✔︎𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞

10 - Nimbu is dead

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AUTHOR'S POV

Nirmaan took a piece of lemon and a knife to cut it. Just then Subi came running and gasped. Before she could stop Nirmaan cuts it into half.

Subi came running toward her husband, taking away those lemon pieces and gasped. "What?", Nirmaan had no idea why she was acting like this.

Her lips pulled down, with a sad pout as she looked like she was about to cry. "Biwi...?", Nirmaan called his wife cautiously. Looking down to his sitting state, Subi eyes went as big as saucers and she quickly took steps back.

Picking up a bed sheet Subi wrapped it around her like a shawl, covering her head. Placing the slices of lemon she staring doing her dramas crying, whimpering like a mad person.

Nirmaan was looking his wife like an clueless idiot. Till now it was okay, but then she started singing and dancing with song, changing the lyrics accordingly.

"Mar daala..Allah mar daala...dala
Killed me
Maar dala Killed me
Maar dala Killed me

Pyaara sa kisne nimbu Kisne kaat daala
Who has cut this beautiful lemon

Ras jo iska kisne hai nikala
who squeezed the juice

Pati ne hamare isse maar dala
My husband killed it

Hum mein maar dala. Has killed me
Hum mein maar dala. Has killed me
Hum mein maar dala. Has killed me
Allah maar dala Oh God, he has killed me
Allah maar dala      Oh God, he has killed me
Allah maar dala"

Subi kept repeating those words. Standing up from her place, she pointed a finger in Nirmaan's face and giving a completely dramatic show said, "Papi, Adharmi, beraham,",(sinner, shameless, unrighteous),showing her back Subi went back to pick the lemon pieces, caressing them like a baby.

"Nimbuda nimbuda nimbuda,(lemon lemon, lemon),nimbuda laye do(bring me a lemon)

(Nimbuda be like)😂

Sighing, Nirmaan tried his best to stop her, but she didn't listen a single thing and just jumped on the bed while dancing on the same song.

Hands on his waist, blank expression, Nirmaan kept looking her drama and slowly a smile crept on his face. As much as he was regretting giving her alcohol, he was loving her this free spirited crazy madness. She was not at all closed, stiff or silent. But completely opposite of her personality.

Just when he was admiring his Biwi's, drunk state show. Subi stood up with a jolt still on bed. "Gabbar Singh!!!", she said raising one hand holding a vase that was kept next to her bed.

Nirmaan rushed near the bed, worried she might fell. "Kitne Ghode the?"(how many horses were there?",Tilting his head, Nirmaan looked her in confusion. "You mean, kitne aadmi the?"(you mean, how many men?", making clear.

Subi came closer to his face and smiled cutely, "Nope, I mean ghode(horses.),because I am basanti.", saying she twirled around holding her imaginary skirt.