12-02-2019, 11:09 AM
"Ohh, Okay, now I got it, you must be worried about me," she hugged him from behind, "don't worry darling, I am fine, Vinod is a good man and we..."
"Will you shut up, did I ask you to give me the juicy details of what you two did, I know you had a good time now let me sleep," he shouted.
Anita was shocked, automatically she moved back on the bed. She felt hurt, slowly understanding the reason, she sobbed uncontrollably. Next couple of days also the things didn't improved and they talked to each other like strangers. She couldn't talk about this to no one, not even her best friend Ratna.
Sunday morning, a week passed and Anita decided she had enough of all this. She wanted to have some straight talks.
"Things can't go like this," she spoke. Dilip looked at her questioningly.
"Tell me what the problem is, it was you who wanted this and now you are the one who can't handle it. You advocated that our lives will be more exciting; it will strengthen and spice up our relationship, what happed to all that? We are miserable than ever before," she spoke.
"You are the problem; it's you who acted like a slut with that bastard Vinod. Remember how you use to say that you don't want any other man, you cannot be comfortable with anyone else, but given a chance you grabbed it with both hands and screwed him like there is no tomorrow," he raised his voice.
"No, this is not the problem, actually you are pissed off that I also have feelings and I can also have fun," she also shouted.
"If I had said that Vinod was a lousy lover and I had somehow managed the night for you, you would have been very happy, your ego would be satisfied, I feel disgusted, you hypocrite!" she was furious.
"And I feel like throwing up when I look at you, you slut."
Anita stared at him for few seconds, "This I did for you, asshole... Ok I have had enough, I am leaving."
"Good riddance, don't ever come back," he turned his face away.
Anita packed her bags along with Rahul's. He saw her packing but in a fit of anger he ignored her completely. She left the house and moved with her parents the same day. Her mother saw the face of her daughter and knew that it's serious. She tried to find out the matter but when Anita refused, she respected her decision and didn't probe further.
Anita was heartbroken, after being together for so many years against all odds; he has destroyed everything on his own. She was feeling like stupid, she loved him so much that she even accepted another man and now he is calling her a slut. Within few days she made up her mind and sent him a divorce notice.
Dilip felt miserable as soon as she left, but his pride stopped him from accepting it and making up with her. He realised his mistake and remembers how she has always opposed his idea of swapping. He wanted to call her, ask her to come back but days after days just went by and he expected that she will take the first step. Then one day while he was in office, he received the divorce notice. He could not believe it how could she do this, there must be some mistake. He immediately dialled her mobile wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"What is this," he spoke as soon as the line connected.
"What is what," Anita replied coolly, she knew he must have received the notice and was expecting the call.
"This notice you have sent, you can't be serious," he sounded concerned.
"Well I am serious, I want divorce and I hope that we could amicably settle this," she spoke.
"How easily you are saying this as if divorce is a child's game, are you mad, you come back home we can chalk this out."
"Yes there is few things to talk, to settle, but I am not coming home, what I suggest is that you hire a lawyer and talk with my lawyer, the contact details is written in the notice," she replied in a controlled manner. Dilip was furious; he could not believe that she has slapped him with divorce notice. The conversation didn't lead anywhere and ended in him arguing while Anita maintained her composure.
Dilip just stared the wall absentmindedly; he could not concentrate on anything. At home he felt even more lonely and pathetic. Next evening he decided to meet her so he went to her parent's house. He was apprehensive that her parents may not treat him well but his mother in law behaved normal and even suggested him that they should solve their differences. He met his son after a long time and realized how he missed him. Finally he was alone with Anita.
"Please come with me, I am here to take you back home," he spoke. Anita remained quite.
"Say something, why are you quite... it is enough now... we can sort it out," he tried to convince her but she stood silently letting him speak.
"Ok, now you have spoken then let me say something, I have lost faith in you, I no longer love you, so the best is that we should head our own ways and whatever you have to say you speak in the court, the case is listed for 10th of next month in the family court."
Dilip was crestfallen, he felt his body tremble. He was sure that once he meets her he will be able to cajole her and would be able to bring her back but looking to her cool and head strong demeanour he was shaken. For the first time he seriously felt that their marriage is breaking. He sat down dejected on the corner of the bed.
"You are not even thinking about our son," he was on the verge of crying.
"I have thought about him and he is staying with me, you can meet him once in a week if you want," she spoke calmly, "or if you want the custody then you have to fight the case." Dilip felt tears flow down his cheeks; he can't imagine life without both of them.
"Please... Anita... can't we try to work it out... you know I love you," he break down. However Anita just watched him in disgust.
"Now please leave and don't come to my house ever again." He didn't move just sat there crying and looking at her pleadingly, "please give me a chance... I am sorry... I know I am a big idiot, can't you give me one chance."
Neha sat close to him and put his hand on his shoulder, "you want a chance."
