His Betrayal

Khushi's POV:

I woke up and saw Shajan getting ready. Shajan gave a designer sari and jewelry to me. Though, I love to be simple, having no choice except to follow his order, I dressed myself as per his wish. Shajan got a call.

"Hello, who is this?" Shajan said.

"I am Vidya, Khushi's sister."

"So what should I do?" Shajan said, looking at me. I heard the conversation but didn't understand what to do.

"I want to talk with my sister. Dad had a heart attack..."

"Khushi, your sister Vidya wants to talk to you," Shajan said, handing over the mobile to me.

"Vidya, how are you?" I said.

"Dad got heart stroke and we admitted him in the hospital. They told to pay thirty lakhs for the surgery."

"Don’t worry, I am coming to the hospital," I said.

I disconnected the call and Shajan took the mobile from me.

"Shajan, I want to talk to you," I said.

"Tell me."

"My dad is in the hospital. I should go to the hospital. They require 30 lakhs for the surgery. I need to arrange the amount. Please, allow me to go," I said with tears.

"No," Shajan said.

I have no time to argue with him. I know his ego is his everything. Unless his ego satisfies, he would not allow me to visit my father. I thought for a while. I felt that my self-respect was nothing before the life of my father. I sat on my knees before Shajan and begged him.

"Shajan, I will do whatever you say. But please allow me to go out for this one time."

Shajan held me shoulder and made me get up. He slapped me and I fell down. I was in shock as I didn't expect that Shajan would slap me.

"If I say no for once, it's no forever. Now your dad is just on the hospital bed. But if you visit him, your entire family will be on the death bed. Mind it."

Shajan went to the office leaving me in tears. He didn't arrive to the home until the midnight. I didn't understand how to visit the hospital without his permission. I waited for him to try convincing him one more time.

Shajan returned to the home around 1 AM. He knocked on the door and I opened the door. I saw a girl with him. Shajan was drunk fully and that girl held him. Shajan looked at me.

"Oh...I forgot about you. Sleep well. I will not disturb you. We will go to the guest room.

I looked at that girl confuse.

"She came here to relax me and make me happy. She is very good at that unlike you. You are a wife who couldn't even make your husband stress free. Always those tears and unnecessary family drama. This is something I can't tolerate," Shajan said and that girl looked at me as he said I am his wife. She was scared of me.

"Don't worry, dear. She can't do anything to you. See, if she does her duty well as a wife, I won’t be coming to you. She was a great cardiologist who healed many hearts but can't understand her husband's heart. For her, I am heartless. But the truth is, she destroyed my heart and made my heart like a rock with no feelings," Shajan said.

He kept his hand on the girl and took her to the guest room. He closed the door.

What is this? I had many dreams about my husband and married life. But now all my hopes were shattered. I can’t even save my family. How pathetic he made my life.

No, I won’t accept this. If I am like this, he will suffer me more. I am his wife, not a maid. I can't accept his idiotic acts anymore. I will stop this. I won’t allow life to happen, I will create my life.

He is my husband and I can't allow him to sleep with another girl. If I tolerate this too, there's no meaning for this marriage. If he wants me to be pure after the marriage by not even thinking about Abhi, then I wish the same from him.

I wiped my tears away. I made a decision. No matter what, we are a couple and we should respect this bonding.

I went to the guest room and knocked on the door.