Ch-56
"I will do them," Rahul said when he saw his wife was going to do their dirty dishes.
"What?" Laya asked feeling surprised.
Like…. He really wants to clean the utensils. From her observation, his mother would never allow him to do the dishes. That too after he was married. Will she get beaten if her mother-in-law gets to know about this? She couldn't help but feel a chill run through her spine at the memory of her mother-in-law.
"Laya, I will do them. Don't worry. My mother won't get to know about this thing. Even if she does, It doesn't matter as we won't be meeting my mother in this lifetime." he said shocking her further.
Laya was too shocked to hear that.
What?!
Won't meet her mother-in-law? As in his mother?
Her big almond eyes looked at him with questions and shock. She was too shocked to the point she dropped the dishes on the floor. The loud noise of ceramic hitting the floor could be heard.
"Laya!!" he yelled bringing her out of her shocked state.
Rahul was stunned when he heard the breaking noise of the utensils. He wondered why she was so shocked about that. But before he could ask her his face was washed away with worry for her. She dropped near her legs, what if she get any cuts. Dammit! This woman really doesn't know how to take care of herself. But he couldn't raise his voice at her. After all, she was his sweetheart.
Running towards her, he bent down and rolled her pajama pants to check if she was alright. "How could you be so careless, Laya? What if you get hurt?" he said as he continued to check her wounds. And to his relief, there were no wounds on her legs. Standing up, he took her hands and checked if she has any wounds on her. There were none. Only when he found she was unharmed, he let out a sigh of relief.
"I am fine," Laya said. When she heard his words, a pool of warmth spread over her chest. She felt like she was seeing her brother, mother and father in him. All of a sudden she felt like she was at home. She hugged him tightly without her knowledge.
Rahul was certainly surprised at her sudden hug. Ahh… god! Does she know what she was doing?
He wanted to hug her and crush her and infuse her into him. Also, he wanted to swoop her in his arms and kiss her all over. He wanted to throw every single thing on the table to the ground and put her on the dining table as he fucked her. But… he knew he got to wait. He has many things in his mind. He wanted to do many things with her and to her… but god is a sadist.
It's like food is served in front of him but can't have it.
"Laya?" he called out.
Laya came to her senses when she heard his voice. Damn! She fell into his trap again. She tried to run away but realized that there are broken pieces all over the place. Before she could step on them, she felt herself being lifted in the air. A small yelp escaped her mouth at Rahul's sudden actions. Rahul made her sit on the top of the table.
"You are being so careless. If not me, you would have stepped on those pieces. And where are your slippers?" he asked her.
Laya felt her tongue was tied. Indeed, she removed her slippers and forgot where she even kept them.
"I-I-I… forgot where I kept them," she replied hesitantly.
"Sigh… you are worse than a kid," he said as she removed his slippers and helped her wear them.
Laya stared at him with her wide eyes. He touched her feet!? What?!
Did he just do that?!
Indian men treat women as their slaves. A wife has to massage her husband's legs while the husband shouldn't do that because he was a man. But he just touched her feet.
She was shocked at his actions.
"I will clean up. You don't move," he said and went away to get the broom and the trash bin. He cleaned everything neatly. He even cleared the remaining dirty dishes were there.
When he was done, he carried Laya back to their room and helped her lay down on the bed before he joined her. Before Laya could say something, he hugged her waist and buried his head in her chest. Laya wanted to argue but she knew he would say some flirty line. So she held it back and said nothing. She let him hug her to sleep. When she felt his breathing turn even, she wrapped her hands around him and pulled him further closer before drifting into her thoughts.
She doesn't know if he was acting or loving. But with him around she realized that he provides safety to her and to her heart. She feels all kinds of foreign things. Her mind only thinks of sinful things with him. She just wanted to bury herself in his arms and enjoy his warmth. But can she really take the bet of being hurt once again?
[Yes.] Her innerself said to her.
[But…] before she could say something to her innerself. Her innerself cut her words off.
[You are hurt far more times. Don't worry. Just give him one chance to him. If it doesn't work, you can leave.] her innerself said.
Laya was silent for a long while. She decided to give a chance to Rahul for one last time before she drifted into her sleep.