Prithvi went speechless. He felt something squeeze his flesh from his chest. He felt sour in his throat. He couldn't believe his ear , he wished it could be the biggest nightmare he had had . His heart beat grow faster in emotions or anger he couldn't conclude.
Abhiram scanned the room in a Storm, something grabbed his attention, and he walked to a wooden wardrobe. As soon as opening the door he took out some properties paper in hasty and throw them in front of Prithvi
"You and your wife packed the luggage and left my house immediately. Get out from property "" "
Documents hit against his large masculine sculpture. Paper felt like thousands of swords piercing Prithvi's chest.
Prithvi gathers some breath and controls his sulde of emotions. He picked each document and rearranged them properly, keeping those over the couch.
"Dad" Prithvi took steps towards his father , although he felt his legs become stiff but he didn't want to give more sorrow . As if it was his father he would fulfil his wishes. He stood up standing in front of his father, keeping an arrow straight at him. He was 2 inches taller than his father.
Abhiram looked at him fiercely, as if no one was an enemy of him but his son at that moment.
" If it is your wish I will do that. The place where my wife has no respect for being a husband I don't think so I can't stay here. And one more thing Dad, I'm capable enough to take care of my wife . I have enough on my plate even if I didn't work for one year. I built my company on my capabilities. I need nothing from you"
Abhiram's chest becomes tight. He spun around, clasping his hands behind his hips. He felt the Burden of his pain was more than that of his age. His only son leaves him for a girl. How much his heart was twisting, yelling at his only son to leave his house forever but he stayed mute. As if he had turned into a mannequin. "Goodbye, Daa. I and my wife, we will never return to your palace. "
Saying this Prithvi turned back against his father. He came out from his father's bedroom.
A single drop of water fell from his left eye. As soon as it fell on his left hand he wiped it. And don't allow his eyes to shed anymore.
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Adityanath could reckon what exactly was going on deep inside of his son . He knew Abhiram was speculating about the post effect , and what would happen when the case would reach the court . How the media would bounce on the case to boost the TRP of their channels . It's not because the case will be reopened 11 years later, instead it was a matter of a famous businessman's daughter-in-law
who was going to protest for the justice of her sister. Nobody would care about her emotions, all care about their TRP , promotions, and salary , fame .
Anushka assured her sister-in-law the situation would be alright but Sanyogita's mind wasn't ready to accept. She was as tense as frightened by what was happening in her father-in-law' s mind .
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The sky turned upside down . Just like the life of them tonight . Gusts of rain splashing, hitting, and crushing against the large windows of the Hotel The Oberoi, Mumbai . But its intensity was far less than the ribbeling they were going through this time .
Yellow, blue , green , and red neon lights splitting its spark seemed to dance go heart free in all directions .
Sanyogita stared at those sparks but her heart was filled with as dark as the depth of an ocean.
Today she felt as guilty as low for the very first time. She hadn't heard anything from her husband till they entered this huge skyper. And his silence has grown the burden of guilt on her shoulders.
It has not been more than 1 month and twenty days since they got married and it didn't take more than one hour to step out her legs from Malhotra mansion.
She asked Prithvi innumerable times what exactly happened between him and his father but he didn't give any reply to her questions.
Abhiram's groaning echoed in her brain " Koi bhi in dono ko nahi roke ga . Agar ish Ghar ka koi bhi shadyasa in dono k se aaj ki baat rishta bhi rakhna ki koshish ki toh uske liye ish Ghar ka darwaza hamesha ke liye bandh ho jayega "
Shambhavi and Adityanath tried to stop their son but Prithvi told them to stay here with all the members. Everyone needs them .
And if Mr. Abhiram Malhotra wanted his son and daughter-in-law to leave the Malhotra mansion and the rest of the members shouldn't be involved in it. It's between father and son. He was capable enough to take care of his wife .
Shambhavi, Annaya, Anushka, Aryan everyone was worried about Prithvi and Sanyogita, as it was late night God forbid if anything bad came how Prithvi alone handled everything. They should at least stay at Malhotra mansion till the morning.
Prithvi didn't agree with anyone though.
In the entire conversation, Sanyogita stayed silent. As if her vocal muscles get paralyzed. Her heart was hurting so much breathing was difficult too.
She could anticipate something terrible had occurred between father and son.
And she was the reason for the conflict between the duo. For the very first she questioned her decision. Someone inside her head mocking and smirking at her. She had snatched a son from his father. A boy from his family, with whom he had spent 29 years of his life.
