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The fifth chapter of the story.

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Seventeen Hours Ago of the Incident in Amphitheater.

Anika was happily preparing for the next day. It was Vijya Dashmi, the next day. The whole family would sit together and have food. She needed to be extra pre- cautious of the preparations.

"Bhabhi, I swear you are always working." Karan exclaims entering the kitchen.

"I have to prepare for tomorrow, K." Anika smiles.

"Prepare for Vijya Dashmi. Prepare for Ninth Puja. Prepare for First Puja. Oh God!" Karan cries. "No more. You need to enjoy today."

"Really? How?" Anika questions turning to her brother- in- law.

"Let's go out for drinks." Karan smirked.

"Idiotic plan, like always." Another voice intervenes.

"Only you Kabir, only you." Karan protests.

"Your plans are always useless and if for once they are not, they do not work." Kabir says straight- forward.

"You are just jealous, that my this plan will work."

"It won't."

"Yes, it will."

"No way."

"Yes way."

"Can I have my way?" Anika intervenes between the brothers.

"Ah, yes Bhabhi, you tells. Don't you think this is awesome?"

"How can you both fighting be awesome? I am going deaf here." Anika motions her hands around dramatically.

"Bhabhi. O my Bhabhi." Karan sings. "Calm down. See you are stressed let's go have some drinks. What do you say?"

"I say, it is a bad plan." Kabir steps in once again.

"Nobody asked you, let Bhabhi answer." Karan says agitated.

Anika suppressing her laugh motions Kabir to stop disturbing Karan.

"I ask what kind of plan this is?" Anika questions. "Tell me, in this time of Durga Puja, you want to go and get drunk how nice is it?"

"But Bhabhi!" Karan pouts.

"Do not Bhabhi me." Anika stops him. "You want you both can go. Bring me back a bottle too, but neither can I go today nor get drunk."

"Bhabhi!" Karan continues to whine.

"Karan!"

"Ok Fine." Karan throws his hands up in the air. "You are coming with me, Bhai and that is final."

"Bhabhi..." Kabir turns to his Bhabhi for help.

"Kabiri, do it for me, Please." Anika made a sad face.

"Ok Fine!" He sighed, before both the brothers' go away to get ready.

"Bhabhi!" Karan called. "we are going."

"Good." Anika wipes her hand on the cloth. "Bring me back a good bottle of red wine. We will share, day after tomorrow."

"Ok Bhabhi! Bye!" The two brothers kiss their Bhabhi's cheeks before going away.

Two hours later 

(A/N Trigger Warning for Physical and verbal abuse.)

Anika was done with all her work around the house. She had prepared every thing for tomorrow. Happy with all the things, she walks to her room.

She was on the way, when she heard a huge crash from Hardik's room.

'I should check that out.' She thinks.
She knocks on his door lightly, but gets no response.

'Should I go in?' she questions herself.

She opens the door slightly to know the atmosphere of the room. The were just some laughs from the room.

'He must be watching some thing on Netflix.'

"Aww, baby it broke." A girls' voice sounds in the room.

'Must be in the movie, why will he have some one over?'

"No problem, darling. You know that maid I have, will get blamed." Hardik says.

Anika feels the world falling apart for her. 'What is happening in there?'

She takes a further step in to the room, hiding herself against the wall to look in the room.

"which maid?" the girls' voice ask.

"The one mom got me married to." Hardik says.

Anika's world shatters. 'He considers me a mere maid? But Why?'

"Oh! that one." the girl laughs. "Well, she is am idiot! She thinks you, you Hardik Rajbanshi will accept her one day."

"I know right! Absolutely Insane" Hardik laughs with her.

'All these two years went by in vain? Why did he not divorce me if he wanted that weird girl, who he has in his bed?
Should I go confront him?'

"Hardik" Anika calls making a split second decision.

"Yes Anita!" He sighs.
'He can not even take my name. correctly'

"Who is she?" Anika question, coming in their line of sight.

"This is your maid?" The girl in bed scoffs. "I have better."
Anika glances down at the girl, she was wearing the skimpiest underwear that must have been made. Anika was simply disgusted by her.

"Why are you even here?" Hardik questions.

"Because I am your wife." Anika snaps.

A slap lands on her cheek. The slapper being the girl. While Hardik simply sits back watching, taking a sip of his whatever drink he was having.

"How dare you. I know gold diggers like you. Always looking for attention." the girl spits out.

"The talk is between me and my husband." Anika says, angry.

"And your husband is my boyfriend." the girl spat. "You better stay away from both of us. You are the one coming in between of us."

"Now go bring me a drink." She orders.

"I am not your maid." Anika answers back.

*Slap*

"I am your mistress." She slaps her again.
"You are a dirt of my sole. Nothing more. Remember it."

Anika was surprised at the confidence in the girl, she raised her eyes to look at the her husband.

He was just like before sitting back there, sipping from his champagne glass. As if watching an entertaining movie.

"Won't you say anything to protect your wives dignity?" Anika questioned.

"Wife." Hardik huffs. "You are a mere maid to me. Wife only for presentence in front of family."

Anika was getting angry is the man insane? What was he talking about?

"You know baby, I heard Mr. Khanna was looking for a new whore." the girl smirks looking at Anika up and down.

"Really, is he?" Hardik questions as if he was curious about what that girl said. As he picks his mobile phone from the side table.

"I think you could earn some money, using her." the girl smirks licking Anika's husbands neck before taking a sip from his champagne flute.

"Hmm." Hardik hums, as if thinking about the option. Still busy in his mobile phone.

Anika felt disgusted to be in their presence even. Her blood boiling she turns around, to leave the room when she hears the words that chill her.

"Get ready, tomorrow. Mr. Khanna would most probably wants you. Oh and he likes his girls in black."

Anika rushes out of the room, tears spilling from her eyes.

'Her own husband was ready to sell her to a man- whore. Just because her girl friend suggested that he could use her for money gaining? What kind of husband is he? Does he have literally no sense of self being? Even an ounce of concern for her? Care for her self respect? Her self being?'

'Maybe she could ask for divorce. But what is the guarantee that he will give her a divorce? And even if he some how does, will he let her go? What kind of evil creature is he?'

Her phone pinged, when she looked down at it, she wanted to break things. It was Mr. Khanna, saying that Hardik sent him her number.

'Looking in to the mirror she made a split second decision. She has her respect, her self being. She let her ego to deflate but she will not let her self respect and self being get destroyed. She would not let him.'

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