Mihir stood up, "Why are you all acting like it's bhabi's fault? Bua is overreacting, agar unko normal khane me bhi namak tez lag raha hai toh bana degi Ishani ya Saanvi me se koi, feeka khana inka, bhai ne kuch galat nahi kaha!" He yelled, exasperated with Nandini's acts. (If she feels like the salt was too much then Saanvi or Ishani will cook bland food for her, bhai didn't say anything wrong)

He grabbed Roop's hand and dragged her from there, wordlessly he walked into his room, making her sit on the bed while he brought tissues for her.

"Next time aapne aise bua ke saamne sorry wagerah bola then I'll tell bhai and trust me, he won't be happy." He said, wiping her tears. (If you said sorry and all infront of bua ji again...)

"Par wo-"

"Par war kuch nahi, bachpan se jaanta hoon mai unko, paani me bhi aag laga de wo aurat, the food was really delicious...don't pay attention to her useless comments because the man who hates paneer from his guts just finished every bit of it." He winked in the end. (No buts, I know her since I was a child, that woman can lit fire in water too..)

"You're lying." She whispered, blowing her nose in the tissue before throwing it in the dustbin.

"Cross my heart." He replied, offended by her statement. "Now come here." He held her hand, pulling her in his arms, "You're more like a sister to me than Ishani and Saanvi even have been and I don't like it when you cry, understand?"

She nodded as he pulled away, walking towards the nightstand as he pulled the drawer open, and took a pen drive out.

"Give this to bhai and ask him if it needs any editing or not and if he says yes please edit it?" He looked at her, his hand hanging in the air as she made no move to take it.