Evil people

The next morning, I was all alone in the bed. I don't know why but I didn't like it. Today we were going to my parent's house so I got dressed. Dar was at night but prarthi told me to come early. I stood at the window admiring the day and waiting for him but as I looked down he was on the bench reading newspaper. Was he not going with me? Maybe he doesn't want to go? Why would he? But I know they called us just because they wanted to see him more than me.

My legs took me to the garden. I stood staring at his back, thinking if I should go near him or not. He kept the newspaper and looked straight. what if he says he doesn't want to go? What am I gonna say to my sister? My parents will taunt me the whole day for not being able to bring him. No, I will beg him to go with me.

I slowly went and sat on the bench. Tina brought tea for both of us. She smiled and left. I sat there watching at the trees thinking about how to ask him and then finally I said. 

"I know you don't want to go but... "

"I will," I looked at him in a surprise. He smiled and handed me a cup of tea. We drank in silence. I never thought he would say that.

"If you are ready then we can leave," he said.

I nodded and we left. My family welcomed us. My sister was way too happy. Devil and she were getting along. I found out they even talk on the phone. I know she was really happy and she loved me. My parents always acted nicely in front of others and now they were happy that their ugly skinny daughter got married to a Billionaire. They obviously won a jackpot. Only if he knew how fake they were. I am not saying I am ugly to get sympathy or to hear "No, you are beautiful" but actually I was ugly. I know, I will be never enough for others but for me, I was, I am and will always be enough and that's the truth.

We went inside and there were other two girls, my sister's friends. I gave them a soft smile and went to my bedroom. He sat with my sister while my mother followed me and started to yell.

"Why are you dressed like this? Don't you have any expensive sari ? or makeup kit? At least act like billionaire's wife now that you are married to one. Your Thuli Aama, Thulo Buwa, Sani Aama (uncle and aunts), and maybe other relatives will arrive soon and you....you gonna cut our nose like always, don't you?" She said in an angry tone.

I stood there quietly not bothering to speak.

"You are so dumb. You are married to a rich guy, you could ask anything and he would give you," 

Yeah I married him for money.

"You..."

"Enough, let me sit in peace for a while. If you want money go and ask him," I said annoyed by her behaviour.

She gave me a harsh look and left. I sat on bed tears in my eyes. Whole life I had been longing for love, just love damn it but they always show me how much they despise me. Just because I am not beautiful? or because I was born a girl which they were not expecting, don't I deserve a little bit of love?

I heard knock on the door. I hurriedly wiped my tears and sat looking down.

"Hey," he said. 

I ignored him and went to the bathroom. Before marriage, they always taunted me for how ugly, pathetic I was and now because of him they will forever taunt me for not acting like rich, Ugh. I sat inside for awhile thinking about my life but after some time I heard him knock. Ugh, why can't anyone leave me in peace for awhile?

I washed my face and went outside, he was waiting for me.

"Is everything Ok?" He asked me.

"Like you care." I muttered not looking at him.

My sister opened the door "Come out didi (sister), let's dance, and you too venaju," she looked at us grinning.

Venaju means Brother in law in Nepali.

I looked at her raising my eyebrows. She called him what? I don't want her to call him that because I haven't accepted him as my husband and its all a deal. It gonna hurt her when she finds out its all a lie.

"What? He is my venaju. Can't I call you that?" She asked him. 

"Yes, of course, you can," he said.

I looked at him and he was smiling. When he saw me looking at him, he stopped. I rolled my eyes and went outside where girls were dancing. He came and sat beside me. Other few of our relatives had come and I greeted them. All of them wanted to talk with him. Some females were staring at him like he was some kind of snack. The whole day we sat talking, no, not me I sat alone in the corner, them. In the evening everything was prepared and my sister started to dance with her friends. She really liked festivals. In the USA it was different but here the festival came every 2 or 3 months.

After some time, I went to the kitchen and ate alone. Devil followed me. He was trying to talk but I was completely silent. I didn't want to snap him at my parent's house. I know he would feel bad, maybe.

Prarthi forced me to dance and the devil smiled clapping his hand along with other people. I gave him a look and he winked. I rolled my eyes. At almost 9:30 I told them we were leaving. Prarthi was continuously telling me it was too early and my parents insisted him to stay the night but I wanted to go. I wanted peace which I would never get here. Thankfully, devil told them we have to leave cause it was my first Teej and he wants me to celebrate it in his house blah blah blah. My head was on the verge of exploding. I had already heard too much from my parents. Whenever I was alone they would come and taunt me. At some point, I felt like I did the right thing by making a deal with him. He never forces me to do anything or yells at me or makes me feel bad. 

"Yeah, it's because he is the one who made the deal with you." I told myself.

While driving he asked me.

"Why didn't you wanted to stay?" His eyes focused on the road.

"Cause..." I stopped.

I wanted peace which was not possible there.

"None of your damn business," I said in a calm tone looking outside the window thinking he was the reason why I had to hear all those taunt whole day and does he think just because he acted like supporting my decision doesn't mean I will act nice with him, bloody devil.

The whole ride was filled with silence. We arrived and I came out of the car without even bothering to look at him. I had too much of today. I needed to be alone.