Chapter : 39

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Misha's POV:

Very busy!

I was really very tired because of all the arrangements for my baby's birthday, which is tomorrow however I was not going to let that tiredness affect my excitement in anything. I was done with all the major preparations, now it was just some house decoration which was left. Most of Varun's relatives were already here and so it became a little hectic for me to manage everything, while taking care of everyone and their demands. I was also not able to complete all the designs Karthik gave me the other day, there were still two remaining, which I guess I should do it soon.

Janvi did helped me so much with everything but it was not enough. Talking about Varun, as expected he didn't talk to me since the day of saree incident. Ok, Dadi's sister misunderstood us but at least he knows what was the truth and still he decided to ignore me. Sometimes I really feel like going and punching him hard. He only asks Janvi, if I need any help. Can't he ask me?
During these past three days, only talk we had was when I bought all the necessary things required for the party.

(flash back)

"You bought all these things and still not even a single rupee is deducted from my card, why?" he asked.

"Because I didn't use it." I replied and continued with my work. I was angry with him for ignoring me earlier.

"But why? Was there any problem?"

"No, She is my daughter as well and I can afford celebrating her birthday." I replied. He didn't looked happy with what I said however I knew that he was not going to say anything especially now that Isha has started calling me 'mumma', I swear it was the most happiest day of my entire life. The feeling I felt at that moment was totally unexplainable. I always tired to make her say 'mumma' but she was too stubborn to do that I guess, most of the times she didn't seemed interested and the other times, she was unable to speak that but when one day, I went to Varun's room to take her with me, She happily came running towards me calling 'mumma'. Varun was so shocked however what made me happy was the fact that he didn't oppose it. I was overwhelmed with happiness and so I made her say it again and again, until I was sure that I heard it right. I always loved writing diaries, earlier it was Varun who occupied most  pages of my diary and now it's my baby. That day I realized why mother's get so happy, when called mumma for the first time.

"I didn't say, you can't afford that, I'm just saying it would have cost you a lot, you should have used my card." he said breaking my thoughts.

"Don't worry, that won't make me poor and moreover, Mom paid for it as well." I replied and thought of asking him about mom, lately he has been too stubborn, he hasn't talked with her.

"When are you going to forgive mom? Can't you see, she is not happy because of your behavior?" I asked.

"I don't want to talk about it." he said and moved from there but I stopped him, he is so good at dodging the questions and I'm not letting him do it this time, he can't run away from his problems always, he has to learn to deal with them.

"You have to answer Varun, stop running from your problems." I said as he got angry.

"Why can't you concentrate on your life? Is it so necessary to interfere every time?" He said angrily and I guess he immediately realized what he said was wrong because he apologized.

"Listen, I'm sorry. I got angry, I shouldn't have said that."

"It's ok. I'm used to it." I said and looked sideways. I know he don't like this sentence, it makes him remember what he did to me during the starting days of our marriage, even I don't like to remind it to him again and again however, its the only thing which makes him talk properly with me.

"Hey, please don't say that. I said I'm sorry for what I did."

"Ok." I replied without looking at him.

"Talking about mom, you said there's some reason and all, have you found it yet?" He asked obviously making fun of me because he still thinks that there isn't any major reason. It hurts not to tell you the actual reason however my hurt is nothing compared to what you will feel when you come to know that it was your own Dadi, who made you do this marriage and that too for a very inappropriate reason.

"I was wrong. There isn't any reason, I was over thinking." I said and went from there.

(flash back end)

Well, That was the last time he talked. When will this man understand me and my love for him? Can't we at least start with friendship, other things will work on their own if they are meant too.

"Misha, I'm getting a call, will you hold him for a minute?" Asked Varun's cousin and handed her two years old son to me. I love small kids but with her son, it is quite difficult because he is very naughty and also he has a habit of biting however he was sleeping peacefully, so I wasn't worried much. I went and sat on the couch as the baby rested his head on my shoulder.

