“ H..hello.. C..can I talk to Mr. Goenka? ” she asked, holding the telephone in one hand and pressing her bleeding stomach with the other.

“ Sorry Mam, Mr. Goenka is not present right now, ” a lady replied.

“ Miss, c..can you connect my phone to him, it's very important, I need his help, ah ” she bit her lips and moaned as the bleeding was getting worse.

“ It's not possible, he has gone with his fiance, we can't disturb him,”

the lady replied and a thunderstorm fell on Abha's body, her legs started trembling, suddenly, she felt as if her heart got stabbed by a sharp knife and that stab at heart was even worst than her stomach.

“ By the way, can I know who are you, Miss? And why do you want to talk to Mr. Goenka, can I know your relationship with our boss? ”

It was not so casual for the receptionist to receive a call from a woman who wants to talk to the richest man in the country, and hence she was curious to know the identity of this caller.

“ I.. am.. his maid ”

Abha replied and hang up the phone. But, was she really his maid?

No, she was his wife. She was the wife of a man who was the most eligible bachelor in the views of the whole country. Businesses tycoons dreamt of setting their daughter's marriage with him, girls adore him, and reserved his all magazines pictures. Many women could even die for him, but no one knew that the man whom they were thinking is single, was actually married. But, he was ashamed of his wife, he was so much ashamed of his life partner that he didn't want his wife to show up in front of anyone.

But, was it his fault?

She was ugly, illiterate, and good for nothing. Why would a man like him would like such a type of girl? It was not like he married her on his will then why would he take her as his wife?

She couldn't help thinking of the day when she first met this man.

It was the same date but two years before, when a billionaire's car punctured in a silent Valley of northeast India amidst the darkness. He couldn't find any mechanic at the moment because of the remote area of Assam, but luckily he found tribe ' Kuki ' and decided to spend his night in the tribe and leave the next day.

But, that night, there was a local festival for the tribes Kuki, and their members were celebrating their festivals while drinking and dancing. They dragged him into their celebration too and he got drunk.

Abha, who was wearing a blouse with a skirt covering her knees, was asked to send the blanket to the guest by his father as the night was cold.

“ Mister, this is the blanket, keep it with you, the night is cold here,” she said with a smile and turned to leave his tent, but to her surprise, the man grabbed his wrist and pulled him in his arms.

She looked into his eyes, his gaze was fixed to her eyes, slightly moving from her eyes to her nose and then intensely looking at her lips. Her heart started beating faster, she swallowed her saliva and said,

“ Mister, I have put your blanket in your bed, now, let me go.. ” she said in a pleading tone, however, her eyes were telling something else.

He didn't let her go, instead, he covered her lips with his and kissed her intensely, then whispered into her ears

“ The night is very cold, so I need you to warm my bed, ”

he said as he picked her in his arm and pushed her into the bed.

The next day, when no one found Abha in her tent, everyone started looking for her, and when they found her lying half-naked in the stranger's bed, all the tribe's men became mad as hell.

“ We gave you shelter and you... You ruined the innocence of our head's daughter, ”

“ You bastard.. We will not let you go from here ”

“ We will bring Justice to our tribe's girl ”

“ We will kill you for your sin”

He was still not in his consciousness, his hangover was not gone, and was now tied to a big banyan tree while the tribe men were ready to push him into a fire. Meanwhile, his friend who had also come with him made his way to the tribe head and begged him for Krish

“ Sir, please, let my friend go, he was drunk last night, he didn't know what he was doing, let him go.. ”

They could get legal help from lawyers, but the tribe men were so stubborn that they weren't letting them go and were so destined to kill Krish. After an hour of negotiating, they came to the point that Krish had to marry Abha, only then they would spare his life. And by this way, he was forced to marry her.

The next day, Abha was brought to Delhi from Assam in her newly married husband's car. In all the journey, he had pulled a long face to everyone, he didn't spit a single word from his mouth, it was only his friend who was sometimes saying something to make Abha a little bit comfortable. But after coming to Delhi, he too have to leave and now only two-person were sitting in the back seat of the black Maybach that stopped in front of a big apartment. As soon as the car stopped, Krish get off the car while talking to someone on his Bluetooth. He didn't say anything to Abha, but she followed his every and stopped only after they arrived in a room.

