Hopeful Streaks

Chapter 9

A week passed and there were only two days left for their wedding! Yes, Ajay made it as quickly as possible. Also, he asked Math to take care of the wedding arrangements. In fact, the divorce thing was only between Ajay and Mitha. Even, Deb and Math were not informed about the divorce. Math was the one who did everything for Ajay's wedding. Mitha, on the other hand had no idea about what should be done next.

Math had to check if he had invited all the  big shots and VIPs for the wedding reception. Ajay, had also announced that his wedding will happen with people who're close to his family, and then he'll be holding a wedding reception a.k.a party, inviting his customers and partners. That's what they had planned. Mitha, didn't deny when Ajay announced about the wedding and the reception! She had nix perception, about the wedding! Of course, what was about to happen was not her dream wedding. It was not anything that she had thought about, until that day.

The day arrived! They'd planned to get married at the Éclat mansion. Ajay, had already informed the registrar, so that he could come to the villa and make an account of the wedding registration. Nothing about the place, portrayed it like a wedding area. They really wanted it that way. Mitha was in a simple lehenga, that Deb had presented to her. She matched her parasol like jhumkas, and had braided her hair in sideways. She also contoured her eyes with kohl, and had applied a bit of lip gloss. She didn't really want to put on any make up. Deborah, being sweet understood Mitha's bearings and didn't compel her in any ways. As Mitha got ready with her lehenga, she came to the living room with Deb where the registration was about to take place. There she could see her so-called, about to be husband standing with his best man in his own glory. His swag gave her an heart attack! His sooty eyes and the eye brows that were arched due to his frustration made him look sexier! She couldn't guess why was he standing there, in frustration. As decided before, Mitha didn't bother to be sad after that. She turned back to normal, soon. Ajay, went forward to the registrar and spoke something, which never fell in Mitha's ears. She was already slobbering by seeing Ajay, who looked more perfect on that day. As the registrar, started the formalities it was time for the groom and the bride to stand together, in front of the authority and sign in the document. Ajay, first picked up the pen and signed in the marriage registration papers and then passed the pen to the damsel, who was embarrassed immensely, due to his tall frame verging on her.

Mitha, leapt forward to sign in and authorize the document. Once, when she finished signing she came back to her position and looked at Ajay, who was now her husband. She was now Mrs. Rish! Only her heart knew how nice it sounded! Lamentably, it was all a drama and not an actual thing.

Deborah and Mathews, went forward to sign in the witness column. Once it was done, the registrar overlooked the paper and authorized it. She was officially his wife now. They were Mr. And Mrs. Rish. Deb, came forward to hug Mitha. That's what usually friends do, while getting hitched but here it was different. The hug was to assuage Mitha that everything will be alright soon.

Mathews and Deborah had arranged the wedding reception on the next day. Invites were given to all the bigwigs and notable figures. The party was harmonized in ITC grand. Mitha, had always admired the building while crossing the way, by bus. It is an understatement that Mitha got a tachycardia, when she heard Math saying that their wedding reception will take place at ITC!

Deb, helped Mitha to get ready for the evening thing. Mitha, gowned herself in a beige colored maxi, that Ajay had gifted. She was splendiferous and ravishing with the littlest maquillage and an enhanced inner beauty. Ajay, had a hard time taking his eyes off her. The same happened with Mitha. The tuxedo that he drew on was consummately matching him. Mitha, had her eyes dilated whenever she deposited her eyes on him. All the potential she had, to go on with the enmity that she had with him was no where found.

The party began! Math was on the dais, addressing the people there. Later, Ajay started an intriguing interactive session with his business friends and the other businessmen who had clocked in to compliment the couple. While, Ajay was talking to his business dealers, something hit his brain. He had the main responsibility of introducing his wife to his partners. How could he forget that? He excused himself, from them and moved towards Mitha, who was standing in a corner with Deb and Cassy, talking about their own s**t!

"Deb!! See there! All of the best brands are here! Come,let's go get drunk!!", Mitha said in a cheeky way.

"Bonbon! For god sake, remember that you're standing in your wedding reception. ", Deb gritted her teeth and half-yelled at Mitha who ignored Deb's insistence.

