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The night turned into an early morning and Karan groaned in his sleep feeling some movements.

He didn't want to wake up, but felt her fingers running through his hair making him feel relaxed and sleepy all again.

"Umm"he muttered in his sleepy voice turning his face to the other side that he felt her fingers again making him smile and touch her hand over his hair.

Only dreams can be this beautiful!

"Karan"he heard her whisper near his ear causing goosebumps all over his skin in the morning itself.

He lazily opened his eyes when he felt her lips over his cheek warming his whole body with her soft lips.

A smile adorned his face looking at her sitting in front of him with a beautiful smile on her face leaning towards him, wearing a pink colour saree, in which he loves to see her.

He grabbed her arm and pulled her near making her cheeks to turn red and place her palm over his chest.

"You look ravishing babydoll"He commented causing her to raise her brows and lean towards him with a smirk.

"Do I?"She asked caressing her fingers over his face stopping at his lips and he groaned at her boldness.

"Yes"Saying he held her face and her lips parted in response making him lean forward to kiss her without wasting a second.

As soon as he leaned in and was about to touch her lips he startled all of sudden and opened his eyes in shock to find his wife sitting infront of him.

His freaking dream broke and he could feel the frustration.

His heart was beating loud and he could feel it.His breathing was high after realising he was dreaming.

"Tu..tum"He whispered not able to analyse anything.

"Kya hua? Itna ghabra kyu rahe ho?"She asked placing her hand over his arm that he jerked back in shock.

He scanned her and she was wearing the same pink saree exactly like he saw in his dream before sometime.

"Were you close to me?"He asked not understanding whether he was dreaming or was it happening really.

Was she trying to kiss me?

Were we about to kiss?

What the hell!

He groaned looking at her confused expressions.

"What?"Preeta deadpanned.

"Were you trying to kiss me?"He asked not to beat around the bush.He wanted to clear his mind.

"Tumhe aise kyu lagta hai?"She asked glaring at him.

"I think you were"He said sitting on the bed still in shock.How can she wear the same saree and that too sit infront of him.

Maybe it wasn't a dream.

Oh god!

He sighed feeling annoyed.

"Seriously? Mein tumhe uthane aayi hu and you are saying mein tumhe kiss kar rahi thi?"She glared at him.

"Nahi you were close to me, you were about to kiss me I know.Tum jhooth bol rahi ho"He said again confirming the saree and her look.She was looking exactly same.

"Oh god Karan.Mein bas tumhe utha rahi thi.If you want me to wake you up like that, I can do that too"She smirked at him that he narrowed his eyes at her.

"I don't want you to do anything.You can go I am up"He said correcting his hair in frustration and sighed heavily.

"Huhh, tumhare kapde rakha hai maine.And aaj sab time pe hoga.I have already prepared your breakfast"Preeta smiled wide feeling proud of herself and looked at him.

"Ohh"He raised his brows in surprise.He wanted her to wake up late again.But his plan failed and he wondered how did she managed to wake up early when he messed her mind in the midnight.

"I know tum kitna accha khana banati ho.Let me taste first tab bataunga"He twitched his lips that Preeta fumed listening to him.

"Meine accha hi banaya hai, agar tumhara taste buds kharab hai toh mein kya karu?"She yelled while he entered the bathroom.

He opened the door and glared at her before,

"Don't think you can manage everything"Saying he slammed the door causing Preeta to ignore his words and she walked out of the room to arrange food for his lunch box.

She had prepared idli for the breakfast.Today she woke up sharp at Four in the morning and arranged everything calmly.It was readymade so, didn't took more efforts from her to prepare the batter.She some how prepare the chutney and sambar for that watching a video and to her luck it tasted good making her feel happy.

Till she reached the downstairs Rakhi was up and entered the kitchen to see Preeta who was trying to knead the dough.

Preeta smiled nervously and looked at her mother-in-law with a sheepish smile.

Her saree was tucked in her waist and hair tied in a messy bun, few hair strands falling over her cheek disturbing her.But Preeta was busy in concentrating on her work more than her appearance.

"Tum saree mein comfortable nahi ho toh pehnna zaroori nhi hai Preeta.Chodo mein karti hu"Rakhi said that Preeta shook her head.

"Nahi, mein bana lungi aap jake baithiye.Meine already breakfast bhi bana liya hai.Taste karke dekhiye"Preeta said in excitement.

She didn't know why after preparing that   she was feeling happy and confident.She too can cook and she realised that.

"Woahh.Ye kya ha, itni jaldi sab sikh rahi ho.Surprising!"Rakhi said taking a bite of idli and shook her head.

"I must say you are a quick learner.Bohot accha banaya hai tumne.Mein bhi dekhti hu aaj Karan ko kaise pasand nahi aayega"Rakhi said causing Preeta to smile at her.

"Sach mein accha bana hai?"She asked eagerly.

"Sach mein bohot accha bana hai.Tasty"Rakhi smiled at her.