After hanging up his phone, he looked at Abha, and sighed. Abha bowed down her head like a guilty child while he walked up to her and said

“ Look, our marriage... ”

he paused as he rubbed his forehead and then continued

“ Don't take our marriage too seriously, it was just a play to come out from your tribe, I know, I shouldn't have done those things with you, but I will compensate my mistakes to you. From now on, you can live here and do whatever you want, but, never, I repeat never say anything about our relationship to anyone, understand? Our marriage must be a secret between us. You can get anything you want from me but don't expect that I'll take you as my wife. You were just a key to me to get out of that freaking place, there could nothing be happened between us ”

After throwing out these words he left the home, leaving her alone at herself who just received a big shock from her husband with whom she was dreaming to live a happy married life.

After that day, he didn't show up for five days and came back on Saturday. After this, it became his routine, he used to come only on Saturday night and would leave early on Monday. They even sleep in different rooms with almost negligible interaction with each other. There was nothing in this marriage from his side, but there was everything in this marriage from her side. She continued applying her efforts to win her husband's heart. From cooking to managing his belonging, she tried everything but to him she was always an ugly, illiterate tribe woman who didn't deserve such an elegant man.

After applying so many efforts, she once managed to grab his attention towards her. One night, he visited her room, he didn't say anything but started removing her clothes, she didn't struggle as she finally succeeded in gaining her husband's attention, but all of sudden, when she was completely naked and he had touched her by all the means he can, he left the room angrily. She couldn't understand his reaction. Why did he leave so angrily? Did she do something wrong? But, she didn't resist him, what had she done that he became that angry? Was she that bad to him that she can't get a night with her husband?

The airport was crowded with media, reporters from all the channels had been standing in a queue, waiting to take the picture of the most famous billionaire so that their channel could get the limelight for a week.

“ The function was so peaceful, I'm so glad that Madam Rashmi asked you to come with me, Mr. Ahuja was so happy to see us together in the function, also the auction went high only because of your presence, ” Aliya said excitedly while holding his hand.

“ Mm.. ”

he said while moving his hands away from her.

“ Ah, I'm so sorry, Krish, I didn't think much before updating my status that I attended the charity function with you, and because of that the airport is now crowded by the reporters, ” she said while looking at the crowd that was trying to barge in, some had already started taking their photographs.

“ I guess they will not let us go without taking our photographs, I know you don't like being photographed with someone, but, I, I sincerely apologize to you, I really went too far this time, ”

Aliya apologized, meanwhile Naksh, Krish's security officer, interrupted,

“ You don't need to worry, Miss Aliya, Mr. Goenka experience these type of things after every few days, we have already prepared another doorway for Mr. Goenka and you, we will leave without being seen by the reporters, ”

“ Oh, you are too fast, Mr. Naksh, now I understand why Krish always keeps you with him, ” said Aliya, looking slightly unhappy with Naksh's statement.

“ It's my job, Miss Aliya, you are flattering me, ” said Naksh as he curled up his lips and added,

“ Mr. Goenka, this way please... ”

Krish nodded and then followed him along with Aliya, who was looking pissed off.

***

“ Why is it another car, is something wrong with your Maybach? ” asked Aliya while looking at Krish with surprised eyes.

“ Miss Aliya, this car is for you, the driver will drop you at Rashmi Mansion, Mr. Goenka's car is waiting there,” said Naksh while pointing towards the black Maybach whereas Aliya pursed her lips and looked at Krish.

“ Krish, aren't you going to see Madam Rashmi? Why do we need to travel in different cars? ” she pouted.

“ Mr. Goenka has work to handle, Miss... ”

“ I'm not asking to you.. ” she yelled at Naksh and he became silent after glancing at Mr. Goenka.

“ You go.. I'll see her after two days, I have works to handle, say hello to her on my behalf, ” said Krish

“ But... ”

“ Naksh, you go and personally drop Miss Aliya to Rashmi Mansion,” said Krish, not letting her add anything.

“ Miss Aliya, this way please.. ”

Naksh nodded and pointed the car to Aliya, she stomped her feet and then followed him.

