《My Arranged Shaadi (Complete)》Chapter - 8 Too Close
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The second she entered the house , I pretended to go to the washroom.
I knew she would check my phone , therefore I removed all the locks ... Hehehe.
I wanted to catch her red handed ... I was watching her all along as she was checking my phone.
Nishtha ... Why don't you admit that I'm smarter than you ??? She was so immersed in the act that she didn't even pay attention to my presence.
"Done checking my phone wifey ???" I finally asked.
She suddenly dropped the phone on the table and turned to face me.
Damn! I was caught red handed. But what I wanted to do was done by me already lol!
I by mistake dropped the phone on the table and then I turned to face him.
Shit !!!!!! He was shirtless !!!! Oh my god !!!! I immediately closed my eyes with my palms. If it wasn't for my ego , I would be drooling all over him.
"What happened Nishtha??" He asked in an innocent tone.
"You ... You ... Are ... NAKED ! GET SOME CLOTHES !!" I snapped. He laughed , and it wasn't a mocking laughter , it was a genuine one.
"I'm not naked Nishu ! I have my pants on!" He said . Nishu ???
"But still, I'll keep my eyes closed till you cover the upper half of your body." I said.
There was a weird silence, I thought he got frustrated by my talks and went in the room... So I opened my eyes. Damn ! He was standing right in front of me !!!
Oh my God !!! He was so muscular !!! And his abs !!! OMFG !!!! I could stare at him all day long!! But wait , why was I even thinking about all this.
"Are you deaf or what, wear some clothes !!" I said trying to sound angry but I failed miserably.
He started walking closer to me but I was frozen at my place. He was so intimidating that I couldn't even move. He closed all the distance between us. I closed my eyes, I thought that he was going to kiss me !!! Ughhh !!!
"I got what I wanted." He said and I opened my eyes. He had his phone in his hand.
Oh ... He ... He wanted to take the phone. My damn stupid heart !
"O...ok ..." I gave an awkward chuckle and went to my room.
I closed the door behind me. My heart was beating like crazy ! I wanted to want him !
"Calm down Nishtha!" I told myself.
I saw her retreating figure as she went to her room. I was damn sure that she thought that I was about to kiss her. I wouldn't lie , I wanted to but ... I just couldn't.
I chuckled at the thought of it. She looked really cute when she was faking to be angry. Shit ! I shouldn't be thinking all this !
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I had some messages from mom and my sweetest bro, note the sarcasm, on WhatsApp. But I was too excited to see if she had deleted those pics from my status, so I directly went to see the status thing.
My status had three views , one from Nishtha , one from my mom , and one from my brother .... howww...???? SHIT !!!
CUNNING GIRL !!!!!!!
I immediately deleted those pics. Then I opened Mom's text.
Mom - Beta , even if you had a fight , you shouldn't post such pictures ! Is this the way I raised you???
Damn !!!!! I immediately replied.
Me- No mom. We didn't have a fight. We were just pranking each other.
I was about to type that it was HER prank but I didn't want my family to think bad of her , therefore I didn't write it.
Then I opened my brother's text.
Ahaan - Don't tell me you tried to prank her and it backfired on you 😂
Damn ... How did he know me so well !!!
Me- Yes ... And you should be working instead of seeing other people's status.
He replied immediately.
Ahaan- And you should be doing something something instead of just trying to prank your wife 😉
Ughhh this boy !!!!
Me - Fuck off !
I texted back and kept my phone aside.
I knocked on Nishtha's room's door.
"Nishtha! Open up! Aren't you hungry???" I said.
"No I'm not!" She replied and I sighed.
I went to my room then.
I went near the door to make sure that he had gone to his room.
I said I wasn't hungry but my stomach said otherwise so I had no choice but to go to the kitchen and cook something.
I was collecting the ingredients without making a noise so that he wouldn't know I was out of my room.
"You are hell of a prankster!" Paras said in a husky voice which made me jump.
"Oh my god ! You startled me!" I said.
"Glad to know I have that effect on you." He said and smirked.
"Oh please!" I said and rolled my eyes. He probably didn't like it at all. Because he stared to walk towards me.
Soon, I was pinned between him and the kitchen counter, he leaned in slowly and grabbed the apple kept on the kitchen counter.
Shit man !!!
"You can't take that apple!" I said.
"And why may I ask ??" He asked raising his one eyebrow. I can't raise my one eyebrow ... It's so difficult ! But that wasn't the point !!!