"Does anyone here behave like it is my wedding reception! No!! Right? So, it is okay that i had also forgotten the fact that the party is because of my wedding! Why should that guy have all the fun!?", Mitha browned off , funnily.

"Bonbon! No! stop!! Behave like a bride.", Deb, said as she let in a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth.

"Deb! I've heard that drinking helps to forget everything else. Let's go, have fun!!", Mitha was hopping mad. She was stiff-necked, that she wants to be happy. She didn't want to hang her face in grief.

Deb, couldn't respond to what Mitha just said. Deb would always tell Mitha, that she wants to get drunk and forget everything for a while; for which Mitha would oppose and nag her out. It is funny how life has the super ability of changing people due to it's gimmicks!

Whilst, Deb was laying her face buried in her hands, being tired of convincing her , Mitha was lecturing about alcohols and ebriety. She was unstoppable like a bullet that had been triggered from a pistol. She didn't close her mouth, until Ajay came to her.

Ajay, neared Mitha and whispered in her ears,"Mitha! Can i have a word with you?". Was it an auditory hallucination? He had just left out that Ms.!! The whisper behind her ears let a chill run down her spine and all her alcohol stories stopped suddenly. She pegged! All of her, stood inhibited there and the reason was that close insinuation, behind her ears. Even the waft and whiff, around Ajay had an effect on her. Her breath tethered, like a steed in the rivalry. She couldn't deny the fact that Ajay, did something to her every time when he spoke to her or saw her.

"In a minute, Mr.Rish!!", she informed immediately and the one minute was to compose herself and get back her sensibility. When she felt that she was okay, and she could behave like nothing happened to her inwardly, she marched towards Ajay.

"Mr.Rish? What happened?",She asked heedlessly. She didn't realize that they were standing in front of everyone and she had called her husband in his last name with a fricking mister, in front of it. The four other magnates, standing right before them were shining with a question mark on their face,totally. Ajay's face went pale in embarrassment. He couldn't perceive, what should be done. Immediately, Ajay wrapped his arm around Mitha's waist and pulled her close. Her cheeks suffused in all brilliances of red. She flushed! She couldn't stop her stupid face from getting reddened due to his embrace. For a minute, she had to close her eyes and recoup herself from adoring him.

"Everybody, This is Mitha Krishnan, and now Mitha Ajay Rish, My wife!", he boasted in a pride lacquered accent! Mitha Ajay Rish, how ingratiatingly it echoed. She thought!

Mitha, felt willies when Ajay said her as his wife. She also cursed herself, for embracing those contemporary, awareness. On hearing those words, all she could do was to discharge a chuckle, showing that she was really happy and delighted to join hands with the so-called love of her life. While, they were talking Math distracted them by gaining everyone's attention. He knew that Ajay, would rive his head off his body if he did what he was going to say there. But still, he didn't give it a second thought. "Hello, everybody here! All of us are gratified to see Ajay, my good friend, business tycoon getting unified wth his love. I am really happy and i would like to thank you all for breezing in and pouring your wishes on the couple. And now, i guess it's time for some fun!", Math paused there. The gathering chuckled. Mitha, Ajay and Deb, were rolling there eyes in puzzlement. That was not a part of the plan. How could they have fun, when their lives were playing fun with them?

"Yes! It is the time for all of us to dance! Before all else, the newlyweds!", Math chortled there while the floor under Mitha's legs rocked! How could Math do that? After all, it was just pact. What is the need to dance? And why should they do that?

