A/N: Another one shot on Abhirika. Its a different kind of romantic story. Written on a request placed by KKHOAISHE. This is for you dear. Hope it meets your expectations. :)
Scenario:
It's been few months since Abhijit and Tarika are being married. Their life was normal like all other CID officers' life. They understood each other and their nature of work and adjusted with each other. They were just perfect match. Like all newlywed couples their where some hesitations, shyness, fight and of course love.
Now let us look into what happens on one such day. How they handle one particular situation although it is a very common circumstance which they ought to face. Let's just peep into 2 hours in the life of ABHIRIKA on one such day where they face one such situation.
Abhirika residence:
Time 6 pm:
Tarika was unlocking the door while Abhijit came jogging after parking their car in garage. Both pushed open the door either side and went inside. Tarika got the car keys from Abhijit and hung it in the holder, while Abhijit plonked himself on the sofa drained out due to heavy work. Abhijit rested his both arms and head on the head rest and closed his eyes. Tarika walked towards him smiling. Tarika placed her hand bag on the center table and went behind him. Tarika gently massaged his shoulders. A small smile appeared on Abhijit's lips.
Abhijit (in pleasure mumbled): Thank you Tarika.
Tarika smiled down at him who had one of his eyes slightly opened smiling just to meet hers.
Tarika: Coffee?
Abhijit: Hmm.
Tarika then took her bag and went inside their bed room. She came out after washing her face a little and tying her hair up with a clip. Tarika then walked inside kitchen to prepare some coffee for two.
Tarika then came out with a tray having two cups after 20 minutes. She handed one to Abhijit who was now well settled with his legs on the table, coat thrown nearby and two buttons of his shirt opened.
Tarika: Abhijit coffee.
Abhijit took coffee and settled back. Tarika too took her cup and settled adjacent to him. As both where sipping coffee in silence enjoying each other's company Abhijit got a call on his mobile and he excused himself and went away with his cup. Tarika then flipped through magazine while taking sips in between. After finishing she then placed the cup on the table and rested her head back and closed her eyes relaxing each and every muscle of her body.
Abhijit returned after 10 minutes to find his Tarika resting in the same place. He went close towards and smiled at her lovingly. He placed his cup beside hers. He then went behind her a started to press her forehead gently to ease her stress lines. Immediately a crescent shaped smile formed on her lips. Still with her eyes closed Tarika struck a conversation with Abhijit.
Tarika: Kis ka phone tha Abhijit?
Abhijit: Daya ka. Khe raha tha ki aaj 10 bajey bureau pahunch na hai aur wo mujhey 8 bajey pick up karney a jayega.
Tarika stood up hearing the news and face Abhijit.
Tarika: Dinner ghar pe karkey jaogey na tum fir Daya ko b bula lena.
Abhijit thought for some time before replying.
Abhijit: Nahi Tarika. Aaj nahi. Heavy ho jayega.
Tarika: Hmm. OK. Fir mein aap dono keliye sandwiches bana dungi. Wo light hoga aap logon keliye. Tik hai?
Abhijit knew that even if he said no she will pack for them, so to keep her mind he accepted by faintly nodding his head smiling. Tarika too smiled knowing that he accepted only for.
Tarika: Then OK. Chalo refresh to ho jao. Tum pheley naha lo fir mein jathi huin. Tab thak keliye mein sandwiches bi bana lungi.
Abhijit: Haan. Mera dress lekey rakh dena please.
Tarika: Haan rakh dhungi.
Both went inside their bed room, first Abhijit followed by Tarika. Tarika took out towel from cupboard and placed it on Abhijit's shoulder, who was just then removing his shirt off. He gave the shirt to Tarika and walked inside bathroom. Tarika dumped the shirt in cloth bin and took fresh set of neatly pressed clothes and placed it on the edge of their bed.
Tarika looked herself in the dressing mirror on the way just before walking out from room. She just gently moved her curls behind her ear humming a tune to herself. Her gaze fell on the photo of them which was hung just on the opposite wall to the mirror. She smiled and blushed a little looking at reflection of their photo on the mirror.
