Sorry for the delay, and please understand that I have a carrier which is a chaos, that's why I couldn't update on Monday since they gave an unexpected work to complete...
Now enjoy the story...
Target for next chapter- 140 ⭐️
🎈I had a question....who thinks it would be better to end the story soon or do you want to continue the story? Please let me know your opinion with reason. Coz i couldn't understand what my readers think about the story...
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Within a few minutes, we reached Karthik's House amid all the traffic and our whole ride was filled with tensed silence. I didn't want to get out of his car because this was the first time I was coming here after my marriage with Karthik. Mainly I didn't want to see Karthik's father and couldn't afford to hear his words to me. Because his words were nothing like sweet.
The thud sound of the car door closing broke my reverie and the next second Karthik waited for me to get down by holding my side of the door. He could read my uneasiness through my eyes yet his stern look indicated that he wouldn't leave until I went with him.
Praying to the Almighty God I stepped towards the house with Karthik and we saw a few pairs of footwear on the terrace. Before he could ring the calling bell the front door opened by Kavya and she was all dressed up for a special occasion.
" Karthik..." she was going to say something but her expression changed once she saw me.
" Karthik, why did you bring Kayal with you? First of all, I strongly said to you that don't come now and come later. But now you're making me regret informing you about this. " Suddenly her tone turned octave and yelled at him in a lower voice.
" Kavya......who has come? Did they arrive earlier? " we heard Karthik's father's voice in the background and before Kavya could answer him he appeared with a smiling face but seeing us his mood drastically changed into sour like he got a bee sting.
How long he was going to be like this with us?
" Karthik..... what are you doing here and why did you bring this cheap woman to my house?" He shouted.
Already he was at the hospital due to a cardiac attack, he was going to have another one if he was going to keep shouting like this...my subconscious mind mocked at him...
What the hell why was I thinking like this?
Karthik, holding my hand stepped into the house and stood in front of his raging father and asked, " Appa, I'm your son and this is my wife, so no one can stop us from entering inside. Actually people will badmouth you if they hear that you chased your son and daughter-in-law from your house.
And what will you answer to the relatives and society if they asked the reason for the bride's brother's absence on her wedding day" he asked sarcastically yet calmly.
Then only we saw Aarohi's parents were sitting on the sofa beside them was Pandit Ji who was an old friend of Karthik's father.
What was he doing here?
Before we could decipher the next move, we heard a screeching sound of the car tyre and within a few minutes, I saw Susuila Aunty's family getting down from the vehicle.
Ignoring the cold atmosphere around us a few minutes ago, Appa rushed towards them to receive. He was warmly talking with Susila Aunty, Sager and Sara while walking them towards the house.
Eventually, Susila Aunty's vision fell on me and immediately her steps halted while her face morphed into pale and I caught the sight of her face paled more when she realised Karthik was standing beside me.
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