Sugandha was still in her thoughts, but Anuja's voice broke them.
"Khadi khadi kya dekh rahi hai? Chal, kaam pe lag ja abh." Anuja said.
(Why are you standing like a statue? Get to work already.)
Sugandha glanced at her and nodded. Eventually, she finished making the pickle.
"Sugandha, let's go eat. You didn't even eat lunch." Tulasi said, worriedly.
They both sat down to eat, and Nalini served them. But before they could eat, Anuja snatched Sugandha's plate.
"Aukat kya hai tumhari? Silver plate mai thodi khana milega tumhe. Jao, udher khana rakha hai humne tumhare liye." Anuja said with a cunning smirk.
(What's your standard, huh? There's no way you're going to eat from the silver plate. Go, I've already prepared a lunch for you.)
Sugandha looked in the direction Anuja pointed, and nothing was more disrespectful than that.
Anuja placed some spoiled food there like she was feeding a dog. Looking at that, Sugandha's heart broke into a million pieces.
"Maa ji… what are you saying? She's the daughte—" Tulasi couldn't even finish her sentence.
"If you speak one more word, then you'll also get the same lunch." Anuja said.
For the first time, Nalini was ashamed of calling her a 'mother'.
"I'll eat it." Nalini said.
Sugandha's eyes widened at her words, Nalini was about to actually eat it, but Anuja threw the plate down.
"Pagal hogai kya?" Anuja raised her hand to hit Nalini, but she didn't.
(Have you gone mad?)
"Why did you stop, mother? Do you know anything else other than making their lives hell?" Nalini yelled at her mother with tears.
Sugandha and Tulasi looked at her with so much respect. But… they were also worried that Anuja might do something worse.
Anuja never ever witnessed her daughter's anger. She was speechless.
"Mother, we're also human. Would you be okay if my future mother-in-law did the same to me? Can you handle it!??" Nalini yelled.
Sugandha tried to make Nalini stop, but she wasn't budging. Sugandha didn't want to create any chaos between mother and daughter.
Nalini scoffed when she didn't get any reply from Anuja. "Matter of fact, you're a widow as well. How can yo—" Anuja slapped Nalini for real this time.
Everyone was shocked by this. Anuja's eyes were sparkling with tears; her orbs were red due to the disrespect that she had just gotten from her own daughter. Then… she bolted in her room and shut the door behind her, harshly.
Three of the ladies hugged each other. Nalini broke into sobs. Sugandha felt extremely guilty. She started assuming that every problem in this house was because of her. She didn't want to be a burden to anyone; she only ever wanted peace…
Sugandha slowly made her way into her room. Her brain started overthinking, and her face went numb.
She opened the closet and foraged through her saris. Then… she found a cream-colored kerchief. She held it against her chest and broke into cries.
Every time she's sad or feeling upset, she holds it against her heart, it makes her better. The kerchief belongs to the person that she never got the chance to look at… but, the person was still imprinted in her heart.
Rudra's pov
I was very exhausted after a long day, it was already 8 pm. My stomach was grumbling due to hunger, I immediately made my way into the kitchen.
But oddly, it was empty. There was no one in the kitchen, 'strange…' I thought.
I walked into my room, and I found Sugandha asleep on the bed. She never sleeps this early, though.
I sat on the edge of the bed, I kept looking at her beautiful face. I gulped and caressed her jaw with my shaky hands. Her skin was so smooth…
My gaze fell onto her lips, I wanted to kiss them again, real bad.
Slowly, but surely… My eyes dropped down to her chest, my eyes widened a little. The swell of her breasts was clearly visible.
The view was hypnotizing me. My shaky hands made their way down to her blossoms. I gently rested my palm on her left breast. My face turned red; what I was doing was so wrong… But I can't seem to help myself from doing so.
I felt her moving, and I immediately retrieved my hand back. I turned away, and my pulse was racing.
I looked down at my right hand, and it was still in the same position. H…her boobs are so big.
Goosebumps erupted throughout my body at the realization of what I had just done. I can't seem to avert my gaze from my own hand. My lips wanted to be just as lucky as my hand.
Fuck!! I cupped my now-awaken 'bell'. I was so ashamed of my actions. How can I be such a pervert...? I never even used to look at other women. And now, I'm doing such inappropriate stuff.
I flinched a little when I heard Sugandha's sleepy voice. "Aap aagai, Rudra ji…?" She said.
(You've come already, Rudra ji?)
How can I face her in this state? Hell no. I just hummed while looking straight ahead.
She moved down to sit next to me. I cursed under my breath, and then turned my face away from her.
"Why didn't you wake me up then? Have you eaten anything?" Sugandha said.
I just shook my head as no. Aghh, I'm such a rascal. I can't even control my desires, how shameful.
"Rudra ji, why aren't you looking at me? Is something wrong?" She said while leaning closer to me.
I gulped hard and moved away. "I…it's nothing. I'm hungry, ca... Can you serve me some dinner?" I muttered lowly.
I still didn't look at her, she just said "ji" and walked out of the bedroom. I sighed in relief and fell back onto the bed.
How will I deal with this thing in my pants now?
Sugandha's pov
When I entered the kitchen, I realized that... We didn't cook dinner today. I sighed and decided to boil some rice. I'm pretty sure Rudra ji will like the aachar that we-- no, that I made today.
I watched him enter into the kitchen all wet. I scrunched my brows in confusion.
"You bathed at this hour? But... The weather is too cold." I said.
I watched his face turn red, and replied to me while wiping his biceps with a towel. "Woh, I wanted to relax my body after a long day. So..."
I was dazzled by his body. It was too sexy for his own good. I took a deep breath when I felt something tingling in between my thighs.
"Sugandha...??" He said and I landed into reality at his voice.
"J...ji, the rice is ready. You have your seat." I exclaimed.
He hummed in return and I was about to remove the lid, but it burnt my finger and I hissed in pain.
I felt him holding my hand and he blew the air at my finger. I was amazed by his actions, he was so gentle. I never thought he'd be so concerned for me.
But I then watched his expression turn into confusion. "Sugandha, what are these small injuries?" He asked.
My heart started beating fast at his question, I was contemplating whether to tell him the truth or... Lie. I just didn't want to create any more problems in this house because of me.
"W...woh, we made some pickles today. And, I accidentally cut myself." I murmured lowly.
I gulped when I didn't hear anything from him. I hope he doesn't catch my lie this time.
"You could've refused. Either me or my brother would've done it. I don't understand why you meddle in everything. Now sit!" His voice was a mix of concern and anger.
I obediently sat down. I watched him apply turmeric to my wounds and I let out a moan of pain.
"If you do anymore of this dangerous work again... then you'll see my anger, Understood??" He spoke in a stern tone.
I nodded my head continuously while blinking my eyes innocently.
I watched him sigh and he placed his own food on the plate. "Rudra ji, I'll do--"
His gaze was enough to halt my words. He then sat next to me and offered a morsel. I was stunned by his thoughtfulness.
"Will you open your mouth or just sit like a monkey?" He said.
I pouted a little at his words but did open my mouth.... He fed me and I chewed down the food.
We both finished our dinner and returned back to our room. Today was a ride of too many emotions.
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