"Karan ke lunch keliye Chapati and alu sabzi bana rahi hu"Preeta said that Rakhi nodded.

"Accha.Tum ye banao mein sabzi banati hu"Rakhi said that Preeta stopped her.

"Nahi, Mein hi banaungi"Preeta interrupted.

"Arey.Itna sab kiya hai tumne.Mein utna toh kar sakti hu"Rakhi shook her head.

"Nahi ma.Karan keliye mein hi bnaungi sab"Saying she gulped not realising what she said.

"Ohh aisa kya.Kahi usne toh tumhe force nahi kiya sab karne keliye?"Rakhi asked in confusion.

"Ya fir aise kaha hai ki mom ka hath ka khana kha ke bore ho gaya hu abb tum banao"Rakhi asked raising her brows.

"No, aisa kuch nahi hai.Karan ne kuch nahi kaha hai.It's just me who wants to do for him"Preeta said and Rakhi chuckled at her expressions.

"Accha theek hai banao.aur Sanvi keliye bhi bana dena woh bhi box leke jayegi na"Rakhi said and Preeta looked at her.

She was only preparing for her husband, now why Sanvi?

"Hmm"Preeta simply nodded not knowing how to deny.

She was only for him, she was ready to do everything only for him.She was not a maid to do everyone's.

But soon realised Karan's words and sighed remembering his words.He had already mentioned her that their family is his preference and she should do everything.

"My bad"Cursing she calmed herself and placed the dough aside and washed her hands.

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Karan reached downstairs after half an hour and Preeta smiled looking at him all ready in his formals.Well she wondered why he didn't call her to knot a tie.

"Sit"She excitedly pulled the chair for him and Karan raised his brows before looking at her and sat.

It was only them and Preeta started to serve him.

"Ye sab tumne banaya hai?"He asked with wide eye.How can she prepare this much?

Idli? Chutney? Sambar?

That too early in the morning, he can believe it was his mom but how can she prepare when it was her first time.

"Ofcourse Karan.I woke up at 4 today.Meine sab aram se banaya hai, bohot time tha"She smiled sitting beside him.

He was speechless.For a moment he didn't know what to reply.It looked good and before he could think more he realised her hand infront of his mouth.

"Open your mouth"She said wanting to make him eat with her own hands.

"No, I have hands to eat on my own"He denied shaking his head.

"I know that.But I want to"She requested with puppy eyes.

"No"He denied again.

"Please, atleast ye ek toh Khao"She said knowing he was adamant.

"Kaha na I can eat on my own"He glared at her that Preeta fumed before pinching his arm causing him to open his mouth.

Taking the chance she held his chin and placed the bite in his mouth quickly.

"Preetaa"he groaned but chewed the food staring at her in anger.

"Sorry"She smiled sheepishly that he flared his nose at her.

"Tell me kaise banaye hai meine?"She asked with a hope in her eyes.

"Bakwas.Kuch bhi accha nahi bana hai"He said instantly breaking her hope that Preeta's face fell listening to him.

Does that mean her mother-in-law was trying to cheer her up and her own taste buds were bad that she found it good.

Why does he doesn't like food prepared by her?

"Tumhe pasand nahi aaya?"She asked gloomily.

"No, meine kaha hai ki tumhe banana nahi aata, but you being stubborn wants to do everything"He said taking a bite and controlled himself not to praise her cooking skills.

To be honest.She had prepared it good and it made him eat without wasting anything.

"Tum kuch bhi kaho mein banaungi hi and I will do everything for this month and you can't stop me"She said sadly.

If he wants to demotivate her then she was not ready to listen.She wants him at any cost and she will do whatever it takes.

"Your wish"Saying he stood up feeling his stomach full to wash his hands.

"Accha nahi bana hai keh kar khate ho"Preeta glared at his direction.

Karan narrowed his eyes at her and replied.

"Abb koi option nahi hai na isiliye"He shrugged his shoulder.

"Oh"Preeta raised her brows not understanding his intentions at all.

"Karan breakfast hua?"Rakhi came towards them.

"Ha mom"He replied.

"Tumhara lunch box"Saying Preeta walked toward the kitchen and packed his box.

Karan looked at her as she kept it in his bag along with a water bottle.He looked at her face and then looked away.

Don't fall to her silly actions.

"Bye"Preeta smiled at him.

"Bye mom, Sanvi"Saying he turned ignoring Preeta and walked away.

Whereas she pouted and ran behind him.

"Karan"She called stopping him.

"What?"He asked not looking at her.

"Bye, jaldi aana"She said this time hoping for a reply.

He looked at her standing in front of him.There was a charm on her face after their marriage and he could see that.The chain around her neck made her look different and on top of that her wearing Saree for him was something which he couldn't explain.

She looked breathtaking, but can he say that.Can he admire her like before?

Can he tell her that she was looking more beautiful after they were married? Can he show the love once he had for her? Can he praise her cooking skills like any other husband does for his wife?

No.

