《Mr and Mrs Shekhawat》PART 3
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"Okay...come soon" She replied.
She quickly prepared dinner for them.
It was 6:30PM.
Sanyukta changed herself and freshen up a bit.
She placed some milk on gas to boil.
She was making coffee for Randhir.
"With sugar or without sugar?" She thought.
"I think with sugar" She was about to add sugar but stopped.
"What if its without sugar" She thought again.
"Umm...let is be" "Let him come...if he wants coffee with sugar I'll add sugar before serving" She said in mind
Randhir reached home.
He pressed the bell.
He was happy.
Before some days it was only him who was living in this house.
No one was there to open the door for him.
But now...Sanyukta is there.
She opened the door after few seconds with a sweet smile on her.
Randhir's tiredness seems to be vanish away seeing her smiling face.
"Good Evening" She chirped
"Good Evening..." He replied.
Randhir walked inside his house.
"His house...Their home" He thought
He looked around and found house neat and clean.
The house had a LIVELY atmosphere.
Everything was perfect.
Randhir was really happy stepping into his own but different house.
Days before he used to come back, the same house use to haunt him.
He was alone.
He didn't like staying back in house in weekends and holidays.
There was no other person waiting for him.
He went to kitchen and grabbed a bottle. He drank water and stealing glances at Sanyukta.
Sanyukta served coffee into two mugs.
"Coffee..." She held the tray in front of him
"Thank you" He chirped picking up the coffee mug.
"Randhir...you want sugar?" "I mean I have made coffee without sugar"
"If you want I can add" She said
"Coffee...without sugar" He said
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"Okay...I'll keep in mind" She smiled
"Who told you about coffee?" He asked her
"Mummyji..." She said
"Woh subah unka phone aaya tha...unhone bataya ki aap subah main green tea lete ho aur shaam ko coffee" "Isliye humne coffee bana di" She said Randhir was happy listening to her words.
"How was your day?" She asked
"Hectic...very busy day" "Resumed work after 15 days" "So was tough to cope up with the pace" "And plus...tumhare haath ka khana...neend aarahi thi dupaher main" He chuckled
"Aacha bana tha?" She asked him with hopeful eyes
"Bohot aacha bana tha..." He replied
with warm smile.
"Dinner is ready" "Aap jab bole hum dinner laga denge" She said
"Dinner?" "You got vegetables?" "From where?" Randhir asked
"From the general stores" "I mean the store from where you buy groceries and household essentials" Sanyukta said
"How do you know about it?" Randhir asked
"Kamla...Kamla came in afternoon" "I asked her from where can I get vegetables" "unhone hume bataya ki general store se aap kharidte the" "So I went there...and bought some vegetables" She said
"Why did you go alone?" "Akeli kyu gayi?" "Tum nayi ho yaha...aaise akeli jaane ki kya zarurat thi" He said
Sanyukta could see concern for her in his eyes.
"Randhir paas main hi toh hai..." "And see what I have got..." She showed him the Mandir.
"Yeh...yeh kaha se layi tum" He asked
"Wahi...ussi general stores se..." "Randhir ghar main mandir hona bohot zaruri hai"
"Hum aapko batane wale the iske baare main"
"Par hume yeh chota sa mandir mil gaya...toh humne le liya"
"Mandir ke bina ghar aacha nahi lagta" She said.
Randhir was impressed by her.
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He counted himself lucky to have her in his life.
She has turned his house into a HOME in just one day.
"Aap fresh hojayie" She broke his trance.
She took mug from his hand and kept in wash basin.
He was still standing there watching her and her movements.
"What happened?" "You want something" She asked him.
He nodded in NO.
"Thank you..." He said.
She smiled at him.
After sometime.
Randhir came out wearing track pant and tee shirt - his nightwears.
Sanyukta was arranging table for dinner.
Randhir went to her.
He started serving salad in two plates.
"Hum karte hai...aap baithiye" She said
"Sab tum hi karogi kya?" "Kuch toh help karne do" He said.
She smiled at him.
Randhir helped her in serving food.
They started eating.
"Bindi ki sabzi is very good" He appreciated the food
"And dal?" She asked while chewing the food.
"Dal...is fantastic" He said.
She was happy and satisfied.
Soon they were done with dinner.
Randhir helped Sanyukta to clean the kitchen.
Sanyukta switched off the lights before going to their room.
She changed herself in plain and simple cotton Kurti and payjama before sleeping.
She tied her long and straight hair into loose pony. She settled on bed.
Randhir was busy working on laptop but his eyes were on her as well.
He was stealing glances of his newly wedded beautiful wife.
She removed her mangalsutra and kept in beneath the pillow. She lay on bed.
Randhir switched off the lights and laid next to her.
"Good Night" She said
"Good Night..." He said.
She closed her eyes.
They werefacing each other.
Randhir couldn't sleep for sometime as he was busy staring at her.
She made a movement and some hair strands fell on her face.
They disturbed her sleep as Randhir could see movements of her eyes.
Randhir quickly pushed those hair strands behind her ear.
His fingers touch the soft skin of her cheek.
"She is soft and delicate" His heart spoke
He smiled seeing her sleeping peacefully like a small innocent child.
TBC
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