Mitha, lopsided at Ajay. Ajay, growled under his breath. Her heart beats started to jump up. However, she felt that slight joy when she sensed that she had to dance with him. But what if Ajay, denied to dance. Or what if Ajay, accepts and asks her out for a dance. The dilemmatic situation, created a chaos in her. Before she could decide anything, Ajay extended his hand to Mitha, asking for her hand in dance. Her heart speeded up. Her earlobes pinkened, and her toes and fingers, went chill. Mitha, then over looked Deborah hurriedly, who was smiling wholeheartedly. Mitha embellished her eye balls, gesturing she was confused. Deb, let out a chuckle and flicker a quick nod, suggesting her to dance. Soon, Mitha raised her and gave it to Ajay. Ajay's face brightened. He held her hand, while he felt like his enduring heart was fluttering. Mitha, holding her free flowing maxi with one hand, and Ajay's long fingers with the another hand walked beside him, towards the dais. The music that was fiddled in the atmosphere, filled the place with a delightful essence. On reaching the place for dance. Ajay slowly raised his hand and swiveled in air, so that Mitha revolved around and reached close to him. They were too close that both of them were unable to look anywhere beyond each other's eyes. Something, held them right there. The gaze was unbroken and Mitha, slowly placed one of her hands on his shoulders to anchor herself strongly to the ground. During the time, Ajay brought his another hand and wrapped his hand around her, to make it easy to dance. They, then made few steps according to the played music. Though, their bag of bones were dancing, their souls were staring at each other communicating with each other very sincerely. Tears, started to drip out of her cocoa eyes. She had always been an emotional girl. She herself had no knowledge of tears that was diffusing. After few boogies of swiveling and propelling in and out, Ajay's fingers interlocked with Mitha's fingers!

After the dancing session, they had their dinner in peace when the guests started to take a hike. Being done for that day, Mitha was covetous to sleep. She wanted her small, comfortable bed with two cushions in that small flophouse, back. But thinking that back was like really inappropriate! That's what she felt, honestly. Thinking about her old life was inappropriate for now! At least, Until Divya gets her haleness back. After everything that day, Ajay escorted Math privately to bash him up for the sudden announcement of dance in the name of fun.

"Alex! I am going to chop your head for what you did!",Ajay roared. Math knew for what was Ajay yelling at him.

"What did I do, dude? What's wrong?", Math replied like he did nothing, showing out an innocent, crime less face.

"Shut up man! Why did you ask us to dance?",Ajay asked, running his fingers through his hair.

"Oh! So, this is the reason for your soreness! Hmm!!",Math twisted his lips and continued,"What will you do if i say that i had arranged for your wedding night?", He paused and scrutinized his reaction.

"I will s***h and rip your heart out of your brainless body! You get that?", Ajay's eyes became hematic! He knew that he liked Mitha, he also had to accept that he was trying hard not to convert the word like to love. He didn't want that. Only because of Math and his stupid speech, Ajay and Mitha had to dance hand in hand in front of everyone. After all, they were a couple who're crazily in love with each other according to everyone else.

"Come on! Ajay!! I am your best friend!!", Math chortled with an evil laughter.

"And that's why you're still alive!!", Ajay clouted his head!

Deb and Math, ushered them to car. They were left alone! Ajay had to handle the car, as his driver Joy wasn't present that day. The car was pre-occupied with an amateurish silence! Mitha felt it so funny, to travel alone with Ajay in lavishly awkward moment. She couldn't think of what should be done at that time. She was unable to swipe the window glass down, as the AC inside the car was on its full swing. So, it was impossible for her to look outside. On the other side, Ajay was expertly handling the steering of the car, with occasional changes in the gear. Both of them, didn't talk to each other until Mitha switched on the music system of the car. She felt it too boring to sit simply, so she leapt forward from the seat and turned on the radio which didn't fail to annoy Mr.Rish.

He closed his eyes to waive the annoyance that the music created. "I am in no mood to listen to music! So, please!!", He made his lips into a flat line. Ah, they say it as poker face! He made a poker face at her.

"Mr.Rish! Don't you feel bored ? To sit simply like a strict officer, with no smile on your stubbly face all the time, sticking to that grumpiness! Yuck!!", She pulled out his leg. He didn't let out a reply. Taking this granted, she started talking again.

"Both of us are bored! At least, you've this job of handling the car but what about me?", she rolled her eyes.

"So, what? You'll drive the car now?", he asked tiredly.

"Oh-oh! That's not how gentlemen behave !!", It was the naughty, talkative Mitha once again.

Ajay, couldn't sum up her replies. He let out an exhale and lost his patience! "Mitha, you're stopping the words running off your mouth, NOW! In another way, I wouldn't mind getting down from the car!", Ajay growled.

