Mahek POV

I was feeling disappointed with me rather than him. I should have understood that He was there just to flirt with me. I was walking toward the main road so that I could hire a cab and go back home. When I felt someone clutch my hand from behind... I knew it was him, it was Louis. And I became furious

"Leave me" I shouted and shook him arms from mine.

"I am telling you... I am sorry. I wasn't trying to flirt with you" he tried to explain me in very low and calm voice.

"Fine... you are excused" I said, I couldn't bare him for another moment but I had to stand there because I was waiting for a cab.

"Mak, I was saying" Louis tried to say something but I cut him off by saying... 'It's not mak... it is Mahek... Mahek... Mahek understood? But you better call Mrs. Dhillion... And keep in your mind I am married...Means happily married" at that moment I was shouting at top of my voice.

"You are screaming on a small thing and it's not fair" he snapped it out and I know he was correct but I was uneasy about if Rahul will come to know of Louis, he may tortured me to death.

"Life is not fair" all I could say at that moment.

At that same moment, I got a taxi.

"Where can I take u? Taxi driver asked.

"To the Brixton, 29 Saltoun Rd." I said while sitting in the cab. The cab started leaving; I could see Louise was still standing there on the walkway. I felt like a bird in the cage. Worried about what Rahul will do to me if he found me chatting with Louis in the cafe. In café then what he will do to me. I glanced through the window and out into the street – though it was that old area I pass through every day, it felt so new and unfamiliar. All the 'British' popular brand name cars fill the driveways and down the sides of the street; as I count, 4 out of 5 cars are shades of grey and white - how original. The tops of the maple trees grow in towards the center of the streets; some leaves have already fallen, it's not even autumn yet. The architecture of the houses is so plain simple, artless; it's depressing for me to watch. As the taxi turns into another street, I could barely differentiate between the street I just passed and the street I was travelling on, now towards downtown.

My taxi continued going down more streets, one just like the other.

When I reached near my house, it was already after noon. I knew Rahul had gone to work today. But I was shocked see his black BMW was parked in the front of our gate.

As I unlocked the door, I saw Rahul turn on the main door light and he had a cigarette in his hand.

"Are you okay? "I asked him while I started putting the snacks and other groceries in the shelves

Where were you? "Rahul asked in an angry voice as he quickly looked back at me from the T.V and then redirected his focus

"I went to the market... "I replied in a low voice.

"Next time, you need to call," he said as he kept his eyes glued to the T.V... I just shook my head then I asked him, "Why did you come back so early?" though I never questioned him ever what and why he does but I did. Rahul quickly narrowed his eyes on me. I waited for him to say something, but he didn't. He just sat there, watching me.

"Sorry," I said as I looked away. "I am going to go grab water. Want some?" I asked looked over and asked him. He just nodded his head. I quietly got up, trying not to disrupt his show, because then all hell would break loose, causing, yet, another fight, and walked over to the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge. Once I had it in my hand, I closed the door, to the fridge, and paused. I looked up at the ceiling, and let out a deep breath. I was trying to forget what happened today in the coffee shop.

"I took half a day off " he calmly said not moving his eyes from TV screen. I was quite surprise because he never talk with me softly.

"Why would you do that?" I asked trying to be very soft so that he doesn't think I am upset because he returned home early

"Come here sit down. I want to talk to you about something and moreover I was feeling very tired today" Rahul yelled over from the couch in the other room. I did what Rahul said. I took his water bottle out to him, sat down on the couch, and waited for him to say whatever was on his mind.

"I have to go out of town, tomorrow for a business trip and I want you to pack my bags," He blatantly said to me.

"So how the trip will be..." I asked him.

"It is about 3 weeks... there are some important meeting with them... I think you can manage till that" he said casually.

"Manage?" I asked in disbelief

"Yes, you are staying here... and I don't want you to go out anytime and anywhere... don't think you are free to do anything" he said. I shook my head in disbelief. Rahul knew that I don't know London very well still now after staying here for more than five years. I only knew the Brixton market and white and ginger café as I usually go there. What I will if there is case of emergency.

"Rahul, I can't, no that not possible... I have never stay here alone... this place is still foreign to me" I tried explaining to him. As soon as I told Rahul no, his whole demeanor changed. I immediately knew where this was headed.

"Mahek you know, I can't carry you everywhere with me... you are not a baby... That you need to come with me" Rahul said unsympathetically. As Rahul spoke, I could feel his blood beginning to boil. Why was it that Rahul had no respect for me? He did not care about my feeling, if the only reason is that I am infertile then why the hell he don't take me to doctor? It was always about him. Always about what he wants to do, or what he needs to do. Does he have any position of me in his life?

"Mahek," Rahul said, taking me away from my thoughts. "Marriage is about making compromise," he said as he tried to reach out and grab my leg. I let out a stifled laugh.

