Published on 24th June 2021.

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♡ Right girl, wrong time, love of my life

We met in Paris, I love her, je né sais quoi

Woke up the next day then left her to catch a flight

But I think I left my heart behind♡

– R I S H A B H –

Four days!

It's been four days we stopped talking. It's been four days Shruti is ignoring me. It's been four days I can't share how my day went.

Why did we even stop talking?

Because of Shruti!

On Tuesday morning, she started a petty fight, not me. And, after a tiring day, when I drove to her firm to pick her up, I heard that she had already left. Great!

I'm her husband, not her driver. If she had to leave early, she should've atleast informed me. Our workplaces are in opposite directions. I mean, it could've saved fuel if she told me beforehand!

Once, ma found us using different cars and questioned us. In the answer, she stated that our offices are in opposite directions and it would cause a huge problem to me and my schedule.

I mean, when did I even complain about this issue? It's not even an issue for me. I'm more than happy to accompany my wife!

But, we can't go on like this for the rest of our life. We need to find a solution. I'm not going to say sorry! She started it and she's the one who should apologize first.

What should I even do?!

Picking up my phone, I called Ansh. Maybe, he could help me. He's more experienced in these matters as compared to me. Handling a moody Radhika is not a small deal!

"Hello!"

"Where are you?"

"I'm at my place, having some personal time with my wife until you called." He replied in a straight tone, which clearly told how pissed off he was. "What do you want?"

I guess I shouldn't have called him!

"I have a friend who had a fight with his wife. So, what should he do?"

"Simple. Tell him to say sorry."

"Isn't there any other solution?"

"I guess not. Moreover, apologizing doesn't make you smaller. Go for it."

"Hmm."

"Rishi bhai, you had a fight with Shruti?" I heard Radhika exclaiming.

"No."

"You better be! If you had a fight, tackle it as soon as possible!" She said and I kept mum. Before I could say something, she cut the call off.

Then sorry it is!

The solution.

But it's not my fault!

I never expected her to be like this. There was a vast difference in her moods on monday and the next day. On Monday night, I was shocked to see her drunk. It's not that she was drowning in alcohol, but it was obvious that she was not in her proper senses.

Whereas on the next day, it felt as if we were rivals and were having a cold war.

(Flashback)

Monday night~

"Did you drink?" I asked and she denied without any shame. "I can smell it. Don't lie."

"Yes, a little." She mumbled and I nodded before starting the engine. Drinking occasionally is not bad, but lying is!

We were stuck in the dense Delhi traffic and I knew there was no shortcut to it. I sighed and leaned back on my seat. In the meantime, my gaze went towards Shruti who was sleeping peacefully, without any worries, as if it was her last sleep.

As she breathed evenly, her chest rose slowly and steadily. And, it was nothing but a mere torture for me. My goodness! Why am I even heading in this direction when I clearly know we can't do anything tonight?

I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to do things with her, but—

For God's sake, she is drunk!

I quickly turned my gaze to front and focused on driving. Although I wanted to stay like that, I never wanted us to have an accident. She was sleeping peacefully because she had enough trust on me and my driving skills, that I would make us reach home safely.

All through the way, I couldn't help but steal glances from her. Reaching home, I parked the car and walked out to open the door of her side.

"Shruti, get up." I shook her to wake her up. When she tried shifting on her seat, I thought she was going to get up. Instead, she turned her face to the other side and went into slumber again.

Knowing there was no way she was going to wake up and walk on her own, I picked her up in my arms and walked inside. Opening the main door after much hardships, I changed into slippers and walked towards our room.

The person from whom I was scared the most now was ma. She hates alcohol and the ones who drink it!

I felt something crawling on my cheeks and turned my head towards it. I saw Shruti smiling while her fingers were grazing my cheeks.

She leaned towards my ears and whispered, "You're handsome." I smiled and she pecked my cheeks. "You're cute." Hearing her words, I stopped in my tracks.

Cute?

And me?

No way!

Feeling her fingertips on my lips, I turned to her. She smiled and kept her head in the crook of my neck. "You're sexy." Snuggling close to me, she wrapped her arms around me and closed her eyes.

Sexy?

I'm sexy?

Although I never thought it, if she's saying, then maybe.

Seeing her sleeping, I shooed away all the other thoughts off my mind and walked to our room. Making her lie on the bed, I removed her shoes and kept them out.

Just when I returned, I found Shruti sitting on the floor, leaning on the side of bed. "What's the matter Shruti?"

"Kiss me." She said.

What?

Before I could say anything, she pulled me by my collar and pressed her lips on mine. As she stood up, she pulled me up and slithered her arms around my neck. We walked around the room to search for the perfect place and the sweet kiss turned aggressive with time. It was her who was aggressive, not me.

I never knew alcohol could turn her aggressive and uncontrollable!

Pushing me on the couch, she straddled me and attacked on my lips. Our soft flesh molded in the perfect form and I could feel all my blood travelling down.

She rubbed her hands on my chest and grinded herself on me. The moment felt so good that I felt all my control slipping off my hands. What was she even trying to do?

Wait!

She's drunk!

What was I even thinking about?

"I can't wait anymore. Let's do it." She kept her forehead against mine and said. Although she was drunk, she didn't sound like one. Her voice was the same as it is when she's sober.

Wait a minute!

It as in..... Sex?

