Our Angel (Part: 28 My Angry Hubby)

Mumma’s P.O.V.

Hubby walked into the room and his face is contorted with anger.

What happened to him? I wondered, staring at him in utter confusion.

And my stomach is aching so much. I shouldn’t have eaten momos but they were so yummy. I’m still yearning for them.

Oh Madam, stop daydreaming about Momos and focus on your hubby who is becoming hulk in the anger. My mind reminded me.

“Hubby,” I called him but he walked to the balcony, ignoring me.

He is dodging me! But why? What have I done?

Ignoring my stomach pain, I stood up and went to the balcony.

“Hubby, hubby.” I ran to him, yelling but he isn’t listening to me.

Why he is ignoring me like this? His behaviour is showing that he is infuriated with me.

I blocked his way by coming in front of him and he frowned at me, curling up his lips.

What happened to my sweet hubby? Why he’s angry with me? I suddenly became distraught.

“Tell me, Hubby, why are you angry with me?” I asked in a soft voice, placing my hand on his face.

But he jerked my hand, scowling at me.

I became flustered. I don’t like when my hubby behaves like this with me. I can’t bear his anger and ignorance.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to compose himself. “You’re not well, so go inside and sleep.” He ordered me grimly.

“Hubby…” he cut my words.

“I said go.” He shrieked, making me flinch.

“Aaaa…” Angel suddenly screamed and pulled his hair in fury because he shouted at her Momma.

Wow! She is on my side today. I’m so happy.

“Hubby, if you shout at me like a monster, then our mini monster will take my revenge from you.” I smiled at him with triumph.

“I love you, my Angel.” I merrily kissed her cheek.

“Momma.” She cooed, placing her little hand on my face, making me smile.

“Hubby, tell me, why are you angry with me?” I asked him, drifting my eyes back to him.

“If you don’t go to your room and sleep right now, I’ll leave this mansion with Angel right now.” He warned me curtly in a low voice and I just stared at him, thinking why he is behaving so rude all of sudden.

What’s wrong with him?

“Why are you behaving like this with me, hubby?” I cried out.

“So you won’t listen to me, I’m going.” He turned around to go with Angel and I felt like crying.

He’s so stubborn!

I have to give up.

“Okay, wait, I’m going.” I reluctantly agreed to go.

“Then go and sleep.” He ordered, glaring at me over the shoulder.

I came back to the room with a sad pout, pondering why he is behaving like this all of sudden.

Did he come to know that I have been having Momos for two days?

But how?

“What to do?” I whined, slumping on the bed, holding my belly.

I came on the earth as I heard the knock on the door.

“Come in,” I said in a crying tone.

A maid stepped into the room with a glass of water kept on the tray.

“Mam, sir has asked you to give you medicine.” She told me, holding out the glass to me.

I gave her a slight nod, taking the glass from her hand and then she handover me the medicine.

She left after I took the medicine and gave back the glass to her. I looked at the balcony and saw him walking, holding the tiny hand of Angel while talking to her.

I want to join them but I can’t.

Should I go and try for one more time? But what if he gets angrier.

I should wait for tomorrow and sleep, perhaps my angry hulk’s anger would lessen till tomorrow.

My pain lessened after taking the medicine and I fell asleep instantly because I was tired.

Handling a baby the whole day is pretty exhausted, I’m just saying, not complaining. She is my happiness.

The next morning, I woke up and as I tried to move my hands, I came to know, they are bonded to the bedpost above my head.

My eyes dilated in shock as I saw hubby coming over me with a devilish smile on his face.

What’s going on?

Is this a dream?

“Hub,” he shushed me by placing his finger on my lips and I just stared at him, utterly bemused.

He picked up the plate from the side table. My eyes shimmered and my mouth became watery as I saw Momos.

My first love, Momos. I want to have them right now.

“You wanna have this, baby?” He asked, bringing a momo near to my mouth and I mechanically nodded, opening my mouth.

“You won’t get them,” he stated at me in a serious tone and put the momo back on the plate. He added, staring at me darkly, “never.”

I stared at him in utter shock. Now I have become sure why he was angry with me last night. He would have certainly come to know why my stomach was upset.

Shit! Now I’m gone. He isn’t going to leave me. First I ate Momos, moreover, I lied to him.

“Who ate Momos in the breakfast?” He rebuked me and the look of reproach on his face made me feel guilty.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t control my cravings.” I apologised profusely, he rolled his eyes, scoffing.

“I’m so disappointed. You have Momos, it’s fine. You have Momos two times, it’s also fine. But after that you lied to me on my face, it’s not fine.” He chided me, I moved my eyelashes down in guilt.

“I was afraid that you would get angry,” I answered him timidly, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

“You can’t justify yourself by saying this as now I’m infuriated.” He uttered aggressively, clutching my arms and I felt like crying as I’m filled with remorse.

“I’m sorry.” A lone trickled down my cheek mechanically.

It pierces my heart when he is upset with me.

He wiped my tear with his thumb after placing his hands on my face. “I don’t have any problem with what you do or eat, I’m just concerned about your health, baby because it hurts to see you in pain.” His tone and eyes softened, giving me relief.

“Please, forgive me.” I implored, staring at him with pleading eyes.

“How can I stay angry with my baby?” His lips curved into a mild smile, making my heart fill with joy.

“I love you,” I whispered against his lips before kissing them chastely after raising my head from the bed and stretching my tied hands. He kissed me back passionately, cupping my face.

“I can’t even tell you how ardently I love you, baby.” As he confessed, I beamed at him. “And don’t do anything which isn’t good for you and your health, please.” He pleaded profoundly.

“I can’t promise but I’ll try.” I tittered and he shook his head in disbelief.

“Now open my hands,” I demanded and he nodded at me.

“And your punishment is that you can’t have any junk food for a month.” He told my punishment, untying my wrists and my eyes widened in shock.

No tasty food for a month!

“Hubby, I promise, I won’t eat Momos but please don’t give me such a punishment,” I begged, folding my hands in front of him.

“You’re such a drama queen, baby.” He shook his head incredulously.

“Daddy… Momma…” suddenly screams of Angel startled us. We stared at each other in shock before dashing to her crib where she is sleeping.

Our heart ached and tears welled up in our eyes as we saw her weeping fretfully in sleep, calling us, shivering.

Oh, my God, my Angel! She must have a nightmare!

Hubby immediately cradled her in his protective arms and rocked her slowly, humming a soothing tune to relax her. I stroked her hair, staring at her concernedly.

Thank God, she instantly calmed down, he kissed her head and I placed a soft kiss on her chubby cheek. I’m still anxious for her.

“She’s fine now, baby.” As I looked at him, he blinked his eyes in assurance.

“I can’t see her in pain,” I uttered, gazing at my doll lovingly before hugging her by sandwiching her between me and her Daddy.

“Me neither.” He again kissed her head.

“But hubby, I just wonder what nightmares do babies have?” I asked him, clueless.

“It’s a mystery.”

He lay on the bed, holding Angel in his arms, constantly kissing all over her face and hand. I pulled the blanket over them. Hubby and I passed a beatific smile to each other.

“I just come.” He nodded at me and I went to the washroom.

I stepped out of the washroom and saw him sleeping, hugging Angel. I just admired them with a beatific smile on my face, leaning against the wall.

They both are my world! I’m nothing without them.

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