Whose villa is this

Piyali's parents came with some gifts for their in-laws. Some of the close relatives are still present. The older group is chatting happily. While Piyali is surrounded by Risabh's cousins.

Risabh came late to join them. Risabh's eyes looked red without a night's sleep. But everyone took this another way, even two aunties started teasing him. Piyali and Risabh's eyes met and they smiled awkwardly.

During breakfast both unconsciously looking at each other.

"Where are you going for your honeymoon?" One of his aunties asked with a wink.

"No, not now. We have not set our house. So we'll plan after that." Risabh replied but his gaze subconsciously went to Piyali.

"When are you returning?" Another relative asked.

"After a week," Risabh replied.

Piyali's parents are satisfied with Risabh after a brief conversation with him. After an hour they took farewell.

A week passed quickly with family and sometimes their old friends came to wish.

They returned to their city to resume their life, now as a couple.

In a high-end area, they bought a house. It's a two-bedroom flat, very well accommodate two people. They both decided to stay in individual rooms. So the master bedroom is occupied by Risabh. The bus stop is near to the flat and Risabh's office is only half an hour away.

After setting the house, they are extremely tired. Nextday they have to join their college and office as usual.

"If you need anything just call me," Risabh said before entering his room. Piyali just nodded slightly.

These days their relation is harmonious. They are giving space and also trying to adjust to each other. Their emotions calm down a beat. Piyali used to make breakfast and dinner for them, while Risabh helped her in other household work as he is not good at cooking.

On the weekend morning, Risabh was enjoying the morning view on the balcony attached to his bedroom, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in".

"Good morning," Piyali wishes him with a cup of coffee.

Her bright naturally glowing face looks more glowy in the morning. Her clear eyes are shining and her lips...don't say anything about it. Risabh's eyes are prying on her every facial feature one by one and stopped at her lips. That is the deadliest view that can cause brain numbness, now the same is happening with him. Then he shook his head to dismiss this embarrassing thought. Piyali didn't notice his stares. She sat beside him dragging an empty chair and handed him the hot coffee.

"You don't like coffee, right?" Risabh asked just to divert his mind.

"not like that, I do like it but simply avoid it not to get addicted." She replied with a smile and focused on the clear view of morning.

Risabh looks dashing with a hint of laziness on his body. Piyali is getting distracted day by day and feeling greedy about their relationship. She wants to keep herself undisturbed by the small intimate gestures that must be unknowingly done by him. especially his eyes how they're following her everywhere. but, ironically, he does not love her. to avoid awkwardness she started speaking.

Risabh's mind is still in an imaginary world so he cannot listen to her. after some time he could hear Piyali's voice again.

"Risabh, are you listening to me?"

"ya...yeah...yeah. I am listening to just something crossed in my mind."

He took a sip of coffee, then asked, "what are you talking about?"

Piyali always felt something strange about Risabh. He mostly absent-minded while talking to her. Is he regretting his decision of marrying? sometimes she could feel his intense gaze. But when she is in front of him, his indifferent attitude breaks her heart.

She gathered her voice and enunciated, "After three months, there is a charitable dance event in our city, so many universities are participating, my group is also included. So I need to join them for practice every weekend."

"Okay...," he nodded slowly and again suggested, "when you're going I will drop you".

" no, it's okay. I can go myself. It is the weekend, you rest." Piyali explained.

Risabh's eyes darkened. "Why don't you want me to drop you?"

Piyali is surprised, then nodded "okay, after breakfast, we'll leave."

Risabh is also surprised by his own words. It's getting difficult to distance himself from her. They are sharing different rooms. They used to face each other only during breakfast and dinner, and he couldn't look at her directly as not to scare her away.

She dressed casually and tied her hair in a high bun, still looking breathtakingly beautiful. Risabh is trying hard to control his gape not to be caught by her.

They didn't speak in the way. He drove to an outskirt private stadium. It's spreading in a vast area and side to a private villa with an interconnected huge gate.

"Whose villa is this?"