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Betrayal




It was a lock down day. My hubby is too much worried on his job related tensions, its usual that he gets so stressed after client meetings and discussions. I decided to make some tea for him, when I returned from kitchen I saw him laying on the bed too tired. Let him sleep a good nap is necessary for him. I sat next to him ran my fingers over his hairs. The first time when we meet it was sure that I am going to marry this guy. Both of us were fed up in hanging on matrimonial walls. Even though it was a formal meeting I spotted my favorite book with him when he unknowingly ordered my favorite flavored Juice. I smiled at him and he knew I would be his future. Suddenly his hands wrapped me the very serious and impatient CEO felt like a baby sleeping peacefully in my hands I too slept somewhere in between our thoughts.
I always had certain doubts on my husband. The way he talks his gestures everything is different know. I was sure some external force is making him to do some unethical malpractices. One day I discussed my concern with Meera one of my close friend, she too expressed the same doubt which I possessed. She and his boyfriend decided to follow him and find out if there were any such things. A week later, they came up with news as I was expecting, I couldn’t control myself somewhere I lost myself. He is having some illegal drug business. I could only help him in this situation but I don’t know what to do? I am confused and there was no one to help me. I hesitated to even look into his face.
“Don’t be sick with your thoughts” Meera was always a guide for me. 

She came up with a solution which for me was unacceptable but I know as days pass the situation is getting worse. They decided to handle it officially and I am going to be a puppet of the skit. It was a Sunday I took him to a restaurant we were waiting for the food but it was not food but some officials came for us in the backward I left him there in the gardens with them and ran away. I could not feel my breath and I could not handle my speed I ran and ran and ran as fast as I can. It’s a betrayal, how can I betray him like this. I shouldn’t have left him there like that; at least I should have given him some warning signals before they came. How could I do this to him I had no shoulders to lean on but I cried as loud as I can. Meera and his boyfriend were already there in this house. 

She grabbed my phone and was looking so upset. What happened to him I don’t know I asked her about him but silence was the answer. I disturbed them for looking in their phones and she said “your accounts has been hacked even my account is also hacked by him, your husband!” Meera replied in a worrying tone but my worries were not on the hacked accounts but to know where he is. I tried to call on his number but I could not get him then I texted, texted many times and found one reply ‘How could you do this to me’ I know I broke our promises left him alone in an issue where I wasn’t even sure about. I am in pain with my guilt. It started haunting me. ‘I can explain pls talk to me’ I cried but he only asked for ‘How could you do this to me’ I am on a race, running in dark I could only see faces of people whom I never wished to see for. A fox is chasing me I cannot stop myself I am the one who started the race. I could feel the hands of fox its coming near to me nothing run on my head except the question ‘How could you do this to me!’
“Haaaaaaaa”
“What happened?”
“Nothing, just a nightmare” he wrapped me like a mother wraps a baby, how easily his baby figure turned into a caring husband I wondered and he said
“I will be there for you always” I wish my nightmare shall never come true.

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