Mitha, made a poker face again and turned aside towards the window and decided to watch through the window. 'Grumpy tom.! Angry bird.! How irritable! Oh-Mitha darling, this is how your life is going to be for the next few days', she thought. As she was sitting simply, watching out what was happening, the car stopped all of the sudden. She, hurriedly turned to his face with a question marked expression.

"Damn it!", Ajay hit the steering wheel, wearily.

"What happened?", she twisted her lips and arched her eye brows.

"I don't know!", Ajay muttered under his breath and leaned back to the seat.

"What're we going to do now, Mr. Rish?", Mitha arched her eye brows again.

"Mademoiselle likes walking!! Right? Come!!", he smirked. His signature smirk was the thing that made Mitha to drool over him.

Mitha, let out an exhausted sigh and got out of the car and started to walk.

"Yes, Mr.Rish! That parade that i took over on that day had changed my life into this!", Mitha folded her hands to her chest and walked. On the other hand, Ajay discharged an impoverish expression and he decided to disable his mouth.

"Mr.Rish! Don't you feel bored to stay quiet!", She asked seeing him in an obtuse angle, holding her maxi with one hand.

He compressed his lips and gave her a don't dare to open your mouth stare, and walked silently.

"I guess, i asked you something! And it is an essential refined social behavior to reply when someone questions you!!", Mitha fed the fire that was flaming in Ajay.

"Mitha! You know what? You've sustained out a great help, by giving me your hand in this wedding! But do you know, which will be more greater than that?!", he arched his brows and their legs paused for a moment. Mitha's brows too stayed hunched while expecting his reply!

"Your silence! That means more than anything, here and now! So, please seal your mouth and walk fast!", this time he gritted his teeth and walked. And now, Mitha assured herself not to talk as he was going bananas over. For the six minutes, the silence between then made over bored Mitha, and convinced himself due to the blockage of her stupid chatter. The silence lasted for only six minutes, exactly!

"Mr.Rish?", she called out again!

His eyes emitted a fretful stare, that made her close her mouth!

"I am sorry! This... This is..!!This is my manufacturing defect!! I can't really stop talking ", she twisted her lips and hung her face.

"Mitha!!", he called her out, for a second all other stuff around them disappeared. Did he call her out in that sweet demeanor?

"Hmm?", she asked becoming delusion because of his tone.

"You should stop calling me by my last name! Also, trash that mister!!", He moaned. They were still walking! The enervation due to that day and his usual crabby attitude, that's been exploding until that had reduced at that time.

"Huh?", she wrinkled her face!

"I don't think any one who's in love with her husband would do that!! Don't you remember? you addressed me like that, in front of all those businessmen! he said and leered at her.

"Oooohhh!! That's the reason! So, you want me to denominate you as darling or sweetheart?", Mitha exclaimed.

"Oh wow! How generous of you? Thanks. But just Ajay is more than enough. ", he sighed sarcastically.

"Listen!! Here's an idea!!", she yelled in joy being caught with an idea.

"I will call you as Jay! It sounds more like a sobriquet! You want to make everyone believe that, we're in love! Hmm.. In that case, this will be more suitable!!", she expelled her uber cool idea, that's been itching her that she wasn't able to call him by that name!

By that time, they'd reached the gate of the Éclat mansion! Ajay, however liked her idea of calling him! He felt completely  comfortable,to be addressed by that name.

"Whatever! But No Rish, No mister! Know by heart!!", he said and made a sly smile. It is a restrained statement if we thought that Mitha is happy! She was in high spirits!!

"Okay okay okay! No Rish, No mister!!"she chuckled!

"Good!",he rewarded!

As they entered the villa, she yawned for the umpteenth time for that night.

"Okay Mr.Rish... Phew!! Sorry!! I am sleepy! Good night, Jay!!", she said wholeheartedly. It really felt mirthful for her to spell out that name.

"Good night!", he cracked out a simper.

She then walked in and changed into pajamas, and laid her tired body on her bed. She didn't forget to check on Divya, before she drifted off to sleep.

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