Tarika entered kitchen and engaged herself in making sandwiches for DUO. Sometimes while working in the kitchen she used to remember the days before marriage when she just used to visit him and cook for him. The kitchen was rarely or was a neglected part of this home once. Then her regular visit for dinner with DUO or sometime with whole team brought life to it. She always used to smile at Daya and Abhijit at how they used to praise her skill for cooking and would accept anything that comes out from kitchen to their plate. Occasionally both used to settle on the dice to receive food hot from stove even fighting like kids for whom the next share must go. After making sandwiches, she then wrapped them neatly in a foil. And then along with it she placed two 20ml bottle containing homemade fresh lime juice in a paper bag.
In the meantime Abhijit came out of shower ruffling his hair. He knew that always unknowingly he used to smile looking at the clothes placed for him. He usually never gave importance to his dressing. Lot of time Tarika itself used to tease him for wearing odd combination of shirt and coat and this made them to decide that he will wear whatever she chooses for him daily. This small gesture always made him to compare his life before and after her. How much he has changed or to put it precisely grown up physically (referring to his slightly protruding belly) and mentally ever since she started to reside in him and that's even before she started living in his home with him. He then toweled his hair vigorously and threw the towel on the bed aimlessly. Then he combed his hair gently, applied deodorant. He then took his coat and was about to come out when he saw the discarded towel. He retraced back, took the towel and thrashed it inside the cloth bin. This act of him was carried out rarely but every time it was done it was meant especially for her. His small way to show he cared for her.
Tarika came out of the kitchen carrying the paper bag and checked her watch. It was 7: 15. As he too came out he heard his mobile ringing in the hall. Tarika reached first and removed mobile from charger as she turned she got dashed with Abhijit, who, also came to take his mobile. Both smiled at each other giving " Oops sorry" look. Tarika handing over
Tarika: Daya ka call hai.
Abhjit: Hello Daya. Haan…
Tarika saw Abhijit walking towards sofa discussing seriously about the case. Tarika placed bag on the center table and indicated it by her eyes to Abhijit. Abhijit showed thumbs up sign with his left hand while nodding his head to her and speaking over the phone. Tarika then gestured that she is going to take bath. Abhijit signed through his eyes that "It's OK and that this call may go on for some time and she can proceed". Tarika smiled at him shaking her head and mouthing a "ok" to him.
After about fifteen minutes Abhijit entered bed room to find himself Awe struck at the sight before him. Tarika was sitting on the chair before dressing mirror, wearing a blood red sari with brown border adjusting her palu. Her partly dried hair was left loose, still some water droplets pouring down on her bare shoulders. She was wearing a single stone diamond stud and just a simple mangalsutr around her neck. She looked up and smiled at Abhijit's reflection through mirror, Abhijit who was in a trance till then got revived from it. He walked would be wrong word to use, he was pulled like a magnet towards her. He stood behind her smiling with his hands rested on the head rest.
Tarika(giving final adjustments): Daya ne kya kaha? Wo araha hai na tumhey pick up karney?
Silence. Tarika looked up to meet Abhijit's eyes on the mirror. She knitted her brows in confusion.
Tarika: Kya hua Abhijit esey kyun dhek rahey ho? Kuch kami hai kya?
Abhijit came and stood before her resting on the dressing table with crossed arms. Tarika stood pushing her chair behind with a questioning look on her face. Abhijit looked her from top to bottom and finally smiled at her making her even more confused.
Tarika: Bathao na Abhijit kuch kami hai?
Abhijit: Haan.
Saying so he took a vermilion box from the table behind him, he opened it and took some between his index and thumb finger. He then looked at Tarika straight. Suddenly a hundreds of emotions came out from her heart through her eyes. Abhijit could see how much this small red powder meant to her. It all showed in her eyes transparently. His heart moved, he felt a pang on his chest. He slowly raised his hand and applied vermillon on her forehead.
