Nihal pov
Past events and his experience of his marriage .
After the marriage life completely changes, specially when your honeymoon period is over, you start to see the difference and changes in your environment and person that you live with slowly changing that you never wanted.
In the first year of our marriage she naturally conceived without us taking notice off, or trying to have them in family pressure, we both were on cloud nine and my nervousness too, when we got the news of twins.
Gunu became sassier, more feisty, and sexier with the pregnancy, she tortured me thoroughly in this period and plus point craved to have sex more than she ever had making me mind blown with her mood swings, I truly enjoyed taking her tantrums, weird food craving, her making me stop our car at every stop she saw food and night went in massaging her aching body to me being rewarded with her mood to be intimate.
The crucial part of my life was her delivery, I had tears in my eyes watching her cry in agony and scream,she looked so confused and helpless and vulnerable the sole time I wish I could have the power to do something, cursing myself to make her pregnant.
As she held my hand while pushing the babies out I look at her crying badly, I vowed that day to the woman laying there so vulnerable, I would never make her cry and leave her, thr pain she is going through now made me feel so grateful towards her as well I just wanted to cuddle her in my arms taking her away from this pain and rock her, console her with my love and care.
Sleepless nights with our naughty twins made us both laugh and cry at the same time, we both loved them dearly they added more colors to our already beautiful life, I always made sure to priorities gunu more than zihan and yuhan. I always tried to make her feel she is more important to me than even my kids as I could see my little baby girl was now truly becoming a mature woman.
But as time went by slowly with time she started to change, conversation between us just revolved around are twins and family the 'us' in us started fading away.
Her Being busy with school and twins and family, I felt hurt and ignored by her, planning for movies, trips, weekends, night walk, morning walk started to be declined continuously by her side again and again demotivated me to loose hope.
Gungun started to sober up with time, the sassiness started to replace by understanding, the comebacks replaced with silence, the us moments started to replace with family time, the Jolly nature of hers started to replace with a nagging nature.
Third year to my marriage and twins being two, we both tried our hardest to look normal and fine from outside the new environment became a heavy task to adapt off.
But not loosing hope the time we spend together could be counted on tips, I tried to make efforts, I try to go to my site as early in the morning guiding my staff for work I rushed back home.
Smiling to myself looking at my wife in the kitchen I stood with her tried to cut vegetables and help her as much as I can, I could see the smile on her face, the look in her eyes, the same I did in the evening rushing back home so that we could cook dinner together.
My heart started to ignite the lost hope of love again between us, we both were busy with office, work and home, and kids but kitchen became our favorite place specially mine, where we cook breakfast and dinner together, it became a therapeutic ritual to cook with her, the love and life both felt complete.
We both started the day together, and ended together sharing stories from office, children and even gossiping with each other.
But soon the happy moment became a reason for our fight again, the mothers of our family being unhappy with me working together with her in the kitchen, they scolded my wife behind my back, confronting them they stopped that's what I thought but... One day the misunderstanding of mine was soon over as gunu bursted out on me.
