I went straight to take a shower to cool my mind. I sat in the shower feeling bad about everything. My energy was totally drained. I shouldn't have gone there but if I had not, they would have come here or called the devil to visit them. Anyhow they would have made me go there. The water running out of the shower washed all the bad energy out of my body. My tears didn't stop and I wept my heart out. This never-ending pain was too much to bear. If it had come from a guy I would have left him, If it had come from a friend I would have ignored her or cut her out of my life but this was coming from my parents. What could I do instead of accepting it and letting it destroy me? You can't choose your family. You can only learn to live with it, live with them. Nearly an hour later I came out and got ready to sleep but there was no sign of him. I looked around and went to his office. He was not there. I came back and sat on the bed. "Where was he?" I got up and looked outside from the windo

The next morning, after I prepared breakfast I went to the garden without having it. I wanted to have it with him and when I asked Tina to call him, she said he wasn't in his office. So, I decided to do some gardening. I was enjoying gardening when he came with breakfast. I looked at him and he smiled. "Let's eat," he said. His voice was soft and he seemed happy. I washed my hands and sat on the bench. We then ate in silence. "If you don't mind, I was thinking.. if...you know..i .... I want to take you out...." He whispered in nervousness, playing with his hand. I looked at him and laughed a little. Was he nervous? I just sat there looking at him and he frowned at his hands when I said nothing. "For... dinner," he hesitated. "I didn't mean to.....laugh," I apologized. Questions filled my mind. I mean he never asked me to go out before so why now? "Before? Girl, you have been married for what maybe 10 days?" I told myself. I was in my own thoughts while he was looking

For three days, I didn't see him anywhere. At night I would feel him beside me in the bed. He would pull me close and in the morning he used to be gone. To be honest I didn't like it and wanted to ask him where he was gone all day but didn't cause it felt like he wouldn't care. Today, it was different. I found him beside me in the morning and automatically smile came on my face. I watched his sleeping figure and couldn't stop myself from caressing his cheeks. His breathing got heavy and suddenly he caught my hand slowly opening his eyes. I was about to speak but he placed his finger before my lips and hushed me. He looked at me and tucked my hair behind my ear. "I want to ask you something," He whispered. I looked at him confused. What does he want to ask me? Is he thinking of taking me out again? I nodded. "Um....Ratna..." Hearing that name got me angry and I abruptly got up but he was still holding my hand. "Leave me," I tried to get out of his hold. "First listen," he didn't

It had been a week since he left but no sign of him coming back. I couldn't help but think about him every day. He would call me and I would pick up the phone acting like I was bored or annoyed but truth be told I would wait for his call. He would say to me about how boring his days were going on and I would listen to his voice in excitement. He then would tease me saying "I know you miss me," and I would smile rolling my eyes. I was waiting for him to come back but days were passing by without any sign of it. While on the call he apologized that he couldn't come back. "I am trying so hard but these work things are getting complicated day by day," "No worries," I replied. "I miss you," he whispered and my heart almost stopped. "I don't," I mentioned. "I know you do," he teased. Of course, I do He was not willing to hang up the call but I had to with a heavy heart thinking he must finish his work so he could be here with me. For that, he can't always be on the call with me. "B

Finally, I decided to get back inside. Tina was in the living room enjoying watching some Nepali show. I wondered what happened to the TV in her room. She felt my presence and requested me to join her but I declined her request with politeness.  "Are you okay?" she asked when I reached her. "Just tired," I forced a smile. "Would you want me to make you a coffee or anything?" "No, no. I will take a rest," I refused.  "You can talk to me," she insisted. "I will be fine. Thanks," I walked into the room and blew a deep breath. I tried to keep myself calm but my body was refusing to be calm. How could I be calm after knowing that my husband spent nights with another woman? When he came into the room I was watching a movie, trying to distract my mind. I ignored him as much as I could.  "Let's go have dinner," I heard him say.  I decided not to look at him. "You are enjoying the show?" he as