I can't live without you
I'm not bothered by your presence because I'm becoming increasingly familiar with you. However, the prospect of living without you makes me sick to my stomach.
"Harsh's point of view,"
It's 7:00 p.m., and Riya is in the kitchen, as she always is, cooking dinner together with my help.
To meet my deadline, I must accomplish all of my tasks ahead of time. I just have tonight to spend with you, so please be understanding. Keeping her gaze concentrated on me, she explained, "I have to depart for Shimla tomorrow evening."
"All right," I said in response.
Will you please double-check my luggage to ensure that I have forgotten nothing important? She enquired as she was preparing the chapati.
"All right," I whispered.
"Can you tell me what happened and why you're so upset?" After observing my somber demeanor, she asked what was wrong.
My approach to her with a platter of chopped vegetables was slow and deliberate.
"Nothing, I'm alright," I said.
When she turned away from her desk and towards me, she said, "No, you're not looking nice; there must be something you're hiding from me."
"No, I'm alright," I said, nodding my head in response.
"Harsh, are you going to tell me the truth about what's wrong, or I'll have to blackmail you?" She made a direct threat to me.
"Can you tell me why you're leaving me?" I inquired with a friendly query.
"Don't you want me to leave?"
My bowed head was raised to her, and she enquired.
I'd prefer you to leave, but I'm afraid I won't be able to live without you.
I answered quietly, my attention riveted on hers with my words.
"All well, then I'll cancel the trip by making an excuse," she remarked, observing my dejected appearance and responding accordingly.
"No, you shouldn't allow me to dictate how you live your life," I said, acknowledging her position.
"I understand that H.O.D. s are required to travel," I continued.
Her eyes welled up with tears as she spoke.
I don't think you'll have to be upset. When you are in discomfort, though, I feel obligated to remove the source of your distress.
When I saw the sadness on your face, it made me feel sad too.
Riya, what is the source of your tears? "I cannot see your tears," I explained as I brushed away her tears with my finger.
To be honest, I don't want to leave you either. I, too, am apprehensive about traveling.
"I just refuse, Mr. Shinde," she said, picking up her phone from the dining room table and saying.
I replied by yanking the phone out of her grasp and throwing it across the room. "No, Riya, you must join the trip. It'll be over in two days at the latest.
No, I will not miss you.
"It's not just about you; I'm not used to living without you; I can't sleep until you make me sleep; who will make me sleep there? She inquired as she embraced me.
"you must do some work even without consent," I said, clutching her waist. Riya, this trip is part of your profession, so you must go, and I know how excited you are about the trip; you packed five days ago.
"I don't want to go," she whispered, her eyes fixed on me.
"All right," I said, placing my fingers on her throbbing vein. But then your entire purchase will be a waste.
"Oh Shit, I had forgotten about it." Her smile returned as she said, "You are right.
"Now it's final. You're leaving the next day. This is no longer a topic of discussion.
"Let's get this food cooked quickly, then we can finish packing," I said as I walked into the kitchen with her.
"I know you're only upset from the outside," she teased, "but you're quite happy with my departure."
"For the next two days, I'm going to live peacefully alone without you, and I'll have the entire bed to myself; such pleasant moments don't come along every day,"I retorted.
It was fantastic.
What do you think I'll miss out on if I go to that place?
Not in the least. It's also beneficial that I'll be free of you for two days.
"You suffocate my head by talking garbage all day," she teased back.
"Why aren't you leaving if you have so many issues with me?" I inquired. I grumbled when I heard her say those words.
It was her response that got her into trouble: "I believe you have more issues than I do," she said.
"You should leave me first." So, I guess it's going to be you who's going to be the one to leave me.
A second time, I sneered at her.
"I know you want the same thing," she said with a snarl.
Riya, how arrogant do you come across as?
Although you could have canceled your trip if you wanted, you were always determined to get rid of me. "I attempted to hold her responsible for what she had stated.
She warned me, with the implication that she was referring to me.
If you make fun of me, I won't speak to you again.
Upon noticing her agitated expression, I paced my laughter and said, "All right."
"I'm furious," she said, her face red with rage.
After gently placing all the food on the dining room table and serving my meal, she left.
Then she walked into the bedroom and laid down on the bed.
"Are you not going to eat the food, Riya?" As I entered the room, I inquired.
She snarled, shifting her face to the other side. "No, I'm not hungry."
"All right," I said, attempting to blackmail her, "then I won't eat either."
"Can you tell me what's wrong with you?" As she rose from her bed, she inquired.
I grabbed her hand and led her down the hall, saying, "I don't enjoy having dinner without you."
"You are truly happy with my departure," she said, her eyes welling up with tears.
I was just teasing you, Riya. It's difficult for me to spend an hour in this house without you.
How am I going to get by for two days, especially on a weekend? I responded by taking her in my arms and embracing her.
"Are you sure you're telling the truth?"
I fixed her gaze on me as she enquired.
What are your thoughts on the matter? "Do you think I'll be able to live without you?"
I shifted my focus back to her and asked a question.
She knew I couldn't live without her, but she insisted on hearing it from my lips.
"I'm not sure you have to tell me," Her innocent question was directed at me.
I replied by kissing her on the forehead. "I can't live without you, but I can't control your life for my happiness; your happiness is everything to me."
We double-checked her packed bags, turned off the lights, and she lay down on my side after we finished our meal.
"I'll miss you a lot," I said, my feet hovering over her.
"Me too," she said, burying her face in my chest.
"I'm having a hard time falling asleep without you, Riya," I murmured, my hand resting on her waist.
She put her hand on my shoulder and said, "Harsh, I'm not used to sleeping without you."
I pushed her onto the bed, and in the blink of an eye, I was on top of her.
"What are you doing, harsh?" She inquired, sensing my intent.
"Shhh..." I murmured, silencing her with my finger on her lips.
I responded by smoothing her face, "I have to see you properly, then you'll meet me after two full days."
"Are you serious?"
I wrapped her arms around my neck as she inquired.
I kissed her on both cheeks after kissing her on the forehead.
She blushed as she closed her eyes.
I kissed the insides of her closed eyes.
She shifted her face to the other side as I pressed my lips against hers.
Her abrupt behavior change perplexed me.
"What happened, Riya?" I asked, turning on the side lamp and looking at her surprised expression.
"Nothing. Is it time for us to retire to our beds?"
"I have to travel tomorrow night, so I need to get some sleep today,"she explained as she shifted to the other side of the bed.
"OK," I said as I slid off her side and switched off the nightlight.
What was it that had Riya in such a terrible mood today?
I was planning on kissing her on the lips, but she doesn't enjoy it when I do it to her.
For what reason do I have the feeling that Riya has been behaving strangely over the last few days?
After all, what exactly is Riya worried about?
The source of Riya's depression was never revealed.
Is Rachit the one who has caused Riya's anxiety?
What is it that causes me to think about these things?
Is it possible that I haven't noticed Riya's pain to be alone today in her eyes?
She adores me so much that she will set her desires aside to assure my well-being, which is quite amazing.
That's something I don't think Riya would ever do.
Riya may be fatigued from her work and household responsibilities today as well.
Was it my goal to have physical contact with her without her consent?
No, I can't even imagine it.
Her happiness is the most crucial thing.
I jolted out of my reverie and kissed her on the neck before tucking her into my arms and drifting off to sleep.
During the time she turned her back on me, I fell asleep by wrapping my hand around her waist and holding on to her.
