Our journey from engagement to marriage by Shipra Saini (animal farm read .txt) 📗

The confession of love

Sid's point of view

Only I know how house felt lonely without Preeti, or I could say how my heart felt restless without seeing her. All day my eyes stick to the clock and when it's 7.00 p.m I became restless so I decided to call her. First she didn't pick then I called her again but she didn't pick this time also. I checked my phone if I didn't call wrong no. But I dialled right no. So I call her again and this time she picked. I was mesmerized to listen her angelic voice. I felt like someone playing a melodic song in her voice.

She informed that it would take her one hour. So after one hour I reached to her office. But when I reached I was shocked to seeing the seen in front of my eyes. Tears are continuously streaming out from Preeti's eyes. Her eyes are blood shot red and puffy due to weeping. Her all face was red and a girl in front of her abusing her and no one was stopping her.

It's already 9.00 PM when we both reached home. I came to my room and put car keys on bed side table and sigh deeply to calm myself. I look at my right hand which I was hurt and saw her piece of dupatta which she used as a bandage to wrap around my wound and my heart felt warmth to looking at it. She cared for me a lot that she defended me in front of everyone instead of herself.

How a beautiful day turned into a sorrowful. My heart ache to see her standing there alone with teary eyes.

I closed my eyes and take a deep breath to calm myself but fail to do. I sit on bed and take my guitar and started playing my favorite tune. My fingers starting play with guitar wires. When I was angry or disturb I play guitar to calm myself.

I promised myself to protect Preeti from any harm and from this cruel world but today I fail. When I saw her teary eyes I felt someone ripped my heart from my body.

'No sir I'm telling the truth. She spreads her leg in front of everyone to get her job and I saw..'

I closed my eyes not wanted to remember again. I fiseted my hand in anger and my jaw clenched. Even today music can't helping to calm me. I put the guitar aside and walked to the window.

I put my both hand on railing and leaned on it. I look at the full moon and many thoughts running in my mind.

I felt like I fail to protect Preeti. That girl was about to slap Preeti. What happened if I didn't come in right time. She might slap her. Preeti is one of the girl who care for others, who always thinks about others happiness before herself then why she got hurt today. Why she had to listen those abusive words about her.

I love Preeti. I don't know since when but I love her deeply and insanely and I wanted to protect her. I will burn this world and destroy everything if something happen to her, my love.

I never felt like this before, this much protectiveness and possessiveness. She is the one who succeed to take my heart. My heart only beats for her. My every breath is only belongs to her.

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Preeti 's point of view.

After taking a shower I changed into my fresh pair of black plane net anarkali and wore my dupatta on my neck.




 

I walked to down stairs and went to kitchen for cooking dinner.

I don't want to Siddharth see all that how I got insulted in my office, how Priyanka abus


 

ed me whenever she got a chance. Today she crossed the limit. She never said those words to me before. She called me a whore in front of everyone and that to be in front of Siddharth. Now what he thinks about me. I can understand why he is angry on me and I don't like this feeling.

A fresh tear escaped from my eyes and I wiped it immediately before anyone can see it.

"Preeti..." mummy call me.

"Yes, mummy.." I replied.

"How have you been so late in office?" Mummy asked my while taking out the plates from the dish rack.

"Today there was a lot of work in office due to festival. " I said while cutting the salad.

"Preeti... is everything okey?" Mummy asked me.

"Yes.. why do you ask?" I asked her.

"Nothing..just you look off today..." mummy asked me.

"I'm fine...It's just.. I'm tired due to work." I said not looking at her.

"Okey..if you said so." Mummy shrugged her shoulders.

"Isha anty....maa is calling you." Keerti said while walking inside the kitchen.

"Preeti...I have to go beta. Will you take care of food please." Mummy said and I nodded my head as yes in answer without looking at her and continue my work while thinking about him.

"Don't worry aunty... I'll help her." Keerti said while taking dishes from mummy's hand.

Mummy wash her hand and walk out from the kitchen. I heard the melodious music of guitar and I know who is this because Anshul doesn't know how to play guitar. Keerti stand beside me and start arranging the food.

"Bhayi always played guitar when he is angry or upset. Music calms his heart." She said. I turn my head and look at her and then turn my head again to my work.

"Bhabhi I know you guys fight and I'm not gonna ask you why." Keerti said while looking at me.

I turned my head and looked at her concern fill eyes.

"Keerti I'm sorry. He let out his anger on you." I whispered looking at her apologetically.

"Relax bhabhi.... I used to it and he is my brother he has full right to shout on me but he don't have a right to get angry to his beautiful wife." She said with a cheeky smile.

I lowered down my eyelashes while blushing on her comment.

"Give him some time. He will be fine and I'm not gonna leave him so easily to snapped at me." She said giving me her 32 teeth smile.

I smiled back to her but deep down my heart crave for him.

We both walk to the dinning table with food in our hand. Everyone is present at the dinning table except him. I felt ach in my heart not seeing him here. I can understand that he is angry on me but Why he is letting out all his anger on food.

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