The more silent I am, the more dangerous I can be...

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"Mumma I am telling you to teach something to your mannerless nephew. I am going to break his head one day don't blame me then", Kimaya thundered walking downstairs with her phone in her hand.

"What did you do now?", her mother asked passing the cup of tea to Randhir with a soft smile to which he nodded with respect. His smile was always subjected to his wife.

"What do you mean, Mumma? I never do anything. It's always him and you don't even say anything to him. You say you don't make difference between your niece and nephews and me when you clearly are making difference now", she said pointing at her father who nodded.

"You always agree to whatever she said. She grew up alone that's why she doesn't know how to manage with siblings", her mother said making Kimaya huff sitting beside Randhir with crossed arm.

"I am not at all wrong. He is always just teasing me", she said searching for her cup of coffee in the tray.

"You have a problem with everybody. Who is left now?", her mother asked shaking her head.

"Where is my coffee?", She asked her mother who sipped on her tea patiently.

"Make yourself. You are not a guest here", her mother said making her pout looking at her grandmother who just sighed.

"Ashwini, why do you always have to tease her? You know how she is?", her grandmother interjected.

"Spoil her more. You only would get into a problem. Do whatever you want", her mother said making Kimaya breathe out her anger.

"I'll make myself", she said walking to the kitchen.

"Good girl", her mother spoke making her look at her grandmother.

"Ashwini", her grandmother said strictly making her mother silent.

"Learn something from Randhir Ji, Kimaya. He is always so patient and silent", her mother said passing some sweets to her dear son-in-law.

"That is because it's his in-law's house", Kimaya spoke.

"Mumma, I come here so rarely. I command some respect", Kimaya spoke coming back with her coffee.

"Respect and you? Do you want a slap?", her mother asked making Kimaya pout.

"You know it's a law to not slap your kids. I am a well-known citizen of India. You shouldn't irritate me", Kimaya said making her mother gasp.

"Mummy, you heard what she said? See how long is her tongue", her mother said as Kimaya finally smiled triumphantly.

"You forgot to add sharp when you were describing my tongue", Kimaya said when her mother threw a pillow at her which she easily dodged.

"I always tell you guys. You are so blessed to have a special child like me. I mean look at me. God forgot to add problems in me. I am so cute. Right, Dadi?", she asked pointing at her grandmother who just shook her head.

"You never get tired of complimenting yourself", her grandmother spoke making her nod happily.

"Nobody else compliments me here. It's the only way I can save myself from doubting on my own specialties", she spoke as her mother shook her head.

"Randhir, you must be thinking. What kind of cartoon character we married you too", her mother asked looking at the hopeless case of her daughter. Randhir looked at his wife who was looking back with her innocent eyes waiting for his reply.

"I never saw her this lively there", he said. Kimaya blinked a few times trying to register his words. Of course, she was lively but yes he was right. She was nowhere in this energy. She felt so energetic at her place.

"Forget that what are you wearing on the mehndi", her mother asked Kimaya who was too caught up in her husband's eyes.

"Yes? What?", she asked her voice softer than before making her mother raise her eyebrows at the sudden change.

"What are you wearing in mehndi?", her mother asked making her think for a while.

"The green gown maybe", she said making her mother nod.

"Get ready quickly you both need to go as well", her mother said as she nodded before walking to her room followed by Randhir.

"Aap kya karenge waha"

"What are you going to do there?", she asked getting her clothes out.

"Kimaya, I am invited with you there. And also I am not going to stay there. I'll drop then will leave for my farmhouse. I couldn't sleep properly last night", he raised his issue. 

She was not going to question him about that. Of course, he was not comfortable sleeping on her bed. She couldn't deny the fact that he belonged to a well-known family. He was not habitual of sleeping on hard mattresses. He was habitual of sleeping on soft mattresses which are certified by his doctors.

"You need a back massage", she asked walking to him. He looked so tired. She moved her fingers on his shoulder massaging his nerves making him sigh. She pushed back his curly hair falling on his forehead.

"You are busy", he stated making her sigh. She made him look up at her.

"You are here for me leaving your business meetings and everything. I am nowhere as busy as you", she told him.

"And you need a haircut because you look too handsome with this messy hair", she whispered making him smile.

 "Don't you want your husband to be handsome?", he asked as she pouted before looking at the door.

"You locked the door, right?", she asked as he nodded. She sighed sitting in his lap wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You saw that guy with Disha that day. I would never ever agree to get married to such a guy. What kind of monkey was he? Dancing on her fingers. I mean what is the adventure in life if the boy is not having his voice. Then he is a lawyer. What kind of lawyer thing does he do? I don't understand. He was not even able to spell a single word correctly in front of Disha and she was blushing saying that it was her effect on him. Bloody hell effect. I was so irritated with that guy in the car passing those irritating smiles to me. I wanted to buy a beer bottle and break it on his head that was the intensity of my irritation at that moment", she whispered rolling her eyes at times.

