Diya PoV:
“Thank you, dad. Mom and dad, this is Ala, your would-be daughter in law. We both don’t have parents. I hope you both will attend my marriage as my parents. Shourya and Diya, you are good friends to me forever. I am heartfully inviting you all to attend my marriage as my family,” Ranveer said.
“Ranveer, we will surely attend your marriage. Never say that you have no one when you have us as your parents,” mom said with a smile.
“Diya, go and bring vermilion for Ala. She came for the first time to our home,” mom said to me.
I went to pooja mandir (prayer room) and brought vermilion, sari, and bangles in a plate for Ala as per the custom. Mom gave that plate to Ala.
“Mom, this is not necessary,” Ranveer said, and Ala hesitated to take.
“Ranveer, I am giving this to my daughter in law. You have no right to say no,” mom said seriously.
I noticed Ala looking at Ranveer, and he nodded. Ala took the gift and blessings. Ala hugged me before leaving and asked me to attend their marriage for sure. I looked at Shourya. He left to room without saying anything. They both left inviting all of us one more time to their wedding. I went to my room only to find my husband in full rage. I went and hugged him from back to cool him.
“No need, leave me,” he shouted.
“Why should I leave my husband? Who are you to say to leave my most loving husband? I love him so much,” I said, kissing him on his back.
“You never leave any chance to cool me, Diya,” he said, turning towards me.
“So why are you angry with me when I didn’t do anything?”
“No, I am not angry at you. I am angry at Ranveer. Are you attending his marriage?” He asked me.
“Maybe, but only if you agree,” I said, keeping my hands on his chest playing.
“You can attend if you want. I don’t like Ranveer’s activities. So, I won’t attend. But you no need to leave your friendships for me. You can do what you like rather than compromising for me.”
“My husband is so sweet,” I said, smiling.
“Do you realize it just now? So now give him his gift, and then he will leave to the office,” he said, pulling me near to him.
“Shourya, anyone may see. Our room door is open,” I said, blushing.
“That’s why make it fast. I will leave for the office,” Shourya said.
I gave a kiss to his temple.
“Hmm, is this a kiss?”
“After returning home in the evening, I will give the kiss which you want. For now, this is enough. Come, let’s go. Drop me at the office,” I said, taking my mobile and handbag.
He dropped me at the office.
“Should I pick you in the evening, or will you come by yourself?” He said
My friend invited me to her birthday. So, I may be late. Shall I go or?”
I looked at him.
“Ok, then I no need to pick you, right? Anyway, be careful. Call me if you need me to pick you after-party or anything necessary,” he said and drove off from there.
I wonder seeing Shourya’s nature. He gave me full freedom. I didn’t find even a single thing that changed in my life after marriage except my life becoming happier with the love of Shourya, mom, and dad.
In the evening, I went to a nightclub with my friends as my colleague is giving a party there. This is the first time I visited a night club. I never accepted invitations from any colleagues for the party until today. Today she is my best friend, and I have no option except to accept her invitation. When I told Shourya that I was going to a party, I didn’t know that party is at a nightclub. I thought she would have a party at her home, bakery, or any function hall. What would Shourya think if he sees me here that too in this one-piece dress which reveals much of my skin? This girl forced me to wear this. I hope Shourya won’t see me here in this dress. God, please be my side and let my Shourya never know this.
My friends pulled me to dance, and I was going with the flow unknowingly. My other colleague gave a drink to me, which I had in a gulp.
Shourya PoV:
Diya messaged me, saying that she will return home by 10 pm. Mom asked me about Diya, and I lied to her that she went somewhere for a string operation. Mom is very understanding, but I still don’t know whether she takes it lite or not if she comes to know that Diya went for a night party.
It’s midnight now, and still, Diya didn’t return home. I called her many times to know how is she. She is a famous journalist who has many enemies. Her life is always at risk because of the string operations she did till now. Minute by minute, my heartbeat started increasing as I am worried about her safety. She didn’t reply atleast to one of my messages. Is she fine?
I got a call from my team that the criminal in a drugs case for whom we are searching is in a night club now. I immediately ordered my team to reach that night club, and I, too, went there. I went inside and fired bullets in the air to alert the public and stop the music. I found girls and boys taking drugs and alcohol. I pity these boys and girls who are spoiling their life by themselves.
We checked the entire night club and caught the criminal. I am about to leave but stopped seeing an unbelievable scene there. I saw Diya in a one-piece dress, which reveals her thighs and breast valley too. She was completely a mess. I saw her dancing with a boy who held her waist, and she is not in her control. I think she was drunk. He tried to misbehave with her. He tried to bury his head in her neck and shut, what the hell it is to see my wife in this situation. Diya tried to get rid of his grip, but unfortunately, as she was drunk, she could not escape from his grip.
I controlled my anger and went to her.
“Diya,” I called
She looked at me and touched my shirt, and encircled her hands on my neck.
“When didd yoooou commmee heeerre?” She has spoken in a drunken style.
Thank God, she recognized me though she is unstable. I didn’t answer her, and at once, I lifted her in my arms, pushing that person away. He tried to stop me, and I threatened him showing my revolver. I heard someone telling him that I am Diya’s husband.
“Leaaave meeee, I wannntt toooo daaance” she said, hitting me with her hands when I made her sit in my vehicle.
“Shut up,” I yelled at her.
I took her home and removed her sandals, a chain, a bracelet. I made her sleep on the bed. I covered her with a blanket, and then I too laid beside her. I didn’t sleep the whole night properly listening to her blabbering in an unconscious state. I woke up early and waited for her to wake up. Today, she is going to see another Shourya in me whom she never noticed until now.