NISHITA'S POV:

I found myself seated across from lakshya bhai , a man whose presence exuded an air of confidence and authority that commanded attention. Though he had been introduced to me as Abhiraj's colleague, there was something in the way he carried himself, a subtle shift in his demeanor, that hinted at a deeper connection between them, one that went beyond the confines of a professional relationship. Well we can say that both carry this aura.

in the veranda , I found his demeanor exuding warmth and understanding. Yet, there was an unspoken tension in the air, a subtle undercurrent of concern that lingered beneath the surface of our conversation.

"Bhabhi ma," Lakshya bhai began, his voice gentle but hesitant, "I know things have been strained between you and bhai sa , I know that this marriage is sudden and forced, but I want you to know that he cares deeply for you. What happened yesterday... it was a moment of weakness, a lapse in judgment. But deep down, Abhiraj is a good man, one who would do anything to protect you."

His words were carefully chosen, as if tiptoeing around a delicate topic, and I couldn't help but sense a reluctance in his voice. Lakshya bhai's  attempt to reassure me was appreciated, yet there was a lingering doubt that lingered in the back of my mind.

"Bhai sa , I value your perspective," I replied, my voice tinged with uncertainty. "But I can't help but feel that Abhiraj is hiding something from me, something that he believes will bring me harm."

Lakshya bhai nodded slowly, his expression thoughtful. "I understand your concerns, bhabhi ma . Bhai sa is... a complex man. He carries burdens that few can comprehend, and sometimes his actions may seem inexplicable. But I believe that he is simply trying to protect you, in his own way."

His words were vague, hinting at truths left unspoken, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration at the lack of clarity in his explanation. Though I appreciated bhai's attempt to justify Abhiraj's actions, there was a part of me that longed for answers, for a deeper understanding of the man I had married.

"Bhai , I want to trust Abhiraj," I said, my voice tinged with vulnerability. "But I can't shake the feeling that he's keeping something from me, something important. And until I know the truth, I can't help but feel that our relationship will remain clouded by doubt and uncertainty."

Lakshya bhai's gaze softened with empathy as he reached out to grasp his leg which was bouncing continuously, like he was nervous, "bhabhi, I understand your concerns. And though I may not have all the answers, please know that I am here for you, whenever you need someone to talk to or whenever you want to justify him."

As he rose from his seat and made his way to the dining room, a sense of unease settled over me like a heavy shroud. Though I appreciated Lakshya bhai's attempt to offer reassurance, there was a lingering doubt in my mind that refused to be silenced. And as I watched him go, I couldn't help but wonder what secrets lay hidden beneath the surface of Abhiraj's carefully constructed facade, and what role Lakshya might play in unraveling the tangled web of deceit and deception that surrounded us.

What could make him feel that he can  bring me danger,  he is just a project manager , the way he spoke yesterday made me almost believe that he can bring upon danger to me but I stand true to my words , he is worth it,  I never regret marrying him , tough the circumstances were not what I imagined, we are married and I won't  doubt a pure bond like that or worse regret it. What are you hiding from me abhi????.
The morning sunlight filtered through the windows, painting the kitchen in a warm, golden glow as I made my way downstairs, the events of the previous day still weighing heavily on my mind. The tension between Abhiraj and me had cast a shadow over our home, and I longed for a way to bridge the gap that had formed between us, to find a path back to the easy camaraderie and affection that had once defined our relationship.

As I entered the kitchen, the scent of spices and seasonings greeted me, mingling with the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee. And there, standing at the stove, was Abhiraj, his back turned to me as he stirred a pot of bubbling upma, his movements confident and assured.

For a moment, I simply stood there, watching him work, a sense of awe and gratitude swelling within me at the sight of him. Despite the arguments and misunderstandings that had marred our relationship in recent days, there was a part of me that still marveled at the depth of his love and devotion, the lengths to which he would go to make amends for his mistakes.

As he turned to greet me, a warm smile spreading across his lips, I felt a flutter of anticipation in the pit of my stomach, a sense of hope stirring within me at the sight of the meal he had prepared for us. For though I knew that a simple breakfast could not erase the hurt and resentment that lingered between us, I also knew that it was a gesture of reconciliation, a symbol of his desire to mend the rift that had formed between us.

Abhiraj said, his voice soft and gentle as he set a tray laden with food on the table before me. "I hope you're hungry."

I returned his smile with one of my own, a sense of gratitude welling within me as I took in the sight of the meal he had prepared. The upma was a deep, rich shade of black, its surface glistening with a sheen of oil and spices, while the green salad was a vibrant riot of colors and textures, a testament to the bounty of nature.

As I took my seat at the table, Abhiraj poured me a cup of coffee. "Try it," he said, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "It's supposed to have best the flavor."

Lakshya bhai came and asked "I hope I'm not intruding."
"Not at all," I replied, with a genuine smile onto my lips , he kinda gives me those big brother vibes. I knew he made a roundup of the house to give us our privacy which I have thanked him mentally. We shared an knowing glance at each other , no matter how horrible these are we are going to eat it for him, it's his first time cooking after all

With a sense of curiosity, I took a sip of the coffee, the rich, earthy flavor mingling with the subtle tang of salt on my tongue which made it taste utterly disgusting . And to my surprise, I found myself acting like he was right – the salt seemed to heighten the flavors of the brew, adding a depth and complexity that I had never experienced before.the tension that had hung between us like a heavy cloud began to dissipate, replaced by an easy camaraderie and a sense of warmth and affection. And though we spoke little, there was a comfort in the silence that stretched between us, a sense of understanding and acceptance that needed no words to expreress.

For in that moment, as we sat together in the quiet of our home, surrounded by the warmth and love that filled the air, I felt a sense of peace settle over me like a comforting blanket. Despite the challenges and uncertainties that lay ahead, I knew that I was blessed to have Abhiraj by my side, a man whose love and devotion knew no bounds, a man who would go to any lengths to make me happy.

And as I looked into his eyes, I knew that no matter what trials and tribulations awaited us on the road ahead, we would face them together, united in body and spirit by the bonds of love and reconciliation that had brought us back together once more. For in his arms, I had found my home, my sanctuary, my place of refuge from the storms of life, and for that, I was eternally grateful.

But despite all this I can't let him eat this , no offense but only me and lakshya bhai can eat this but what suprises me is that I can barely let that sip of salt cofee down my throat with a neutral face yet  bhai seems to enjoy it with the instead tears in his eyes ,what is wrong with him and hey you can't judge me , I love my husband but my taste buds unfortunately work very well.

Lakshya: ran.. bhai sa , I have some work I will serve myself and have my breakfast in my room.

Abhiraj:Ok

God , lakshya bhai is such a traitor , how can he do that to me , he happily left me alone😔😔

Abhiraj:So ishu how is it ???

Nishita:It's nice , thanks I had this terrible headache. 😅

Abhiraj:Really let me taste

Nishita: 😳no , no , no!!!! You made for me let me make something for you

I knew we fought  but atleast one of us should stay healthy to treat the other one pati dev