The answer was a big NO which almost immediately came from his heart and mind.

He can't do that all.He can't make her feel that they are a normal couple. Because they weren't.

He didn't know what her true intentions might be.He didn't know for what she married him.He can't trust her.And where there is no trust there can't be love or any relationship.

He took a deep breath before looking away from her and opened the door of the car to sit inside.

Preeta twitched her lips feeling sad and looked at his car which was away from her sight.

She walked inside and had breakfast with Rakhi and Sanvi silently.After that like Karan said she did every chore taking her time, slowly yet carefully not stressing herself more.

But it wasn't easy for a girl to do household work who haven't did anything before.She was trying and the main aim which was to gain his love, was making her do everything.

The day turned into night and Preeta was waiting for him while sitting in the living room with Rakhi and Sanvi.

She was calling him continuously but there was no response from him.Even she had called him in the afternoon when she felt like talking to him, but then also he had declined her calls.

If was already nine at night and she was done with her dinner.It was just they all were waiting for him.

"Sanvi dinner table pe rakh do, Karan aata hi hoga abhi"Rakhi said to Sanvi that she nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

"Mera phone kyu nahi uthata hai woh ma?"Preeta whined angrily, as he didn't pick her phone but his sister's and informed her that he was coming.

"Arey drive kar raha hoga Preeta.Tum tension mat lo, aa raha..."Rakhi was about to complete that they heard the car sound and realised that he had arrived.

Preeta instantly stood up and walked out.As soon as he parked the car and stepped out she stood blocking his way and glared at him while flaring her nose.

"Why don't you pick my calls?"She questioned furiously.

She was tensed.Can't he talk few words to her.

"Leave my way"He stated ignoring her words.

"Jab koi phone karta hai toh baat karne keliye karte hai..Why were you ignoring?"She further asked standing close to him.

"Preeta just move.I am tired"Saying he held her through shoulder and slightly pushed her aside to enter inside.

Preeta felt like bursting on him.But she controlled herself and ran behind him.

Karan was already near the stairs and she walked behind him quickly.

Before he could close the door of his room, she barged inside and looked at him angrily.

"What?"Karan groaned.

"Meine tumhe kitni baar call Kiya hai Karan.Ek baar bhi nahi uthaya tumne"She said being hurt.

"Kyu? Why should I pick?"He asked and Preeta looked at him.

"You should know that, you have a wife at home who wants to talk to you and is worried whenever you are late"Preeta said looking into his eyes.

"Oh come on.You are not my wife and don't even act like one"Karan said twitching his lips.

"Oh really?Toh kal raat tumne jo bhi kaha woh shayad mera sapna hoga..kyu?!"She chuckled reminding him when he mentioned her as his wife.

"Maybe"He replied talking his clothes from the wardrobe.

"Seriously Karan?"Preeta gasped at his response.

"If you are done, I want some peace"He said annoying her that Preeta caught his arm stopping him.

"No, I am not done.Why don't even consider my efforts Karan? Woh chodo.. at least mein jab call karu tab uthake baat bhi nahi kar sakte?"She asked gloomily.

"I won't be free to receive your calls and talk to you"He replied curtly.

"Oh, Tumhari behen ka call utha sakte ho lekin mera nahi..You are not busy to pick her's but mine"She said that Karan pointed his finger and shook his head at her.

"Don't.Don't even compare her with you.and yes! I will receive her's but not yours because she matters to me and you don't"He stated angrily yet directly that Preeta's heart started to ache listening to him.

"Toh I don't matter to you?"She asked, gulping her saliva and he looked at her.

"Of course you don't and ye kabhi expect bhi mat karna ki I will prioritise you over my sister or mom.You are no where near them, get that into your head"He said making her sad and Preeta controlled her emotions infront of him.

"And mein tumhare liye apna ghar chod ke aayi hu, dad ko chod ke aayi hu, tumne jo jo kaha woh sab kar rahi hu uska kyaa?"she asked emotionally.

"Oh hello! It's you who married me forcefully, aur ye decision bhi tumne hi liya hai.Meine pehle hi warn Kiya tha tumhe, but I can't help if you are stubborn"He said feeling angry at her.

She can't blame him after pulling the stunt.It was her who entered his life again when he wanted her away from him.

"I want to correct everything.I want you.I want to be your wife.I want to stay with you.Isilye accept Kiya hai sab, can't you understand?"She screamed a little feeling angry at him.

"Lower your voice and tum kya chahati ho na woh kabhi nahi hoga.Tum naam keliye meri wife ban sakti ho Preeta, but you can't make a place in my heart and home.You won't get anything from me"He said seriously that Preeta took a deep breath listening to him.

"We will see"Saying she was about to go not able to control her tears that he caught her wrist and pulled her back.

She gasped and placed her palm over his chest all of sudden to balance herself.Whereas he looked into her eyes and whispered.

"You will see"Saying he left her and Preeta saw him blankly as he entered the washroom and closed the door.

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