Second Shot

                                    

                                          
Raman sat on the Sofa with his Laptop. Ishita's photos were sliding in the video in front of him.
                          
"Kyu kiya tumne vo sab? Kyu diya dhoka? Hum toh acche dost thai na? Kitna ajeeb hai na? Mai tumhe bhulaane ke liye shaadi kar raha hoon aur vo bhi tumhari behen se lekin mere Dil aur Dimag se tum jaa hi nahi rahi ho!"
                          
He ran his finger over her photo. 
                          
"Lekin tumhare jhoot li vajah se mujhe tumhara chehra nahi dekhna.. Kaise tumhe dekhne ke liye tarasta tha harr roz aur aakhir mai pata chala kya? Tum mere hi ghar mai behrupia bann kar reh rahi ho"
                          
Hatred flashes in his eyes as he remembers how he craved to see Ishita and got jealous thinking she was with Ashok.
                          
Mihika came inside his room as Simmi forced her to cook his favourite Palak Paneer and go and serve him in his room.
                          
Though Mihika felt unconformable doing it after her argument with Ishita, she cooked to show herself that she could do it.
                          
"Raman.."
                          
Raman's eyes snapped up and he saw Mihika coming towards him with a big grin. He faked a smile.
                          
He didn't want to marry Mihika. She was like a sister to him. He was marrying her to forget Ishita which was near to impossible.
                          
"Haa Mihika koi kaam hai?"
                          
"Mai apke liye khaana lai hoon dekho apki favourite Palak Paneer"
                          
His fake smile fell as he heard of 'Palak Paneer'. He remembered how Ishita cooked Palak Paneer when Pihu demanded and when she disguised herself as Shanno. Her Palak Paneer was something he could get addicted to. Well she herself was a drug.
                          
He looks on as Mihika serves Palak Paneer. 
                          
"Mujhe bhook nahi hai",He lies not wanting to eat Palak Paneer made by her. 
                          
"Please thoda sa"
                          
Mihika pleads making Raman sigh.
                          
"Okay"
                          
He tears a morsel of chapati and dips it into the gravy. He brings it near his mouth and opens his mouth. He immediately spits out the morsel making a horrible face.
                          
"Yeh kya hai?"
                          
He throws away the morsel and drinks water immediately.
                          
"Kya hua Raman?"
                          
"Kya hua? Banana na aata ho toh mat banaya karo.. Ishita se kucch seekh-"
                          
He stops abruptly. He should stop thinking about Ishita and should move on with his future wife.
                          
He turns and sees Mihika sitting their looking at him casually as if it wasn't a big deal.
                          
"Raman tumhe agar uss Ishita ke baare mai mere samne Baat karna hai toh please don't talk to me"
                          
She folds her arms across his chest and looks away. If Ishita would have been doing this she would look cute,Raman wondered.
                          
'Shut up Raman! Here your future wife is pissed off and you're about Ishita', he mentally smacks himself.
                          
"Look Mihika I'm sorry but you don't need to do all this! You don't have to follow all those typical wife rules and I don't want you to"
                          
Raman explains Mihika while Mihika rolls her eyed and huffs.
                          
Moving close to him uncomfortably tho,Mihika keeps her hands on his chest making him move back by her sudden action.
                          
"Oh C'mon Raman.. We're going to be husband and wife..I at least have these rights"