"Yes...yes," he saw a ray of hope and held her hands, "please... I love you... I will be a good husband and do as you say... always."
"Will you shut up, did I ask you to give me the juicy details of what you two did, I know you had a good time now let me sleep," he shouted.
Anita was shocked, automatically she moved back on the bed. She felt hurt, slowly understanding the reason, she sobbed uncontrollably. Next couple of days also the things didn't improved and they talked to each other like strangers. She couldn't talk about this to no one, not even her best friend Ratna.
Sunday morning, a week passed and Anita decided she had enough of all this. She wanted to have some straight talks.
"Things can't go like this," she spoke. Dilip looked at her questioningly.
"Tell me what the problem is, it was you who wanted this and now you are the one who can't handle it. You advocated that our lives will be more exciting; it will strengthen and spice up our relationship, what happed to all that? We are miserable than ever before," she spoke.
"You are the problem; it's you who acted like a slut with that bastard Vinod. Remember how you use to say that you don't want any other man, you cannot be comfortable with anyone else, but given a chance you grabbed it with both hands and screwed him like there is no tomorrow," he raised his voice.
"No, this is not the problem, actually you are pissed off that I also have feelings and I can also have fun," she also shouted.
"If I had said that Vinod was a lousy lover and I had somehow managed the night for you, you would have been very happy, your ego would be satisfied, I feel disgusted, you hypocrite!" she was furious.
"And I feel like throwing up when I look at you, you slut."
Anita stared at him for few seconds, "This I did for you, asshole... Ok I have had enough, I am leaving."
"Good riddance, don't ever come back," he turned his face away.
Anita packed her bags along with Rahul's. He saw her packing but in a fit of anger he ignored her completely. She left the house and moved with her parents the same day. Her mother saw the face of her daughter and knew that it's serious. She tried to find out the matter but when Anita refused, she respected her decision and didn't probe further.
Anita was heartbroken, after being together for so many years against all odds; he has destroyed everything on his own. She was feeling like stupid, she loved him so much that she even accepted another man and now he is calling her a slut. Within few days she made up her mind and sent him a divorce notice.
Dilip felt miserable as soon as she left, but his pride stopped him from accepting it and making up with her. He realised his mistake and remembers how she has always opposed his idea of swapping. He wanted to call her, ask her to come back but days after days just went by and he expected that she will take the first step. Then one day while he was in office, he received the divorce notice. He could not believe it how could she do this, there must be some mistake. He immediately dialled her mobile wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"What is this," he spoke as soon as the line connected.
"What is what," Anita replied coolly, she knew he must have received the notice and was expecting the call.
"This notice you have sent, you can't be serious," he sounded concerned.
"Well I am serious, I want divorce and I hope that we could amicably settle this," she spoke.
"How easily you are saying this as if divorce is a child's game, are you mad, you come back home we can chalk this out."
"Yes there is few things to talk, to settle, but I am not coming home, what I suggest is that you hire a lawyer and talk with my lawyer, the contact details is written in the notice," she replied in a controlled manner. Dilip was furious; he could not believe that she has slapped him with divorce notice. The conversation didn't lead anywhere and ended in him arguing while Anita maintained her composure.
Dilip just stared the wall absentmindedly; he could not concentrate on anything. At home he felt even more lonely and pathetic. Next evening he decided to meet her so he went to her parent's house. He was apprehensive that her parents may not treat him well but his mother in law behaved normal and even suggested him that they should solve their differences. He met his son after a long time and realized how he missed him. Finally he was alone with Anita.
"Please come with me, I am here to take you back home," he spoke. Anita remained quite.
"Say something, why are you quite... it is enough now... we can sort it out," he tried to convince her but she stood silently letting him speak.
"Ok, now you have spoken then let me say something, I have lost faith in you, I no longer love you, so the best is that we should head our own ways and whatever you have to say you speak in the court, the case is listed for 10th of next month in the family court."
Dilip was crestfallen, he felt his body tremble. He was sure that once he meets her he will be able to cajole her and would be able to bring her back but looking to her cool and head strong demeanour he was shaken. For the first time he seriously felt that their marriage is breaking. He sat down dejected on the corner of the bed.
"You are not even thinking about our son," he was on the verge of crying.
"I have thought about him and he is staying with me, you can meet him once in a week if you want," she spoke calmly, "or if you want the custody then you have to fight the case." Dilip felt tears flow down his cheeks; he can't imagine life without both of them.
"Please... Anita... can't we try to work it out... you know I love you," he break down. However Anita just watched him in disgust.
"Now please leave and don't come to my house ever again." He didn't move just sat there crying and looking at her pleadingly, "please give me a chance... I am sorry... I know I am a big idiot, can't you give me one chance."
Neha sat close to him and put his hand on his shoulder, "you want a chance."
"Yes...yes," he saw a ray of hope and held her hands, "please... I love you... I will be a good husband and do as you say... always."
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