|.Chap 42: Hubby and fever

Nisha's pov

Now I am standing in front of the mirror, combing my hair, after getting ready in the attire suggested by Rohan. Yes, today he selected a violet coloured net saree for me and he wanted to see me in this when he return home. But till now there is no news about him.

He promised me that he would surely come for shopping,

Now what will I say to ma and others.

They will be waiting for us at the showroom.

Scrolling through the contacts, I touched Rohan's name. Pick up, pick up... I chanted but it all went in vain.

Let him come , I will teach a lesson.

The rain started showering heavily making me scared. It's not good to drive during raining. But I know my stupid husband will do it.

Hearing the sound of the horn, I jumped from the bed and rushed towards the front door climbing down the stairs hastily.

The door opens revealing a fully wet Rohan dragging his bag exhaustedly and the scene made my anger completely washed out.

"Hey." he said giving a small smile. Shaking my head , I