"You don't have to marry him then why do you care? You are already married to me", he said making her sigh.

"I wanted to let out everything from so long. If I start telling my mother, she would tell everything to Disha's mother, and then I'll be the bad person. My mother should keep some things in her tummy", she said shaking her head.

"You can't hold things yourself in your little tummy", he made her remember which made her glare at him.

"I share my things with the people who are close to me. You should be happy that I speak this much. I can never keep a secret from you", She made him remember. He caressed her cheek.

"Can I come with you to your farmhouse?", she asked suddenly making him frown.

"You don't want to stay with your cousins?", he asked as she sighed.

"Mumma is right somewhere. I am not comfortable with many people around me. You know me very well how irritated I get easily. Already they consider me as a spoiled brat if I did something useless they would start speaking more. I just want to leave after Mehendi", she told him.

"You are nothing like a spoiled brat", he stated making her smile brightly.

"When you smile, a weird dimple forms on your left side of the cheek near your chin", he stated making her sigh.

"Happy realization", she said in a chirpy voice.

"Alright I would pick you up as soon as you are done", he told her as she nodded.

"I would get my mehndi done quickly so that I can remove it while coming. You know the saying to not apply mehndi at night. It calls negative spirits", she told him as he shook his head.

"You believe them?", he asked as she nodded.

"We should believe in a few things. We are not asked to pay anything maybe there are things in the world we are unaware of", she spoke as he nodded.

"Fine, my lioness", he stated making her smile adorably at him.

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He called her to come outside. He continued waiting for her outside looking at the narrow streets which surrounded him. He considered these ways too confusing. He leaned back waiting for his beauty to come back.

He heard twice knocking on the windowpane of another side which made him open the door immediately as he heard the familiar anklet and bangles voice.

He turned to his wife when he heard the door closing.

"What's wrong", he asked clearly seeing the redness on her cheek. She just shook her head trying to cover her face with her hair wearing her seat belt.

"Maya, look at me", he instructed making her look at him cupping her face.

"I am fine", she whispered as if telling herself.

"Maya", he called again holding her elbow making her wince. He frowned as his eyes went to her elbow which had reddish finger marks. He stared at the marks blankly as she took a deep breath trying to control her emotion when a whimper escaped her lips and soon tears started falling down her eyes.

"Who did this?", he stated with gritted teeth.

"Maya", he called harshly making her look at him.

"Who did this, Maya? I am asking one last time. Tell me now if you don't want me to rip every single man apart there", he dared her as she stared at him with a flushed face.

"You don't have to", she tried to make him understand.

"Maya", he asked in a louder voice making her more scared.

"Kashyap", she whispered in fear when his hold around her increased.

His hold loosen up around her as he got down from the car. Her eyes widened as she followed him. Some of his men followed him while some stayed near the car.

He walked in the direction from where his wife came only to come across a house decorated with flowers and light.

He got inside the house when Kimaya held his wrist. He looked down at her as she shook her head.

"Please chaliye"

"Let's leave", she pleaded as he stared at her with fire in his eyes.

"Who is he?", he asked. She tried to speak when he glared at her. She pointed at a certain guy outside the house making him see red.

He walked to the guy who was busy smoking outside the house with his friends.

She followed closing behind trying to calm his anger.

"Do you really want to marry her?", his friend asked as they came out of the house.

"I did actually. She is beautiful and hot why won't I like such kind of girl for myself as my bride", Kashyap stated.

"You wanted to marry her just because she is hot?", his friend asked making him smirk.

"What else is important?", Kashyap stated only to feel a blow on his face which made him fall down on the floor.

"What the...", he was speaking when he stopped looking at the strong man in front of him.

"Please, stop", Kimaya tried to stop her husband who lost his calm after years.

Hearing the commotion, the other family came outside finding Kimaya's husband brutally hitting Disha's cousin.

"What the hell is he doing?", Disha spoke angrily looking at Randhir.

At last, Randhir pushed him to the floor looking at him with the same calm and blank face.

"Touch what is mine again and I would make sure you are not able to touch anything again", he told her before holding his wife's hand.

"What happened?", Shivani asked herself scared of the angry young man in front of her.

Kimaya showed her elbow to Shivani making her gasp.

"Kashyap, I thought you were over her a long time ago", Shivani said reaching to Kashyap who was wincing from time to time.

"Shivani", she heard Kimaya which made her turn to the girl whose skin was looking paler than ever with the redness evident on her cheek. Her eyes stated only one fact, betrayal.

"No, Kimi. I didn't mean it that way", Shivani tried to justify only for Kimaya to show her hand to her sister indicating she was in no condition to listen to anything. Shivani's eyes went to Randhir who was silent all the while and she knew what blunder she did.

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Why do you think Shivani is that scared of Randhir? An angry Randhir is scary but that is just a cent of his anger.

I do feel a lot better now thanks to your prayers and again here is the update.

Do you think Shivani is at fault for not sharing Kashyap's feelings with Kimaya?

Till Next Time...