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"No, we did. Sharad did it, right?" Mum turned to look at my dad who looked confused.
"I thought you told her," he frowned at her making her mirror it.
"I was busy with the preparation, I thought you did it," my mom spoke in an accusing tone.
"I was busy with the decorations and invitations..." My dad murmured as they both turned to look me. And to say I was scowling at both of them would be hilarious, all I was lacking was growling at them like a wolf. They thought the other informed me and let me mop around? No doubt, I turned up this way...
Aaryan snickered openly and shamelessly, earning a glare from me. Viaan smirked while Asha cleared her throat trying to hide her laughter.
"Anyway, what's done is done, let's get on with life," my mom clapped her hands as she started getting out the trays upon trays filled with food.
My parents were ecstatic as they gave Viaan so much of importance. My mom took out all the yummy treats that she had prepared, just to let Viaan have a bite. Not at all allowing me to even touch the dish. My dad served him while not at all staying still or stopping his mouth from saying whatever he was saying.
For a second, it looked like they had completely forgotten about me...
As if sensing my mood souring, Viaan turned to give me a roguish smile making me want to stab him in his eye with the fork I was using for the fruit bowl. Not only did he get his way, now he even got my parents on his side?
I huffed as I looked away. At the moment, I was jealous, very jealous of him getting all my parents' attention. Aaryan muffled a laugh as Asha grinned toothily at the scene before her. I knew it already... It was going to be a long day, alonglong day...
21. EKKIS
"Rynahdi! The house has left me speechless! It's marvelous!" Ritika ran into my room just to jump over the bed. Wait! I didsonot think this as my room!!!
I just huffed in annoyance as I looked at my mom who was emptying the contents of the boxes. Honestly speaking, those boxes were my little salvation, they contained all my private stuff, the stuff I had been preserving for a long time.
It had my first ever novel, my slam books of years and years that went back to my elementary school, then there were the presents given to me. They were a couple of creative artwork that my friends worked on. They weren't much compared to any expensive gifts, but they were closer to my heart. And then there were friendship bands, charm bracelets, my lucky t-shirt that now fit me like a cropped top and my stuffed doll, Sweety. She was such a beautiful doll, okay if you excluded the fact that she had lost one eye, her hair was all tangled and her light cream color had turned into coffee brown by laying in the dust for so long. She was pretty good, and she was my first ever doll.
My mom looked at me staring at Sweety and placed her hands over her hips, "I seriously contemplated to throw that trash away, you know?"
"Mom! How could you? Don't you feel your heart melt at her sight?" I replied horrified as I picked Sweety up and showed her pretty face to her.
"It actually gives me a fright," my mom countered.
"Hey! She is a pretty doll!" I exclaimed.
"More like your very own Annabelle doll," Ritika deadpanned as she continued to type something on her phone.
"Don't you dare say something about Sweety!" I threatened my sister pointedly before turning back to my mother, "anyway, what was all that about during brunch?"
"What?" My mom asked in bewilderment.
"Why did you guys treat Viaan like he was a king or something? You totally ignored me!"
She looked at me pointedly, "of course we will treat him like that, he's your husband after all and you are really lucky that Viaan married you, saving you from being stuck with Mr. Surya Kanth Nath." She continued to unpack the boxes.
"Lucky my ass. He had to do it because it was all his fault after all," I grumbled to myself. Either my mom didn't hear what I grumbled or she just chose to ignore it, anyway she continued to work in silence, leaving my idle mind to wander. My thoughts reeled back to what Aaryan had said after the brunch.
Everyone had scattered around, my mother and Asha went about discussing the after-marriage rituals, my dad and Viaan headed towards the living room, Ritika had yet to return from the tour and I was left alone, if you excluded Aaryanwho was giving me a Cheshire cat smile, in the dining room. He looked like something was surely cooking up in that big head of his, another formula of his to entertain himself. With his hands placed under his chin and his fingers interlocked, he looked quite innocent but I knew him better, he was anything but that...
It was creepy, to be honest only by thinking about what might have been running in his mind. I could never understand his way of thinking, like ever!
And to say that he was my brother-in-law, kind of spooked me more.
Though I still don't get it why Viaan had married me...
God! Please have mercy on this sweet little girl of yours!
Living with these idiots, I would need a lot of patience, a hell lot of it!