Abhijit: Ab sab tik hai.
He winked at her and this made her to smile shyly. He then stood behind her, their cheeks touching each other. His hands covered her hand around her waist. Tarika lightly hit his head with hers and both smiled at each other looking at themselves in the mirror. It was a picture perfect moment with picture perfect pose. Two persons bonded by love, made for each other couple. Also connected by their soul, thus being a soul mate.
Tarika(softly): Abhijit.
Abhijit(who had his eyes closed): Umm..
Tarika(patting his cheek by her hand): Abhijit chalo dher ho rahi hai.
Abhijit: Umm…. Thoda time hai abi.
In the same time Abhijit's mobile placed on the dressing table rang.
Tarika: Abhijit tumhara mobile.
Silence.
Tarika felt that Abhijit wasn't in the mood to pick up. So she peered into the caller id.
Tarika(shaking Abhijit vigorously): Abhijit ACP sir ka call hai. Pick up the phone.
Abhijit reluctantly but sincerely attended the call. Tarika slipped away to hall. Tarika was just working in the kitchen mainly due to distract herself. Every second the clock ticked she felt weird. She then came into hall to find Abhijit still talking on the mobile. She silently went beside him and slipped her right palm into his left palm and rested her head on his shoulder gently. Abhijit placed his head over hers still passing instructions to some officer. As he cut the call they heard calling bell. Abhijit looked into his watch still his hands holding her.
Abhijit: 8. Daya hi hoga.
Tarika: Hmm… Tho.
Abhijit: Tho…
After a few seconds of silence which for them was like hours.
Tarika: All the best Sr. Inspector Abhijit. Go and fulfill your duty and be victorious.
Abhijit: Yes Ms Tarika Abhijit. As you say.
Calling bell rang again.
Tarika(nervously but with confidence): Aur… aur jaldi laut ke aana. I… I will be... waiting... for you.
Abhijit hugged her tightly. She too hugged him back with all her strength. Both their shivering bodies found comfort in this hug and prayed time to become still.
Abhijit(still in hug in her ear softly): Mein wapas aunga Tarika.
Both parted. Abhijit kissed her forehead just below her sindoor. They both smiled knowingly. Abhijit went to open the door to find Daya. Both smiled at each other with a curt nod. Tarika joined them at the door with the bag. She gave it Abhijit.
Tarika: So all set?
Daya: Haan.
Tarika(smiling): Ok .
Abhijit: Ok fir hum chaltey hain Tarika.
Tarika(warning tone): Abhijit!
Abhijit: Sorry. Fir hum laut ke athey hain.
Tarika and Daya smiled.
Abhijit: Tho tum dinner karlena aur lock karke so jana. I have keys.
Even though both knew that Tarika will wait till he returns back from mission.
Tarika: Ok baba. Ab chalo, Nahi tho dher ho jayegi. Aur criminals apke haathon se baj ke nikal jayengey Tata bolke.
All 3 laughed to make the situation light.
Daya: Ok Tarika. Hum Laut ke athey hain. (Purposefully stressing the words)
Tarika waved them and waited till the tail light vanished. Then she came inside and suddenly felt empty in home and inside her too.
In Quallis:
Daya: Patha nahi ye aurathein kasi karthi hai ye kaam itni easily. Apney andhar itna kuch chupake. Itna ummed rakthe hain har ek dhin humarey laut ne ka.
Abhijit: Haan yaar. Kabi kabi guilty feel hotha hai ki kya humney shaadi karkey koi galat kaam tho nahi kar di. Magar unke ankho mein pyar aur umeed dhek ke humarey andhar unkeliye dhar ke agey hosala aur mission ko accomplish karke ghar janey ka himath aa jathi hai apney aap.
Daya: Haan ye bath tho hai boss.
Abhijit(looking at Daya): Humari weakness bi wo hain aur humari
DUO: Sabse bade himath deney waley bi patni hi hai.
Both smiled.