Sometimes I really find it difficult to remember the names of all his cousin's. Firstly because we don't always meet and secondly because they are just too many, Varun has a large family indeed. I was waiting for Varun's cousin to come back when I saw Varun entering home. He didn't went to office today because of all the guest however he wasn't home anyway.

"When are we getting your baby huh? I really wish to see you holding your own baby." Dadi's sister said making me blush. Varun must have heard that as well and so I tried to control myself but it was not possible for me not to blush, thinking about having a baby.

"She is too busy blushing, Varun you answer." She said making me laugh this time. I know Varun is not going to answer that. It hurts but it's the truth.

"Where is Janvi?" he asked changing the subject. Always so good at avoiding questions.

I was going to answer him but was not able to do that, when I felt the baby biting my shoulder.

"Ouch." I screamed.

"What happened?" Varun was the first one to ask. I wanted to scream at him, 'don't make me fall for you more, when you can't accept me as your wife.'

"Nothing." I replied and handed the baby to Dadi's sister. I didn't wait for anyone to ask or say me anything, I just left from there.

Finally after dinner, everyone went to sleep. The house felt much peaceful. I was waiting for the clock to strike 12 so that, I can go and wish my baby. However I had a small issue, she was in Varun's room and I can't go there at this time. As far as I know him, I know he won't sleep until he wishes her but how am I going to do that?

It was only five minutes left for 12 and I was standing outside Varun's room not knowing what to do next. should I go in? what if he gets angry? but I really want to wish my baby, I gave the right of wishing her first to Varun but at least I want to be the second person wishing her. Please god tell me what to do next. I thought a lot but when there was no option I came up with, I decided to forget about the consequences and so I went to knock the door, however before I could even do that, Varun opened. what a timing.

"What are you doing here?" He asked. because I have a habit of walking in sleep, idiot, can't he understand why I'm here at this time.

I tired to reply him however I was not able to do that as well, sometimes I find it really easy to talk with him and sometimes very tough.

"She is sleeping but you can go and wish her." He said with a small smile. wow, at least he knows why I'm here.

"Thanks." I said happily and went inside and Isha sleeping very peacefully, My baby has turned two year old now.

"Happiest birthday baby. Mumma loves you a lot." I whispered and kissed her hand. I bought some toys for her and also made a gold anklet but I decided to give it to her tomorrow.

"Good night." I kissed her cheek softly and went out of the room.

Varun's POV:

"Why can't you see the amount of love she has for you and your family?" Aarav asked as he saw Misha, serving breakfast to everyone.

"I will go and bring the file." I said and went to my room. I had no answer for his question. Aarav was going to join the party in the night but now he had some office related work, the file was with me and so he came to take it.

"Here." I said and passed the file to him.

"I hope you will understand it soon, just make sure it won't be too late when you realize it." He said and went away.

Finally it was the time for the party, I was waiting for Misha to come and get Isha ready however she was not here yet. So I went out to go and call her, there were few more guests inside the house, also there was something on the wall, which was covered a velvet cloth, I guess it was a photo frame, as it was hanged on the wall. it wasn't there earlier, when did they hanged it? and whose picture is it? I was going to go and see it but then Dadi called me downstairs and so I went towards her.

"Where is Misha?" She asked.

"I don't know, even I'm looking for her."

"What do you mean by you don't know? She is your wife, you should know." Dadi scolded.

"Come on Dadi, I seriously don't know."

"Then go and search for her, tell her that I have some work." She ordered. I went to kitchen but Misha was not there as well, only mom was present there.

"Mom, have you seen Misha?" I asked. There was a glimpse of happiness in her eyes when I called her.

"I don't know. I just told Parth to go and search her." She replied. where did she go? Is she ok?

I came out of the kitchen and saw Parth there,

"Have you seen Misha?" I asked.

"No, I was going to ask you the same. Where is she? Did you do something to her?" He asked with a suspicious look.

"Why would I man? In fact even I'm searching for her."

"Then where did she go?" He asked.

well, that's the main question, where did she go and is she ok?

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