Riddhima walked into a very weird scene as she opened the door of Addy's room. Addy, dressed up in a tight fitted T-shirt which had a spider man printed on it well the T-shirt probably wasn't meant to be this tight but because Addy had a hulky physique (for some reason) it automatically became a skin-fit garment, was firmly resisting the lady's ardent attempts to feed him.
"Addy Baba please...... don't make this more difficult for me." said the lady, almost losing her cool. He pouted like a child and turned his face away. Riddhima chuckled as she moved towards the bed.
"What's happening here??" she asked gleefully. Addy recoiled at her voice. Well, her voice didn't scare her, it was just that that she was still a stranger to him. And because kids are rarely comfortable around strangers, Addy (with the mind of a 5 year old) was also ill at ease with her presence. Riddhima sighed deeply. Perhaps it will take a little more time for him to get comfortable around her.
"See Thakurani Addy Baba is not ready to eat. He has to take his medicines also...." the lady told her anxiously. Riddhima felt awkward when she called her that, but because she wasn't in no mood to grill her for that unexpected appellation, she simply chose to unhear her and look down upon the contents of the plate that lay untidily over the bed before Addy. At once she knew why was the big baby so unready to have his meal. I mean, WHO THE HELL EATS BOILED PEAS AND STEAMED GRATED CARROTS!!! Riddhima was furious. Is this how you present a meal to a child?? Considering his mental age of 5, why was he being given a breakfast so non-delectable and purely unappetising?? Even an adult would simply throw up at the sight of these bizzarely assorted vegetables. She casted a glare at the innocent lady.
"What the hell is this?? What kind of a breakfast is this!!!! Do you want him to vomit all over this mansion??" Riddhima nearly yelled at her. The lady looked up at her innocently.
"But this is what the doctor has recommended for him. Chote Thakur had strictly ordered the cooks not to give him anything but boiled or steamed vegetables all day, otherwise Addy Baba will get more sick." she told her softly. Riddhima really eyed her as if she'd grown horns. Which doctor would ask his patient to eat nothing but boiled vegetables, or else starve. She was pretty sure that apart from mental illness, Addy was physically fit and there seemed no sign of digestive problems. But let's just confirm.
"Does he have any digestive issue???" asked she raising her brow.
"No. He's completely fine except for the mental...."
"That'll do. Just take this and leave. Also, from now I am responsible for his meals ok." she said sternly. The lady gulped but nodded nervously. She left soon after that. Once she was gone, Riddhima turned to Addy who was sitting sadly on his bed. She felt pity on him.
"Addy are you hungry??" she asked gently. He looked up innocently. His handsome face shone palely under the sunlight from the window. Before he could respond, his stomach growled loudly. Riddhima bit down her laughter, although she saw his cheeks turning red in embarrassment.
"Don't worry, I'll get you something to eat." she said with a smile. Addy smiled brightly like a kid.

Riddhima climed downstairs and went straight into the kitchen. The grand kitchen was simple breathtaking but she was in a hurry to make something for her 'husband' and hence decided to look at it closely sometime later. Because it was impossible to cook anything special so quickly, therefore she chose to cook poha, squeeze out some fresh juice and throw some nuts in a bowl for some protein for Addy. She combed down the huge kitchen cabinets for poha (flattened rice) and luckily found a huge stock in one of the lower cabinets. God forbid!!! The kitchen was so big that she couldn't explore every single cabinet in one day. Quickly she drew out a skillet from one of the cabinets, placed it over the giant stove and turned the stove on. Then she waited for it to heat while she chopped some onions, tomatoes and cilantro. And yes she actually had washed the poha and had left it to soak for a few minutes already. Now, from the door she could hear the sound of shoe heels being dragged noisily over the marbled floor. It was as if a drunkard staggers unsteadily outside a cheap bar. Knife in her hand, she wheeled around and came face to face with that lusty individual from yesterday. And had she not spun, his hands would've found their way over her waist as she could see his arms were outstretched and resting just an inch away from her waist. Her eyes narrowed down into tiny slits as he checked her out lustfully.
"Yes. Do you want something??" she asked, shifting away from him uncomfortably. He leered as he stalked around the island and stopped right across her so she could look directly into his disgusting eyes. She was fighting down her urge to punch him hard on his face.
"Are you willing to give me something??" he asked shamelessly. Riddhima glared at him while at the same time cooking the poha.
"I am willing to give you a slap. Want it??" she said with little respect. He cackled hideously.
"I accept slaps from sexy chicks..." he told her, licking his lips. Riddhima didn't respond as she knew men like him shouldn't be given too much attention. She started squeezing out some fresh juice.
"Is this all for me??" he asked, unhappy that she had withdrawn their conversation.
"No it's for Addy." she replied plainly. He gasped loudly. Storming towards her, he pulled the plug of the juicer. His eyes spitting fire.
"Didn't you already hear??? Addy gets nothing but boiled vegetables. That's what the doctor says." he hissed at her angrily. Riddhima slapped his hand away from the juicer chord.
"Fine. I'll call the police and then the doctor, then we'll find out who said what. Does that sound fair enough??" she asked blankly. The mention of police somehow took the colour from his face. He looked pale and scared. Unlike Addy he was pretty fair in complexion, but not built as sturdily as Addy.
"I'll see you later." he warned her hatefully before storming outside the kitchen. Riddhima patted herself on her back.
"Well done Riddhima." and she busied herself in preparing the breakfast.