"Because that's for my apple salad." I said innocently.
He laughed in a mocking manner and said. "Your apple salad ? Well then there would be no apple salad for your dinner tonight. MY house, MY rules." He said arrogantly. Yeah yeah whatever.
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"Yeah right, YOUR house." I said in a mocking voice. I just grabbed a packet of chips and went to my room.
I closed the door behind me and crashed on my bed ... No sorry ... THE bed because it wasn't my house , so even the bed wasn't technically mine, note the sarcasm.
And then I suddenly remembered. Before we got married, our parents tried to send us on a date many a times so that we would get to know each other. But either of us always cancelled the plan, ALWAYS. Probably because we did not have any other choice besides marrying each other.
I was so tired that I slept immediately. I heard a few knocks on the door later that night but I was too sleepy to even reply.
The next morning, I woke up grumpy. I was really upset ... And LATE ! I left for office without having my breakfast. I was a really punctual person and this bastard made me late for office. I saw the sandwiches kept on the dining table and smiled a bit, knowing that he made them. But I had no time to eat them.
I straight away went to my cabin after reaching the office. After a while, my father entered my cabin.
"I heard you arrived late today? Don't be irresponsible Nishtha. I know you are newly married but you are going to be the CEO soon." He said in a disappointed tone. Marriage ? Really, I was practically forced to marry him ! I had no answer plus I didn't want to talk to him, so I just nodded.
"Anyways, I'm flying to Bangalore in 2 hours for a meeting so I'm leaving for the airport now. See you in 2 days." He informed.
"Have a safe journey." That was all I said. We didn't have that father daughter bond anymore. He used to tell me about such out of station meetings a week before leaving and I always hugged him before he left. Everything had changed ...
I had three meetings continuously. When I came back to my cabin, it was 4 pm already.
As I hadn't properly eaten anything since yesterday evening, I got diarrhea. Yup, I have a weak liver. I was puking continuously, my body was so weakened that I couldn't even stand properly. So I stood on the floor.
"Ma'am , ma'am ... What happened !!!???" My secretary asked worriedly.
"Take me to the hospital please..." I said in a weak voice.
I shouldn't have said that to her. Damn, I hurt her really bad !! She went to her room with just a packet of chips and didn't even come out for dinner.
I knocked on her door several times but she didn't respond. I sighed and went to bed.
The next day, she hadn't even woken up when I was leaving for office. I decided not to wake her up as I didn't know what I would say to her. I made some sandwiches and kept them on the dining table for her.
My schedule was really hectic that day so I couldn't even think of calling her to ask her whereabouts.
It was 4 p.m. when I got a call on my office phone.
"Sir, a woman from Oberoi enterprises wants to speak to you , she says that she's your wife's secretary." My secretary said.
"Okay connect the call." I said.
"Sir, we're at Arogya hospital. Nishtha ma'am is a bit sick. She was vomiting continuously and it was probably because she hadn't eaten anything properly since yesterday evening. Please come fast, you'll have to complete the formalities because her father is out of town." Her secretary said.
Damn, now I remember. Her father told me once that she has a weak liver, therefore she shouldn't skip any meals or else she falls sick.
"Yeah, yeah I'm coming." I said and hung up the call.
I drove to Arogya Hospital and asked for Nishtha's ward. I went to ward 205.
She was lying on the bed, was sleeping probably.
The doctor was standing beside her doing some check-up. He saw me and asked ,"Are you her husband?"
"Yes , doctor..." I replied and he gestured me to come outside with him.
"Okay, so the diarrhea wasn't just because she hadn't eaten anything since a long time but also because she had a stomach infection for which we have given her an injection." The doctor said. Damn !!
"Please take care of the fact that she doesn't skip her meals." The doctor said.
"Yes doctor ... I'll take care of that. Medicines ...?" I asked.
"Yes, I have given the prescription to her secretary, she has gone to bring the medicines. She had a lot of weakness due to the infection therefore she is sleeping now." The doctor said and went away.
I entered her ward. She looked so weak.
I sat beside her.
"I'm sorry ..." I held her hand and whispered. In a while, her secretary was back. I took the medicines and the prescription from her and thanked her and asked her to go back to the office. She did as said.
I just looked at Nishtha's sleeping face. She... was so beautiful. I couldn't help but admire her beauty. I put a strand of her hair behind her ear.
I subconsciously kissed her forehead.
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