"You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk. Don't worry." She said and cupped my face before slamming her lips on mine. Leaning back, I pushed her away and kept my palm on her mouth.

"You are drunk. We can continue later. Now sleep." I said and she made a face. Before she could kiss me again, I picked her up and walked towards the bed. Lying her on the bed, I stepped back and walked to bathroom.

Just when I opened the door, I felt her wrapping her arms around my torso. "Please? Rishi?" She mumbled on my back and I stood stiff.

Although she sounded appealing, it was not a good idea!

Pulling her arms off my body, I turned to her. And, there she stood like a temptress with hunger in her eyes. I couldn't think what to choose at this moment.

Should I agree?

Or not?

Before I could think what to say, I saw something coming out of her mouth, eventually dirtying our clothes. She puked! I closed my eyes and sighed. And, here I was thinking about our personal moments!

"Sorry, I-"

"It's okay. Change your clothes first." I said and she hummed. In the bathroom, she walked to the bathing area and slid the translucent door whereas I stayed back. Only when I heard the shower being on, I undressed myself.

Hearing the water falling straight on floor, I walked there and called her name out. Wasn't the water supposed to fall on her instead of the tiles? When I got no answer I slid the door and saw her sitting on the floor in her underwears. Leaning on the wall, she was busy sleeping while the shower was on.

She was looking—

Shut up!

She is drunk and it's wrong!

But she's my wife.

"Shruti?" I called her but she gave no response. "Shruti!" I shouted and she hummed. "Get up and have a shower."

"Let me sleep." She whined and shifted towards the corner.

"Change your clothes first and I'll let you sleep for how long you want."

"Promise?" She asked and I hummed. Going out, I walked in the closet and opened her cupboard. Picking the clothes I saw in the first sight, I walked back and gave them to her. To give her space, I stepped out of the bathroom.

As the chilled air came in contact with my skin, I shivered. How could I even forget that I was wearing just a piece of cloth called underwear? It was obvious for me to feel cold!

I knocked the bathroom door and asked if she was done. Only after a minute or two, she came out and I ran inside to have a hot bath. It was a necessity in the cold night!

After having a hot shower, I wore my clothes and lied on the bed beside her. My gaze went towards her face, where she was pouting. I smiled at her action and felt her getting close to me.

She pressed her nose against my neck while her arms went around my chest. I sighed and closed my eyes, eventually falling into sleep. Hope she doesn't get a terrible hangover!

(Flashback ends)

It was almost the time for her to leave. I sat in my car and drove to her firm. Seeing her car clearly in my view, I followed it until we reached home.

As she stepped out, I walked out of my car and called her. She turned back and looked at me with question. "I... I..... Would you like to go out with me?" I asked and she nodded in negative.

Why?

I am trying, right?

"Please?" I asked and she took her time to think about it before shaking her head in positive. "Let's go then. My car." Sitting in the car, I fastened my seatbelt and was about to help her, but she was already done with her belt.

Taking the car on road, I starting driving it without any destination. Where should I start from?

"Umm... Shruti?"

"Hmm."

"Actually, I wanted to talk about the other day." I said and she hummed. "Don't you think it's a little silly to stretch a small matter this long?"

"Small matter? It's not a small deal."

"It was. I mean, it was just a small fight, that's it."

"Really? You know, I had to take a cab to home just because you didn't pick me up. Not that I have a problem with it. But, what if I got kidnapped or someone murdered me?" She said and I made a face.

Kidnapped?

Murdered?

By any chance, is she watching too many thriller movies?

"Why would someone kidnap you?" I asked and she raised her brows. "I mean you were the one who left earlier. I came there to pick you up but you were already gone. It's not my fault, you see."

"Don't lie."

"I don't lie." I said and she muttered something under her breath. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing. I thought that you left me there knowingly and went to home alone, to show that you're great." She said and I sighed. "But, I waited for you for a long time. You were not there."

"I messaged you about being late, didn't I?" I asked and she said no. She showed me her phone which had no such message recieved. How could it be possible?

I pulled my phone out and checked the message. Unfortunately, it was not sent. Great!

"So it was a misunderstanding, right?" I asked and she nodded while humming.

"I am sorry. I'm sorry for acting rude to you." She said and I nodded.

"I too am sorry." I said and she looked at me with shock. "What?"

"Why are you saying sorry? It was me who acted rude, not you."

"Shouldn't a husband say sorry to his angry wife to cool her anger down?" I said and she made an amused face. "That's what Ansh told me." I said and saw her gasping in shock.

"So, that's the reason you are apologizing? You don't even know what your mistake is and you want to say sorry, just to make your wife happy?"

"It's not a big deal."

"Really?" She smiled and I hummed. "Okay, then. Get ready to say unlimited number of sorrys everyday." She said and I sighed at my loss. But then, if the situation can be controlled with just a sorry, then why not? "Where are we going?"

"Back to home."

All through the ride, we kept talking about the small details which happened in our lives in these four days. How long I wished us to negotiate everything! How long I wished to share the happenings of my day with her!

Reaching home, I turned the engine off and we descended the car. Before she could ring the bell, I pulled her back and pinned her between me and the wall.

"What-" Without letting her speak more, I cupped her face and placed my lips on her. It's been eighty hours I felt her lips on mine! Her palms rose to my chest to apply pressure to push me back. "Rishabh! Anyone could see us here. We should go in." I nodded in yes as she had a point.

Its been four long days!

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