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"I give up!" I sank onto the sofa on the fourth day when Vikrant had literally run from the dining room leaving his breakfast incomplete on seeing me get down the stairs.
"So soon? I had hoped better from you, Mrs. Viaan. Tsk, such a disappointment," Aaryan teasingly shook his head like a disappointed grandpa.
"I swear, even Mount Everest would have taken pity on me and agreed to teach me dancing if I would have worked this hard. But Vikrant is a bigger cold rock than Mount Everest," I sighed loudly, closing my eyes.
"Really now? Is that how you think of the person who is going to be your mentor?" I snapped my eyes open and sat up straight just to come face to face with my eldest brother-in-law who had his hands crossed over his chest and an eyebrow raised in question.
"V-Vikrant, it was just a joke! You know me, right? How much of a jokester I am! I knew that you had a heart made up of gold. Right, Aaryan?" I forced a nervous chuckle before turning to find abent over the sofa and vibrating while punching the cushionAaryan. It didn't take a genius to understand that he was rolling on the sofa laughing.
Delivering a hard enough punch at Aaryan’s upper arm, I turned to Vikrant while Aaryan tried gaining control over his laughter as he spoke in a hoarse voice, "yes... Jokester that... She is."
And without any restraints, he burst out into another fit of laughter causing me to push him away.
Ignoring his youngest brother, Vikrant looked at me with a stern expression, "If I am doing this, I will do it by my rules. And you break any, find yourself another teacher. Be in the gym sharp at six, a second later, you will be penalized for it."
He immediately turned around to leave, making me quickly voice out the dilemma, "Six in the evening?"
Vikrant turned sideways to glance at me over his shoulder, "Six a.m, in the morning."
And just like that, he was off leaving me to gulp the suddenly formed knot in my throat.
"Rynah, Rynah, Rynah. The actual fun starts now," I swear I could hear Aaryan's smirk through his voice.
What had he got you into this time, Rynah?
And the answer to that question came as a bone-chilling cold shower in the bed. I had been drenched from top to bottom, wide awake and panting for air.
"What was that about?" I exclaimed lividly when I found the culprit behind my sleep being snatched. Vikrant kept the empty bucket down and directed a stern look towards me, "That was the alarm that you forgot to set. It's one past six. You are already late. You have ten minutes to change and come down to the gym to serve your penalty."
He walked out of the room leaving me gaping. I had only overcome my morning panics in the Raivardhan mansion which Vikrant didn’t seem to be happy about. So, he was giving me new reason to panic in the morning…
"Nine minutes thirty seconds. Twenty-nine. Twenty-eight," his voice faded but not my panic. Quickly casting a glance beside me to find an empty space, I rushed to the washroom to get ready. All the while thinking where Viaan had disappeared. We had sort of come to an agreement to divide the bed into two halves, his half and my half after the horse riding incident. Like the civilized husband and wife that we were, we now shared the bed, ignoring the fact that he still used to sleep in his bed every night after I would have succumbed to my slumber. And I didn't exactly have time to discuss the sleeping arrangements before that. Also ignoring the fact that he listened to me with amusement etched on his face as if I was dancing before him rather than discussing our sleeping arrangements.
But him not being on his side of the bed this early in the morning, kept me thinking about it.
Wow, Rynah! You have started worrying about your husband!My inner voice taunted, making me groan out loud.
Worry? No way! I was just curious about his whereabouts.I cleared it to my inner voice.
Getting ready as quickly as possible, I rushed down in my tank top and biker joggers. On the way, I found Viaan still in his nightwear talking over his laptop in some foreign language, inside the library. And the sound of another male's reply from the other side of the laptop made me release a breath I didn't even know I was holding.
Not worried? Really?The taunt of my inner voice made me roll my eyes.
I don't know where and why my internal monologue had been activated all of a sudden but I surely wasn't enjoying its company.
I jogged to stand before the door of the gym and took a deep breath before entering. Vikrant in his undershirt and tracks was standing by the speakers and looking at something over the tablet.
"You are ten minutes and fifteen seconds late," his words automatically made me glance at the clock on the wall to find that I was right on time. It was ten past six at the moment, I HAD made it in the stipulated time that he had granted me.
As if hearing my thoughts, he answered, "The time you took to freshen up was the penalty time. You missed ten minutes of your lesson. Tomorrow, be ready by six, not a second late. Now, come in and do twenty push-ups as a penalty."
I had my jaw dropped open at his words.
"Five more gets added after every ten seconds of you wasting my precious time, twenty-five now."
That was what had me running to the center of the room to do twenty-five push-ups...
I had had this feeling for the whole night that I wasn't requesting dance tutorials but rather a military training. And Vikrant was the perfect example of the reincarnation of Genghis Khan training his soldiers.
