_Ranjish_

~Chapter 40~

Aadheesh was quick to pull her towards himself.
" Don't fucking call yourself that.
You.. You know it very well I hate that. ", Aadheesh words were stiff, his veins popping out, the anger over that one single sentence from Rishita made him go all red.

" What should I do! I feel like that.. ", Rishita shouted as she got out of his hold.

Aadheesh took deep breaths to calm himself down as he said, " Look.. Look Rishita.
It was my mistake. Solely mine.
I shouldn't have behaved in that manner. Firstly in the closet and then in the party. I.. I don't know why I just couldn't stop myself.
It fucking burned my senses when I saw you with him.
I.. I don't have any fucking idea of why I did what I did.
But it's my mistake.
I am sorry.

But you very well know it, I would never consider or treat you like what you just called.
Hell! I can never think like that about you.
If my actions felt disgusting, if they made you feel like that, that punish me. Slap me. Do anything.
But dare you think anything like that about yourself.

You are an independent women. Who raised our child single handedly till date. And I am proud of the person that you have become.
No matter what the past is, but I have respect for you, for what you are. And I would never..
I am sorry. I promise aage se aisa kuch nahi hoga. ", Aadheesh apologized sincerely.
Rishita just stared at him. Within few seconds she left from there.

Aadheesh threw the flower vase, that laid on the side table, breaking it into pieces as he loosened his tie.
He never in his rarest of dreams had ever thought of his Tara in that sense. He could never think of her like that in such a way.
And It pained. It pained to know that his actions made her feel like that. He felt guilty. And utterly angry on his own actions.

Rishita on the other hand was furious on herself.
She punched the punching bag at an inhumane pace, her bare knuckles hitting the bag with all the rage that enveloped her mind.

The night passed with both on them, punishing themselves, for getting carried away, for losing control.

Next morning, they both didn't see each other. Rishita freshened up earlier, and left for Ira's room, leaving Aadheesh alone in theirs.

But, could they run away from each other?
Specially when they stayed under the same roof?
No right!

The breakfast table was filled with mouth watering delicacies. Rishita was feeding Ira, when Aadheesh walked downstairs.
He was in his casual wears, indicating that he isn't going to work anytime soon.
His vision pondered over Rishita, but she ignored him totally.
He quietly came and settled, Aparna served him the breakfast as she asked, "Aadhi.. Aaj office nahi ja raha? "
"Nahi ma.. ", Aadheesh replied, surprising the Goenka's. Cause those were the rare days, when he would miss office.

("Aadhi.. Not going to office? ")
(" No Maa.. ")

As Ira finished the breakfast, Rishita went upstairs with Ira to get her bag.
Just then, the door bell rang.
Aparna went to open the door, only to see a tall, muscular man, with the whitish complexion, golden stumble, glowing in the rays of sun, standing at the door way.
It was Luke.
"Ri? ", he asked.
Aparna being unaware who he was, was perplexed " Huh? "
"Is this Rishita's place? ", Luke again questioned.
Aparna was actually getting a bit scared of the nearly 6'4 height, muscular figure, hence was distracted enough to listen or respond to his words.
" Aunty, is Rishita inside? I wish to meet her! ", he again said a bit loudly, bringing Aparna out of her trance.
" Ha.. Ha.. Rishi.. Yehi rehti hai.. Aajao! ", Aparna finally said as she guided Luke inside.
Luke, entered inside the Goenka villa.
As he reached the Hall, his figure drew the attention of the Goenka's who was having their breakfast. As Aadheesh's eyes got stucked on the figure because of whom his sanity had left him yesterday, Aadheesh's fisted his hand.
" Coffee! ", he clearly remembered this man saying it to his Tara.
Did this man actually dared to come to his house, to take his wife out for coffee?
Seriously.