30 Days Drabble - 23 (Written by fabulous writer Originals143)
Final Match
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"How would you like Chinese for dinner tonight?," asks Tarika to her husband one Sunday evening.
"I don't mind," he shrugs in response.
The forensic doctor gives him a warm smile. "Good, because I want to watch the match tonight. It starts at 8'o clock," she says.
The senior inspector raises an eyebrow as he gives his wife an admiring grin. "You're watching the match with me?," he asks.
"Of course! It's the finals and Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal are playing! I wouldn't miss it for anything," exclaims Tarika, his tone slightly excited.
Abhijeet creases his forehead in confusion. "Roger-," he says, but stops as it dawns on him. "Tarika, I'm talking about the cricket match!," he says.
"What, no! It's the Wimbledon finals, Abhijeet!," she complains.
The sharp shooter gives her a look of indignation. "So? The cricket match is more interesting! I'm watching it, I don't care," he declares, only to earn a dead glare from his wife.
Suddenly, both of them happen to glance at the clock. 19:58.
Abhijeet gives Tarika a fierce stare, which she returns with an equally intense one. In so many years, they've known each other well enough to calculate their actions.
Therefore, within a flash of a second, both of them literally race toward the remote. The forensic doctor manages to grab it before her husband can pounce on it. "Hah! I'm quick as a cat!," she snorts, sticking out his tongue at him before switching on the TV.
The senior inspector grumbles in irritation, settling down on the couch with a very huffy expression as his wife gives him a winning smirk.
After a while..
"How good he looks when he's sweating!," says Tarika in a fake-mesmerized tone, indicating to the vision of Roger Federer drying his neck with a towel. Fighting down a giggle, she takes a cursory glance at her husband, whose frown has now deepened.
Although she is actually interested in the match rather than the men playing it, she decides to tease her husband.
A few seconds later, the sharp shooter abruptly gets up from his seat. "Where are you going?," asks Tarika, moving her attention away from the TV.
"I'm going over to Daya's. I don't want to spend the evening watching my wife drool over sone Swiss sportsman!," he snaps angrily and Tarika bites her lip, getting up herself and running behind him.
"No, don't go! I was kidding!," she says. "I'll put on the cricket match, but stay with me, please!," she adds in a persuasive tone.
Abhijeet raises an eyebrow at her. "Really?," he asks.
The forensic doctor nods ruefully. "Umm hmm! I want to spend time with you. The sport doesn't matter!," she says, snaking her arms around his neck.
The senior inspector smiles lovingly. "Forget the match. Let's watch a movie and order your favorite Chinese," he says.
"Sounds like a plan!," mumbles Tarika as they both settle back on the couch.
Spending quality time together is unparalleled bliss for them, indeed.
KK: Our abhirika is so cute right? Dont you feel like eating them! Haha.. Plz review.