Only then Krish Goenka, followed by two guards, walked up to his parked Maybach. His driver opened up the gate for him,

“ Why is it you? Where is Khanna? ” he asked after seeing a new driver.

“ Sir, my brother was not feeling well, so he asked me to receive you, ” he replied.

“ Oh okay, ”

said Krish and sat in. The driver closed the door for him and sat on his seat whereas the guards sat in the other car.

“ Sir, where should I take you, your villa or the company? ” asked the driver. If it was his old driver, Khanna, he wouldn't have to ask this question because he knew very clearly that his boss goes to see his secret wife on Saturday.

“ Take the car to south Delhi, sector 35 ”

said Krish while the driver seemed confused because that sector was known for the underdeveloped sites, there were not more than few buildings, most of them were still under construction, but he couldn't ask anything to his boss, so he just followed his boss's command whereas Krish opened his laptop and busied himself with his work.

Krish noticed that his car was not moving for few minutes, only then he raised his head from his PC and found himself stuck in the traffic. He opened the seat window to get the fresh air, meanwhile, a girl of not more than ten years, knocked, holding flowers in her hands.

“ Sir, I have fresh flowers from my nursery, pick one of them, your wife would be happy to see it, they are very cheap, sir do you want to buy one? ” she asked with a smile, showing two dimples at her cheeks while the driver scolded,

“ Hey kid, move away from the car. Mr. Goenka is not married yet, go and sell it to someone else, ”

After hearing it, the smile on her face faded away and she turned to leave with a disappointed face, however, she stopped by hearing a magnetic yet calm voice

“ Wait.. ”

She immediately turned back, saying, “ Sir, do you want to buy one? ”

“ Yes, give me the red roses” he replied while showing notes to her. She didn't take time in grabbing the note and handing over the roses to him.

After safely keeping her notes to her little purse, she sneered at the driver, while pouting, “ See, you don't know your boss well, he already has someone in his heart.. ”

“ You.. Little rascal.. ”

he bit his lips while the girl ran away after teasing him. Krish curled up his lips into a smile while brushing the petals of the flower with his gentle hands.

***

After the carriage stopped in front of the apartment, the guards followed him until he entered through the main door. He was pacing towards his room, suddenly he remembered that he was holding roses in his hand, after giving few thoughts to his mind, he walked up to the room beside his, that was supposed to be Abha's room.

He elegantly walked into her room, hesitating after each step, however, her room was empty. He checked her bathroom, she wasn't there, then the balcony, she wasn't there either. He then rubbed his forehead and then get back to the first floor and walked up to the kitchen.

He saw the back figure of a woman washing dishes in the basin.

‘ Hahh, it's just a flower, Krish, you can do it.. ’

he sighed as he walked to her. Maybe the woman was so much into her work that she didn't listen to his footstep.

“ Er.. I was saying that I, I bought this flower for you, do you... ? ”

“ Ahhhhhhhh.... ”

“ Ahhhh..... Who are you?”

The woman cried so loudly after seeing a strange man behind him so that he too couldn't help screaming.

“ I, I'm so sorry, Mr. Goenka, I, I was horrified after seeing you all of a sudden,” she apologized, however, he was still in a daze.

What was this woman doing in his home and his kitchen? Where was his wife?

“ Who are you? And where is the owner of this home?” he asked with a darkened face.

“ Aren't you the owner of the apartment? ” she asked while rubbing her hair, he sighed and then asked,

“ I mean where is the lady who takes care of it?” he asked.

“ Ohh.. you mean that lady who appointed me here? ” she asked while he raised his eyebrows, he was still confused about what the hell was going on there?

“ A lady offered me a job to take care of it and prepare the lunch and dinner on Saturday and Sunday, ” she added while he frowned.

“ Where is the lady who appointed you? ” he asked excitedly while she said,

“ She left ”

“ What!!! Where did she go? Did she tell you anything? ” he asked impatiently while the girl looked at him with confused eyes.

“ She didn't tell me anything, wasn't she a maid? ”

she asked as she was so much confused after seeing the worried expression on his master's face after knowing that his maid left.

“ OH FUCK.. ”

he murmured and then rushed back to her room.