It has been a week since my husband is at home. And it's nice to have him around. He helps me with a lot of household work before going out for his work.
My days have changed a lot. Now I cook lunch for him and send it over for him. wait for him in the evening to return with sweets or fruits for us. Life is not that bad. I made him my friend and now we talk about lots of stuff.
He is totally okay about how I handle his kids and never questions about it. He supports my parenting skills and hopes it stays like that. He tries to help me in the kitchen too but I don't let him do much. My heart pains me to see him work like that...he doesn't seem suitable for such works.
Yes I sleep in the guest room now and let him sleep with the kids....not that he minds. I have many plans for the future which were temporarily stopped because of the arrival of my husband but now that he is here and I settled quite nicely. It's time to do those works.
Today I am going to the market to bring clothes for purvi and since admission for new year students starts next month I want to go to our village school and get my children's name in the first list.
Sending purvi school is going to be a challenge for me. I can feel a headache coming my way...but I will handle it.
I have to call my mother in law to look after the kids. She sometimes visits our house now and I am sure she wouldn't mind taking care of the kids for a while. It's getting chilly everyday...I need blankets and comforters for my family.
And also I need some towels for a towel bath....I have noticed that my husband goes to bed baths every night. It's okay now but once the weather gets chilly it will be hard for him to take a full bath. He can use it as an alternative.
And since Purvi's birthday is coming I want to make a cake for her. So I am planning to buy every ingredient needed for making a lovely meal. I shared my thoughts with my husband and he is ready for it.
since we have lots of kids and with one earning it's not possible to throw a big party for each one. we are going to celebrate as a family. Pray for her and eat together. So when my mother in law gets here I can inform her about it. My first time arranging a party here...hope everything goes well.
Adrik ( POV )
She still sleeps in the guest room. And I don't know why....I even take a shower everyday but I still don't know why she avoids me...not that she doesn't care for me. She cares for me a lot and I have seen that.
Today she said she will go for marketing but she didn't offer me to company her. Not that she offered to go with her before...it's just now the situation is different. And it's funny to see how much attached I am with her now. Even when we were physical just to have Arav...I never felt anything but duty for her.
But now that she is maintaining distance it hurts. well I guess things are staying like that for a while. she told me to place the earthen pot near the window...she has washed some cloth in a big pot....heating the water while washing cleans the clothes faster. she wants me to put it down so that by the time mom raise them to dry...the water doesn't hurt her hands . And warned me thrice saying it's hot.
With the help of two cloth pieces I held two corners of the pot and lifted it. It was heavy...as I took a step towards the window I stepped on something sharp...and I lost my balance.
with a huge bang the pot broke into pieces scattering everything on the floor. I sat down to pick the clothes . " Husband what happened? " hearing the noise she rushed into the kitchen and saw the mess on the floor.
" Husband did you get hurt....don't bother with those clothes....get up. " she said pulling my shelves and trying to get me up. I stood up and she took my hands in hers and said " Is it hurting...let me put some cold water in your hands. " she said pulling me out in the courtyard with her.
she made me sit on the varanda and hurriedly brought water from well....soaked my hands in the cold water...blowing air now and then. I honestly couldn't feel any pain. watching her pamper me like a kid....it's such a warm feeling.
For more than a year I saw her angry eyes, tired eyes, disgusted look on her face whenever I took her tolerance for me as love....but now watching her worry for me, pampering me, her blushing red face....hope she never recalls anything and stays like that.
" Husband....sorry. " she said looking sad.
" why are you sorry? " I asked her. she took my hand and gently dried the water off my hands with her dupatta. " You're hurt because of me. " she barely whispered. She herself bought burn relief gel...and applied like my hands are the most precious things in the whole world.
" It's not your fault...I am sorry, I messed up. I made your already washed clothes dirty...the kitchen floor is dirty. " I said, she should be the one getting angry not me. " It's okay...that I can manage. Dont let mother wash any clothes....or dont allow her to send purvi to do it. I will do it myself. "she said and went into the kitchen to clean the mess.
She has really started to take care of purvi. And purvi loves no one else but her mother. Their bond is something to watch...hope it stays that way forever.