She heard the door to be unlocked. She inhales a deep breath before spinning around completely and then faces a large shadow on the floor. She heard him stepping inside the room.
Within a fraction of a moment, the room bathes and flickers under white lights.
Sanyogita sees him moving away from the switchboard on the wall and notices him peering back over his shoulder.
Sanyogita followed his arrow and noticed a worker walking inside past him with a food trolley. She saw the man arranging dinner on the table surrounded by two large couches. Later greeted both of them
" Enjoy the dinner, Sir and Ma'am. And good night"
The worker leaves.
Prithvi closed the door and faced his wife completely for the first time since they left Malhotra's mansion.
Sanyogita watched him, staring at her without blinking. He stood there motionless as if his legs were frozen.
Prithvi gave her a weak smile.
There is an awkward silence between them.
As his eyes landed on her she could study how he was pretending to be stronger from the outside. But in reality, she can observe each of his cells shrinking, the invisible bruises on his heart. His tightened jaw. He was looking tired. She looked at his eyes, which were urging sleep. A deep sleep. He needs someone to comfort him.
He took a break from staring at her.
" J.. Jaan" He cleared his throat. And continue "Let's have your dinner. The doctor advised you not to skip your meal" His voice was low. Concern was there in his words, she felt.
Sanyogita stepped to him with heavy feet and stood in front of him.
Prithvi's lips stretched out and tried to give her a casual smile as if nothing had changed from tonight.
Sanyogita reads him, pretending to be acting calm and easy as he always does to lighten her mood.
" You take your meal. I have to write an important application about resigning from the CEO position. " Prithvi's chest grew tighter. Aware of her habits if he won't have his dinner she won't have her too, he told her so.
He sided his face to avoid eye contact with his wife. He stretched his right leg first to walk
" Prithvi !" " She whispered his name just once.
He felt her hand grabbing his left hand. He gulped the salty lump in his throat.
She moved closer to him. Prithvi's heart started melting at the touch of the love of his life. Her palm was bruised against his skin.
Prithvi controls his emotions and looks down his face to meet her gaze.
He noticed her moistened eyes.
Sanyogita sucks a breath. She raised her right hand and brought it closer to his face ,rested on his cheek.
He felt the softness of her palm against his tiny, fresh rough subtle .
Sludge of emotions began to engulf the husband and wife from nowhere.
Prithvi stretched his right hand up and slipped it back behind her back. He leaned in and hugged her tightly.
His subtle brushes against her temple.
His heavy breathing falling on her ear which usually brought tickling in her knees tonight squeezed her chest instead .
She hates him seeing tearing apart from inside out as an torn dirty part of the old paper .
Prithvi hugged her tightly and buried his face in her hair. His rapid breathing brushed against her nape.
Sanyogita thought her breathing would be stopped the way Prithvi fondled his arms around her small back.
She felt dampness on her nape. She understands he is finally broken down in her arms . His moistened eyelashes keep rubbing against her hair , and muffling sounds of his breathing kept falling on her skin. Goosbombs dotted her skin .
Sanyogita's eyes also began to form tears. She held him closer to make him realise she was there for him, as close as breathing to life.
" Never leave me .. Jaan.. mujhe kabhi chod ke mat jaana!! never leave" Prithvi's voice cracking. As he was saying, gripping around her grew stronger than before if she would soon vanish from his side.
By this action of his, he tries to make her realise he needs her as if she is a life-saving drug for him.
Sometimes later they were both sobbing in each other's arms.
Prithvi felt her pulling detached from him. He didn't want to leave her.
Sanyogita brought her hands up to cup his cheeks and take a glance at him.
She motioned her eyes over his moistened red eyes which were revealing deep storms blowing inside of him.
She wiped his eyes with the pad of her thumbs.
He bent his head more than before to reach her.
And she pulled back her head, raising on her toes, and kissed him on his forehead. Her warm breaths grazed against his face.
Although her heart was grumbling, tearing apart, seeing her backbone breaking into pieces slowly and gradually. She held back the water beneath her moist eyes. She had to be stronger, at least for the sale of him
" No never, if you say to go not yet " She holds her breaking voice.
Prithvi's lips stretched out and gave her a weak yet sweet smile to his wife. He realised he got rays of light during the worst darkness of his life. He has his better half with him when his closer one throws him out anywhere.
He felt the softness of her lips rubbing on his cheek, then on his lips. She took his mouth into her just once. It wasn't an intimate kiss but rather a kiss of togetherness. A symbol of love, and eternity ..She would be there for him in every obstacle of his life , through thick and thin.
She is always with him, forever.
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