"A compromise? Was he serious? What does he know about compromises? All the compromise and sacrifices in this marriage was ever made by me. God knows, everyone has weaknesses... So me too, I know my weakness can be a big deal for any man but I think medical treatment can repair it. "I thought and then stood up. I run to the bathroom. Locked myself in and sobbed... I started to have a panic attack. So, I washed my face with cold water and sat in near bathtub sobbing for about half an hour before I heard the inevitable knock at the door.

"Mahek, come out," Rahul asked from behind the door. I didn't respond. After a few minutes, I saw the door creak open, then he grabbed my hand drag me to our bedroom upstairs as we entered into the room. He went to the cupboard and took out a suitcase a suitcase.

"I will keep the credit card here. So you can go out but not after eight in the evening. Don't take any stupid advantage of my absence "he said as he walked over to the closet and started to pull off some dress shirts from their coat hangers. And I went I sat up on the side of the bed and rolled my eyes.

But why the hell.. I can't come with you?" I asked him

"Because there are lot of standard people gonna come and you are not even fully educated more over you are just a bitch" he blurted out with any feeling

"Why do you say that always... you are the one who didn't let me study after marriage. You are the reason I lost every connection with society.. You made me unsocial.. I wasn't like that. Are you honestly regarding our relation as a marriage? Rahul?" I asked him. I knew that this conversation would upset him, but honestly, anything upset him these days. I feel like he was getting more upset as the weeks progressed.

"First of all don't dare to argue back with me and secondly you remain unsocial because you were unsocial" Rahul said in a harsh voice.

"But" I tried to say but cut me off by "Mahek, discussion is over. I don't want anyone over at the house. If want to go out send a message to me where are you going and please don't go after eight which I think I mention it before" the last part he completed with a raised voice.

I stood up and nodded my, "Fine," I said as I walked out of the room, and closing the door lightly behind me. I shook my head as I walked out to the living room. What did I do to deserve this marriage? I thought and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Louis POV

I stepped into the road and watched her going away. I don't think I'm ever going to forget her... I heard a loud annoying ringtone; I took my phone out my pocket and answered it. I began to walk back to my car.

"Where are you Lou.... It has been two hours since you left" Erin snapped at me in the phone.

"I had to go help a friend" he turned on the car thinking how painful it to tell the truth was a piece of his soul left with her.

"Seriously Lou, you got a friend in 2 hours? You are poor at lying... I say come home fast... I am dying in hunger" Erin said me in an angry tone. I wasn't complaining though she was correct we haven't had anything heavy since morning. I was very hungry too. I usually enjoys cooking with Erin, having fun and messing up the kitchen, but today I was not in the mood....I will just pick a frozen pizza on the away.

I hung up the call, took out my car keys, got into the car and took off home.

Mahek POV

(Later that day)

I never tried to get away from him. Martha used to say Rahul doesn't deserve me but all I know that I am his wife and I am bounded to love him. I can't hate him even though he hurt me. I have always wanted to have kids. I want that big family. I want to spoil my kids, and take them to soccer practice, and teach them how to play guitar or the piano, but it really did not matter what I wanted because I am incapable of those things. Sometime I think. I don't deserve Rahul. He could easy have a baby and have a beautiful happy life.

I was in the kitchen, cleaning the utensils. I heard Rahul call out to me, "Mahek, I am going to head to bed, so come up fast" he shouted from the top of the stairs.

"I will after cleaning the kitchen" I replied him back

"Don't work so much. I have to leave early tomorrow, so I may not see you in the morning so I want to enjoy tonight...," Wilmer continued to saying. A drop of tear came out of my eyes automatically. The thought of Wilmer going away on his trip made me so incredibly sad, even if it was for a day or two. I never left so alone here. I will be so lonely here, but I continue to clean the utensil.

As I was done with my working, I padded up to the bedroom. I knock my knuckles against the door and call through it gently, "Rahul? Can I come in?" I heard light snoring sound from inside, I understood that he fallen sleep. I step in, closing the door behind me.

Rahul was sleeping so peacefully. I looked over at his bed to see. He looked like the best man in this world. I went to the bed. Laying my down beside him, I pulled the blanket over us. I wrapped my arms around him, resting my head on his chest.

"I m here with you, I love you and I know my love for you will change you one day" I sigh. It's actually quite peaceful night for me no fight. No cry. His face is so serene like an angel's, no anger lines and no depression in his features. I gently brush some stray strands of hair from his forehead, placing a few kisses there.

Then I kept my head on pillow and close my eyes. But as I close my eyes, beautiful ocean blue eyes drifted into my eyes. They were so captivating. The kindness in those I eyes were washing away my all pains and worries. 

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Author note:

ohh my god! such a small Louis's POV .... i will surely see louis have a better and a bigger POV in the next chapter 

  But this is getting good now.... Rahul going for a tour! :)

and what do you think those blue eyes which is drifting in Mahek eyes are belongs to whom? louis or just a co-incidence! 

.................... imp question:

if anyone of you read my story "wherever you do". would know that i used to add a song related to every chapter. do you guys want same for SOMEONE like you. plz late me know :) 

thnx for the vote and comment and reads :)