When Riddhima laid the food laden tray in front of Addy, his eyes twinkled adorably. He yelped in joy, the same a way a toddler jumps in sheer happiness when he sees his favourite spider man toy. He hugged her tightly, a bit too tightly as, unaware to him, he was a grown up man of probably 35-40 or even older than that. Riddhima was elated after seeing the joy in his innocent eyes. She knew that poor him hadn't had a good meal since days probably. But now she will make him everything he wishes to eat. To hell with the doctor. Well she's just kidding. But she'll have a one-on-one conversation with his doctor soon. But before that, she'll need to talk to somebody else as well.
"Addy you eat nicely, I'll be back in a minute." she said, her tone motherly. Addy, mouth full with poha, gave her a thumbs up and resumed digging into his food. That was weird!!! Anyways, she went downstairs and saw the woman she met yesterday (who gave her a glass of water) dusting the doors.
"Can I talk to you for a second??" she asked nicely. The lady turned to her sadly and nodded. Riddhima took the lady to the grand store room and sat next to her on a beat-up couch.
"What's going on here??" that was her first question. The lady drew in a breath.
"Perhaps I should start from the beginning. This mansion belongs to the Thakurs. Ever heard of them??" she asked. Riddhima nodded unsurely.
"I just know that that they own half of Uttarakhand." she told her jokingly. The lady smiled weakly.
"The land, yes. But if you look in the context of power, they own the entire state. Gyanendra Thakur ji was the father of Aditya Baba and Anurag Baba. When Aditya Baba was just 5 years old, his younger brother Anurag Baba was born and due to some complications during childhood, Thakurani died. Aditya Baba was very attached to his mother. Somehow Bade Thakur ji managed to keep his family together after his beloved wife's death. He refused to remarry as he loved Thakurani ji very much. Aditya ji was never like this. He was fine and normal like you and me. Very ambitious and hardworking he was. Bade Thakur ji was so proud of him. But this Anurag Baba, he was his father's headache. Huh!!! Child of devil. He devoured his mother the day he was born.....but never did his father or his brother treated him badly. He was the most coddled son of the house. But for some reason the two brothers never went along, mostly because of Anurag Baba's jealousy. He envied Aditya Baba greatly. So much that he launched a campaign in his father's company against Aditya Baba, asking him to quit his post as a Chairman of the Board of the Directors. He failed miserably as his campaign could only muster two protestors and that too were not permanent employees of the company. Since that day, the brothers distanced from each other more than ever. Aditya Baba was a great boss, but he necessarily wasn't a very good human being and by that i mean that he wasn't those good kind of people who just take shit from everybody. But that is a story for some other day. Six months ago, Bade Thakur ji died of a heart stroke suddenly. Aditya Baba was very attached to him, he had no one apart from his father in his life. His death came as a terrible shock to him, so much that he suffered a seizure soon after his father's death. The doctors somehow saved his life but when he woke up, he asked where was his moma. The doctors said that he had lost his memory and was now mentally a child of 5, the time when his mother died. Aditya ji became Addy, the name his mother gave him lovingly. Anurag Baba had since seen this as an opportunity to get as much benifit as he can from his brother's miserable condition." she told her everything, sobbing pitifully. Riddhima felt bad for Addy. He had lost everything of his and doesn't even know it.
"But why did that cheapster marry him to me???" she asked. The lady sniffed.
"I don't know. Perhaps the lawyer can tell you about it. He's a good man. I'll call him tomorrow." she said. Riddhima smiled weakly, wiping her tears.

When Riddhima walked into the room in the night, she found Addy playing with his toys. She couldn't help but adore him. Had Addy been a 'normal' man of his age, Riddhima would've jumped willingly into the Mariana Trench just to stay away from him but because he was 'technically' a child, Riddhima can't help but adore him.
"Hi Addy!!! Are they your friends??" she asked him, trying to initiate a conversation. Addy looked up at her, a little comfortable now.
"Yeah." he said, his voice though muscular but coated with childlike innocence.
"Can I be friends with them??" asked she softly. He grinned.
"He's toddo, He's goofy, he's spaceboy, he's winky, he toothy, she's Barbie but I don't like her....her hands break off. But moma bought me this..... where's moma??" he asked innocently. Riddhima looked at her pitifully.
"She'll be back soon." she lied. He smiled naively.
"Will you play with me please??" he pleaded with big doe like eyes. She pinched his cheeks and nodded.

In the night, Riddhima had walked out of the bathroom after a quick shower and discovered him lying sprawled on his bed. She chuckled as she walked over to the bed and shook him lightly.
"Addy you're sleeping over your toys, get up." she spoke softly, shaking him gently.
"Hm." he groaned in his sleep and Riddhima sprang back in surprise. His tone wasn't like she's used to of hearing from Addy. It was different, very different. It felt......
"HI....i Riddhima." she didn't notice the shift in his tone as he opened his eyes fully. His tone fell down from a higher to a lower pitch within a second.
"Um....." she found herself at a loss of words as he turned over and slept.
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