Five Weeks

Prologue

"Don't just sit like that, Mukund! I'm about to die in anxiety here." Anahita hissed in a low tone, sneaking glances around to make sure nobody heard her, except for the man in front of her.

She looked at him and found him typing on his phone, leaning back in his chair. It hit her like bull. Smoke came out of her ears as she gritted her teeth, drawing daggers on him.

"What are the hell are you doing? Did you even listen to a word I spoke?"

Mukund finished replying to his mails and put the phone on the table before looking at her patiently. "I heard each and every complaint you had. I don't know if I should feel glad or offended that it wasn't about me." He shrugged, feigning confusion. "You are being dramatic, as always."

Anahita puffed her face, stung. She leaned back in her chair as well, tearing out the napkin from the tissue box, "Huh, you don't understand, do you?" She looked at him, accusingly. "You promised to marry me. Do you even remember that?"

It was Mukund's turn to look offended, "So you believe that I will betray you?"

Anahita immediately sobered, whimpering like a child and hating the way it's turning out. "No. That's not what I meant."

She opened her mouth but closed it on a second thought. Things were just becoming more complex. She sighed and dropped her gaze to the extravagant dish Mukund had ordered for them. What a pity! Neither of them took even a bite.

Partly she blamed herself, but mostly she blamed him. If only he was little supportive and understanding, they would be enjoying the juicy crab. She peeped at him and saw him, picking up his phone back. It irritated her and she whined, throwing tantrums as he always accused her of.

"Mukund! Do somthing." She begged with a childlike tone. "You promised me that you'd marry me, so marry me now."

He shook his head in disbelief, "Okay, calm down. We'll think of something."

"What is there to think?" She pushed her eyebrows together in confusion. "You love me. I love you. Let's get married!"

Mukund rolled his eyes, "Yeah, right! It is that simple. We'll come to this later. Let's finish the dish. Looks delicious, doesn't it?"

Irritated, she banged her fists on the table and moved a little closer to threaten him with her doe eyes, "I am serious, Mukund!"

"Alright! Calm down!" Mukund caught her wrists, wincing a little and looking around to make sure nobody saw them. He kissed her palms, smiling at her. "I will definitely think of something. I promise you."

"I've already thought!" She spoke at once, pulling her hands out of his grip. Mukund raised an eyebrow, suspiciously. He knew the look in her eyes—that mischievous glint and evil smile on her lips.

"Just say it!" He prompted quietly and she grinned in delight. "Let's run away! Come on, Mukund. We'll go some far away place. We'll build our dream house and we'll grow many, many plants. You'll go to work and I will look after the kids. What do you say?"

He huffed a sigh and shook his head on a chuckle, "Stop watching daily soaps. These things are getting into your brain. It's not a movie."

"Hey!" She objected, looking at him in pain. "I am serious here. It's a perfect plan."

"Really?" He folded his hands on the table and leaned a little closer, eyes showing the hidden frustration. "Do you think we're the part of a movie? Let's run away!" He said, mimicking her. "It's not 'Jab we met'."

"Then what? Are you expecting me to sit down quietly and watch everyone ruin my life? That's what's normal!" She threw her hands in the air. "I can't do that. I can't let 'him' terrorize me for the rest of my life." Her voice faded as she shivered with a chill.

"I don't even want him to look at me. My God, that creep!" She twisted her lips in disgust, trying hard to not picture the 'full of arrogance' face which was conjuring in the back of her mind. She jumped at once and caught his hands, pleading. "Let's run away, Mukund. I can't wait to be with you. Let's run somewhere far away from him."

Mukund avoided the last part and rubbed her knuckles softly, "

"Let's elope. I can't wait anymore to be with you, Mukund. Let's run away. Far away from everyone and everything where he doesn't even get to catch a glimpse of me." Anahita twitched her lips disgustingly, mentioning the 'he' who had made her life miserable and pitiable.  

"Then fine." She scoffed, leaning back on her plush chair. "See me getting married to that chimpanzee. Meanwhile, I will try to imbibe this painful truth that our love was never worth fighting for."

"Anahita." Mukund sighed, kissing her knuckles but she didn't spare him a glance, "Running away is not as easy as you've made it sound. It's not 'Jab We Met' after all. It is real life and I've to make proper arrangements for us. This needs time."

"Mukund, I've my wedding in month. We can't wait any longer." She whined.

"Anu..."

"I don't know anything. You've to take me out of this mess. I've been bearing him since my childhood but that's it. Not anymore am i going to entertain him. He bosses me everywhere and the worst part, everyone thinks it is romantic. Like hell, it is romantic. No one wants to see through his facade. He bloody enjoys torturing me." Anahita blabbered and her worried expression manifested fear as she tried to envision 'him' as her husband - the owner of most handsome face yet dirty and dangerous mind with a sinister smirk plastered upon his lips and his smoldering coffee brown eyes, like someone had mixed two spoonful coffee in hot water until it started glossing - winking at her. She quickly shook her head, "No no-no, I can't marry him. I can't tolerate him anymore. Mukund, please save me from him. Please take me away, I don't want to marry him." Her eyes brimmed and her lower lip rolled out.

"Hold on! Why do you want to elope with me? I mean you want to marry me because you love me or because Yuvraaj is bossy?" Mukund asked, cocking an eyebrow. Anahita blinked perplexed before crying out. "Of course because I love you."

"Better!" Mukund flashed a satisfied smile and she pleaded, "Yeah. Smile and make a plan fast. We have got this month only, actually twenty-three days to be precise. Alright?"

"Yes. Don't worry, we'll do something." He reassured her, squeezing her palm and tossed a kiss on her forehead. Although tensed, Anahita felt her insides melting like an iceberg with his slightest touch and she murmured, closing her eyes.

"Please save me, Mukund. I beg you."

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