Redeeming Love by Shikha Mishra (books for men to read .txt) 📗

“Do you both find this marriage a joke, or what? One does a fake marriage, another leaves without any sign." He shouts. “If you both want to end this marriage then end it perfectly. Don't ruin the family's reputation."

“This time we will definitely end it…..for good." I say with confidence. We are really destroying so many things.

“Your eyes are saying that you will but I am going to give you both, few days to think."He says sternly. I open my mouth to protest that we are sure but shut it down for an unknown reason.

“Where is vihaan? And how did you come to know that he is safe?" Bhai ask. My ears perk up in anticipation.

“I don't know where he is? The day he disappeared he called me and told me that he will be going somewhere for god knows how many days."

“But you always have someone following him, right?" Instantly I ask.

Where did he go?

“He asked me not to do that. His voice was very different that day, as if he was broken. And he has never talked to me in that tone. So I obliged…... I don't want to be nosy and all, but the reason behind him acting like that must be you and I don't want to know what happened that day, just remember to do what your heart desires."

What does my heart desire? Can I do what my heart wants? Will that make me a betrayer of myself?

“Okay uncle. We will be going now." I hear bhai say. Bhai takes my hand in his and pulls my hand in a sign to stand up. I oblige.

I bid goodbye to my uncle. I open the door but stop listening to my uncle say “By the way he mentioned that he will be going where he always wanted to spend his life….with his love." And at a lightning speed I turn back, my hand slipping away from bhai's hold, I run towards uncle and take him by surprise by hugging him tightly.

At first he was stiff but after a few minutes he reciprocated my action.

“I wish my son could give me these hugs." I hear him mumble. I don't say anything and hug him more tightly. “Why did you hug me suddenly?"

“Because you needed it." Saying that I part away from him. We leave.

“Send a chocolate cupcake with red sprinkles to Mr Malhotra." I say to his secretary. She nods her head.

“So that means vihaan is fine and here I was freaking out. Fucking bastard could have just disappear after informing everyone." Bhai grumbles as we were back to our house. My mind is just playing uncle's last word.

Vihaan is where he always wanted to be with his love.

As soon as we reach home, mummy and dad are beside me taking me in as if I will break if I walk by myself.

“You know I am totally fine." I say. My eyes fall on the balloons scattered all over the house. “What is all this?"

“A small celebration for your recovery." Mia says as she emerges from the kitchen holding a cake in her hand.

“Oh. Y'all didn't have to do all that." I mumble. Suddenly a balloon bursts. My head swipes towards the side to see bhai giving us a sheepish smile, his hands having the pieces of, bursted balloon.

“So let's cut the cake." Bhai announces. He pulls me towards the sofa, pushes me down making my butt fall on the soft and bouncy sofa. The cake is put before me, the plastic knife is thrust into my hand.

I lift my head and see everyone's face with a bright smile. I sign.

If you can't be happy Disha, make them happy by doing what will make them happy.

I glance at the white cake. I plunge the plastic knife through the white cake. I pull out the piece to see the inner side is colourful. Getting up I give the first bite to dad, then mummy, then Mia and then bhai. After cake cutting Bhai took me towards the dining table.

The dining table is full with different cuisines as if I have come to a buffet. 

“This is way too much." I say.

“No it's not. Sit, we will serve you." And the very next second my plate is full with different dishes. We all start eating. After dinner I bid them good night and dart towards my room.

I stand before the mirror and glance at myself. And I look like a mess.

Are you where I think you are, vihaan? 

Shaking my head I go to freshen up. As soon as the lukewarm water slides on my body, a sign of relief escapes my lips. My eyes close as the warm water creates a drape of water in front of my eyes. I tilt my head up and let the water drop to my face. Goosebumps erupt on my body as a sudden gush of air hits my warm body.

I lather my body with soap. The smell of lavender soap surrounds me. After scrubbing my body, removing all the dirt I washed it away. 

I open my laptop and book a plane ticket for tomorrow's early morning.

I know where you are vihaan and I am coming for you.

I lay down. After tossing for hours, sleep takes me in her arms. 

I wake up on my own. My head turns to the side to check the time.

There is still one hour before the alarm goes off.

I pad towards the bathroom. I take a long bath and wash my hair. I apply lotion all over my body. I wear my undergarments and come out of the room. Opening the cupboard, I chose a white bralette, black joggers and black jockey hoodie. I wear it one by one. I leave the jockey jacket open. 

The necklace with his ring in it, hanging on my bare neck. I put black rings on my pinky and thumb. Grabbing the white sneakers, I put it on. I grab a duffel bag and put a few essentials of mine. Grabbing my phone I leave my room.

I reach downstairs to see mummy in the kitchen making breakfast. I put the bag in a corner. She turns, listening to my footsteps. A spatula in her hand.

“Oh….Disha….are you going somewhere?" She ask. Her head tilted slightly.

“Um about that….I had to tell you all about something." I say. As in on cue I hear footsteps. I turn and see bhai and dad coming downstairs while having a very serious conversation. Mia behind them, with my cute nephew in her hand.