Shourya PoV:
Damn it. What happened to this girl? Why is Diya so stubborn to leave me? I hurt her, but I apologized to her. I didn’t mean to behave in that way with her.
Diya said that I disrespected her. But no, I always respect her and her feelings. She can see a friend in Ranveer but not the hidden criminal in him. I never thought that my best friend would become my enemy one day, and I will be fighting with my love just because of him. Why did you change to this extent, Ranveer? How can you forget humanity and the value of human life?
Diya is fighting with me for you, saying that you are her best friend. Aren’t you best friend to me too? I love both of you – one as the best friend and one as my love for a lifetime. But, today, I became an enemy to both of you. Let me see, Ranveer, one day you people will understand me.
I went home late at night. Mom opened the door instead of Diya. May be still Diya is angry at me. I went to the room, and she is working on a laptop. So, she is still awake but didn’t open the door for me. Maybe she doesn’t want to see my face. Anger started taking control of me, but I controlled it.
I washed my face and came out. Diya gave towel and night tracks to me to which I got shocked. What’s wrong with this girl?
“Dinner?” She asked, slowly bending her head.
“I am not hungry, Diya. I am so tired and want to take a rest,” I said and laid on the couch instead of the bed.
I didn’t want her to be uncomfortable if I sleep in the bed. Until her anger goes off, I decided to sleep on the couch without creating trouble for her. Within a few minutes, I noticed her switching off the lights. Maybe she is sleeping too. I miss you, Diya. Why don’t you give me a chance to explain the reason behind my anger? I slept thinking about her.
In the morning, I woke up and got down. To my shock, I found Diya sleeping on the bare floor beside the couch shivering. God, is she mad? Why did she sleep on the floor when I slept on the sofa to make her sleep comfortably. I immediately took her into my arms and made her sleep on the bed.
Diya’s body is burning with high temperature. Her hands and feet were cold like ice. My heart skipped seeing her like that. I called the doctor immediately and rubbed her hands and feet to give her warmth. The doctor gave an injection and left. After some time, she came into consciousness.
“Mom, bring hot milk for Diya,” I shouted.
Mom gave milk, and I made her drink by holding her with my hand. She took milk, and I gave a tablet to her. I made her sleep on the bed and got up to go as she didn’t like my presence near her. However, I can’t leave her in this situation. At the same time, I didn’t want her to get stressed seeing me when she is unwell. It hurts a lot. But, she held my hand. I looked at her. Her eyes filled with tears. I felt to wipe her tears, but as I can’t predict her reaction, I clutched my fist and stayed without any reaction.
“I am sorry, Shourya. Please forgive me for my yesterday’s behaviour,” Diya said slowly.
What? Is she asking sorry for me? I sat beside her.
“It’s ok, Diya. I shouldn’t have behaved like that with you. I am sorry too,” I said, and she leaned on my shoulder.
“Yesterday when you left, I felt lonely. I went to the office cancelling my leave. There my colleagues appreciated you and said how you dealt with childrens’ case and how Ranveer tried his best to help criminals. Only then I understood reason behind your anger. As I am staying at home, I spent my time in talking to mom and other works and didn’t watch TV. So, I didn’t know this news,” she said innocently.
“No problem, sweet heart. Misunderstandings are common between any couple in the initial days of their marriage as they don’t know much about each other. It takes time for both to understand each other,” I said in a soft voice.
“What were you doing on bare cold floor?”
“As you didn’t sleep on bed because of anger at me, I punished myself sleeping on floor whole night for hurting you.”
“Are you mad, Diya? Did I ask you to do so? You really hurt me now by being careless about yourself again. This is the reason I punished you the last time. You still didn’t change. Now you will be working hard again,” I shouted at her.
“Sorry, husband ji, please forgive your wife. She will give a sweet kiss as a return gift,” she said, pouting and mocking kid, making me smile.
“You,” I said and hugged her tight.
“Please don’t do it again. At least for me, take care of yourself. Yesterday I thought you were angry at me, so I slept on couch, Diya. I can’t be angry at you for a long time,” I said, and she kissed me on my cheek.
“Once again I am so sorry. I never misunderstand you like this. I never say that I will leave ever after,” Diya said, holding her ears.
“Don’t be sorry anymore. Leave it. Let’s forget it. Take rest, you are not well. Sleep now,” I said, making Diya sleep.
“I love you,” Diya said.
“I love you, baby,” I said and kissed on her forehead.
“I want to sleep in your lap,” Diya said, and I made her sleep on my lap.
Thank God, I am happy that my Diya understood me and forgave me for my rudeness. I love her and her innocence. She is as angry as me and as loving as me. She punished herself for hurting me. Because of that, she fell ill, and I didn’t like it. I want her to be so happy all the time.
I decided not to hurt my wife again for someone else. I shouldn’t fight with her for others. Let her invite Ranveer or anyone else to home as she wishes. I want her to be happy and feel that this is her house and family. Taking my angel into my arms makes me very happy.
Mom and dad gave a good lecture warning me not to hurt their daughter one more time. They ordered me to take her somewhere to make her happy and forget everything. Sure, I liked the idea of taking her to out of station for a few days. I thought to tease her, saying that we are going on a honeymoon. A smile appeared on my face imagining her reaction when I say this.