LOVE AFTER FORCED MARRIAGE
Love After Forced Marriage - Episode 5
Theme: {melting his anger.}
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The next morning, Arya stood in the kitchen, her hands moving deftly as she chopped vegetables and stirred the pot. She had been up since dawn, cleaning up the mess Karan had left in the room after his outburst.
As she cooked, her mind wandered to Karan's sudden disappearance after he stormed out of the room. Where had he gone? And why had he been so angry?
But she pushed aside her thoughts and focused on the task at hand. As the new bride, it was her duty to cook for the family, according to tradition.
She expertly juggled multiple pots and pans, the aromas of spices and herbs filling the air. The kitchen was warm and cozy, filled with the sounds of sizzling food and the warmth of the stove.
As she worked, She felt a sense of determination wash over her. She would prove herself to be a good wife and daughter-in-law, no matter what Karan's behavior was like.
Maya entered the kitchen, her eyes scanning the room as she took in the sights and smells of cooking food. Her face lit up with a warm smile as she spotted Arya standing at the stove.
"Hmm, that smells nice," Maya said, her voice filled with appreciation. Arya turned to face her, a warm greeting on her face.
"Good morning," Arya said, her eyes sparkling with warmth.
"Good morning to you too," Maya replied, her eyebrows rising in surprise. "You're up early."
Arya nodded, her hands moving deftly as she stirred the pot. "Yes, I wanted to make breakfast for everyone."
Maya's face lit up with approval. "That's great! What can I help with?"
"Nothing, I'm almost done."
"Okay, then I'll set up the dining table."
"Sure, thank you," Arya said,
Maya smiled and left to set up the dining table, leaving Arya to finish cooking.
Some minutes later, Arya was done cooking, and Maya helped her set the food on the dining table. As the aroma of the food filled the room, everyone started to emerge from their rooms, their faces filled with anticipation.
They sat down at the dining table, awaiting their turn to taste the meal prepared by Arya. She waited anxiously as everyone took their first bites, her eyes scanning their faces for reactions.
Jash's face lit up with surprise, a smile spreading across his face. "This is good!" he exclaimed.
Zara nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with delight. "Delicious!" she said.
As the compliments continued to flow, Arya's face glowed with pride and happiness. Grandma Viti smiled, her eyes twinkling with approval, and handed her some money as a tradition when a new bride cooks for the family.
"Thank you, Grandma," she said, her voice filled with gratitude.
As they began eating, Kiara's eyes sparkled with amusement, her lips curling into a sly smirk. She knew fully well that Karan had left the house the night before.
"Um, Arya, where is Karan?" Kiara asked, her voice laced with innocence.
Everyone's eyes turned to Arya, their faces filled with curiosity.
"Yes, I was mainly going to ask, is he still sleeping?" Roshni asked.
Arya's face hesitated, her eyes darting around the room. She knew that Karan hadn't slept at home the night before, and she didn't want to reveal the truth.
Just then, Karan walked into the room, wearing different clothes from the ones he had worn the night before. His face looked tired, his eyes bloodshot.
"Karan, where are you coming from?" Jash asked, his voice laced with surprise.
Grandma Viti's face turned stern, her eyes flashing with anger. "Did you leave your wife all alone on your wedding night?"
"I'm not in the mood right now. I'm tired, and I need to freshen up and head to work."
"Come eat, Karan. Your wife made this." Ved said.
Karan scoffed, his eyes rolling in disdain. "Like I care. I'm not eating," he said rudely and walked away.
Grandma Viti's face turned red with anger. "Karan!" she called, but he ignored her.
Arya's face looked worried, her eyes pleading. "Grandma," she called, trying to calm her down. Grandma Viti sighed tiredly, her face etched with disappointment.
Some minutes later, Arya entered the room, her eyes locking onto Karan as he emerged from the bathroom. She gulped nervously, avoiding his cold, piercing gaze.
"Um, should I serve you your food here?" she sputtered, her voice trembling slightly.
Karan ignored her, his face expressionless as he grabbed his briefcase and strode out of the room. She sighed, her shoulders sagging in relief, and followed him out.
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The next day, the morning Pooja was performed by the whole family after inviting the priest. After he finished praying for them, he left with the offerings they had given him.
Karan stood up, his face still expressionless, and left for his room. Arya stared after him, her eyes filled with confusion and concern. Soon, she entered the room, holding a glass of water.
"I brought you water," she said politely, her voice soft.
Karan stared at her, his eyes flashing with anger, as he took the water from her. In a sudden, swift motion, he poured the water over her head, the liquid streaming down her body. Her eyes widened in shock, her face pale with fear. Pen by Authoress Isabella library.
"Don't you ever!" He warned, his voice low and menacing, before he turned and left the room.
She sighed, her body trembling with fear, as she started to clean up the water from her body.
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Weeks passed by, and Arya continued to endure Karan's torture and harsh words. Even in the presence of everyone, he humiliated her and called her names. Grandma Viti and Karan's parents were not pleased with him for treating his wife in such a manner, but he ignored them and continued doing what was on his mind.
"I am so sorry about Karan," Roshni said, her voice filled with empathy.
"It's okay, Mom. I believe he will change," she said, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and hope. Roshni hugged her tightly, trying to offer comfort.
Later in the day, Arya came to the room and noticed the door was locked from the inside.
"Why is it locked?" she wondered, and started knocking on the door. "Karan, are you in there? Please open the door," she said, her voice laced with a hint of desperation. She continued knocking and calling out to him.
Just then, the door opened slightly, revealing Karan's cold, unyielding gaze.
"What?" he asked coldly, his voice devoid of emotion.
"Um..." she sputtered, trying to find the right words.
"You're not sleeping in my room tonight. Your presence suffocates me, and your smell is unbearable. So, go sleep somewhere else," he spat, his words dripping with venom.
With that, he slammed the door shut, leaving her standing alone in the hallway, her face etched with pain and rejection. She sighed tiredly, not knowing what to do. After a while, she made her way to the living room and lay down on the couch, her eyes welling up with tears.
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The next day, Arya was busy preparing lunch in the kitchen when Sonia walked in, her face twisted in a scowl.
"Hey," Arya said, smiling warmly at Sonia, but Sonia scoffed, her eyes rolling in disdain.
"Why are you still here? Do you think Karan will ever accept you? Do you enjoy his torture?" Sonia asked, her voice laced with malice.
"What do you mean?" she asked surprisedly, her voice hesitant.
"Exactly what you heard. Karan doesn't love you; he loves someone else, the woman he was meant to marry and was deprived of."
Arya's face paled, her eyes filling with shock and sadness. She had never known this.
"It will be best if you leave, because he'll only keep hating you more."She said, her voice dripped with venom.
With that, Sonia turned and walked away, leaving Arya feeling stunned and confused.
During lunchtime, the table was set, and everyone gathered to eat, including Karan, who ordered the maid to prepare his food separately, as was his usual routine. He had never once tasted Arya's cooking.
"Karan, when will you change this childish behavior and focus on your wife?"Grandma Viti said.
"You call this childish behavior, Grandma? You forced me into this marriage; I don't like her, I don't want her. You asked me to marry her, and I did you a favor. She's here, the daughter-in-law you desperately wanted." He said coldly.pen by Authoress Isabella library.
"Karan, mind your words to Grandma."Sai's face turned stern.
"Stay out of this!"Karan snapped at him, his voice cold.
Then, he stood up and stormed out of the dining room, leaving the table in an uncomfortable silence.
Arya felt Grandma Viti's hand on hers, trying to ease her anger and comfort her. Gian and his family exchanged mischievous glances, their faces filled with amusement and satisfaction.
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