Shourya PoV:
“No problem. Don’t do it again. I trust you completely, Diya, and I expect the same trust from you too,” I said as softly as possible to her.
Why does she doubt me? Why can’t she trust me when I trust her completely? I never expected this from Diya. It hurts. It hurts a lot. What if I follow her and behave in this way? Will she be able to bear that? I can understand her possessiveness and jealousy, but I feel that she doubts me. I cannot shout at her to vent my pain or anger as I don’t want to see her tears. If I say one word seriously, her eyes will be ready to rain, so I controlled my anger at her.
Even now, she didn’t reply to my words. Is she not feeling that she was wrong to behave like that? Or is anything bothering her, which is forcing her trust in me to fade? I love her, and whatever it is, I should find it out and clear her doubts. But it’s a painful thing to know that our life partner is doubting us and giving clarification to it. How can a relationship sustain without trust?
I laid on the bed to sleep before I lose my patience with her stupid silence. Why can’t she say at least once that she trust me completely?
“Shourya, I… ”
“Good night, Diya. I am tired,” I said, covering myself entirely with a blanket.
“When we love someone so much, there will be a little fear in our heart that we may lose them, or someone may snatch them from us. I am a bit insecure about you, Shourya. Because happiness won’t stay in my life for a long time,” she said slowly.
I uncovered the blanket from my face and looked at her.
“Ok, Diya, as your husband, I feel Is should understand your fears and insecurities. So I am leaving this issue here itself, including the words you said. But please don’t behave like this again. It hurts to know that my love, who is my wife, didn’t trust me. If you have any problem with my behavior or doubts in anything, ask frankly. Keeping doubts in mind create cracks in relationships. So talk to me, and let’s deal with the problem smoothly without hurting each other and creating a gap between us.”
She nodded.
“So, can I touch my wife now with your permission?” I said, smiling.
“Who am I to permit you. She is your wife, and it’s your wish. After all, she is all yours.”
I took her into my arms, and she kissed me on my right cheek.
“Won’t you get angry with me anytime, Shourya?”
“No, never because I love my wife so much, which enables me to control my anger and behavior with you.”
“I love you, Shourya,” she said and slept cuddling me.
The next day she woke up and looked at me smiling.
“Good morning, my dear wife. Ala called you,” I said
“Good morning. Oh, today is their marriage,” Diya said.
“Is it so? Are you not going?”
“How can I attend his marriage when I knew he tried to kill my husband?”
“Diya, he didn’t try to kill me. He just shot me.”
“What’s the difference? Anyone will shoot a person only if they intend to kill.”
“Atleast for Ala, we need to go,” I said.
“Are you going to attend the marriage?”
“Yes.”
“Ok, I will get ready.”
Ala PoV:
Today is my marriage with Ranveer. I love him, but I can’t understand him. He is good to me, but to the world, he is a villain. Everyone hates him. Everyone says he is a criminal, murderer, womanizer, and corrupted politician. I never questioned him anytime, but for the first time, I questioned about shooting Shourya, his best friend. He didn’t answer me; instead, he yelled at me.
I left him, but he brought me back, saying he loves me. If he loves me, why can’t he share his intentions with me? I can’t bear anyone scolding him. As I love him and he is good to me, I should leave society and live happily with him, or should I question his actions?
“Ala,” I turned back to see Ranveer.
He starred at me for some time.
“You look so beautiful today, Ala. I love you,” Ranveer said and kissed me on the forehead.
I smiled at his first kiss. Though we are staying together for two years, he never touched me.
“Ala, I don’t know whether I am suitable for you or not. But you agreed to this marriage as we love each other. But before marriage, I want a promise from you.”
I looked at him.
“Promise me that you will never question my intentions nor interfere with my works. At home, it’s your wish to live however you prefer. Last time you asked the reason behind shooting Shourya. You should never do such things. You left home without informing me and refused to come to our home. I hate such stupid acts. If you become my wife, whatever happens between us must stay between us, and you should never leave the house. If you decide to leave the house, our relationship will come to an end.
One more thing, I can’t dedicate my life to the family. Wife and children are something about which I never imagined. I can’t assure you of a happy family with a husband and children because I don’t want children. I am there for you, and you are there for me. That’s it. My life and goals are different, and I won’t change my way for you.
If you expect a family and children, tell me now itself. I will cancel this marriage right now and will see a good match for you. I will get you married to the right person who will keep you happy. Let me know your decision. If you agree with all my conditions and accept me as I am, only then I would marry you,” Ranveer said, hurting me and breaking my dreams about marriage and life.
Should I agree to this marriage or refuse to marry? Should I tolerate his every action lifelong without questioning? Is that how a husband and wife relationship sustains? Definitely no. Love should be unconditional, but here he is, making marriage a conditional one. Should I agree to these conditions and live a life filled with full restrictions or cancel this marriage? If I cancel this marriage, is it possible for me to forget him?