The beautiful girl

His love for her was just unmeasurable. A single tear in her eyes and he would be lost totally.
A cherubic face that used to greet him each passing day was now filled with sadness beyond compare. A situation as such brought around by the fact that she could never enjoy the bliss of motherhood.
Time passed, but she just could not come out of that sadness. Unable to see her sad face, he engulfed himself in his office work. He was away out of town on tours way too frequently of late. She did seem to notice a slight change in his behavior, but did nothing about it, being filled with her own sorrow.

He could have confided in her about a decision he was about to make. A decision which he was sure would bring the happiness and cheer in their life. A decision which he felt she would accept when he reasoned it out to her, but it needed some time.

He was expected today from his tour. She received a call in the afternoon from him. He requested her to get ready to receive a beautiful girl he had met. That he had fallen in love with her and felt she too would accept her. Like any other woman, a sudden plunge of jealous feeling filled her heart. Who could it be, she wondered?

As per his request she had everything arranged at home for their arrival. 6 pm he had said. It was only 5 pm. She freshened herself up and draped herself in a peacock blue saree he had gifted her soon after their marriage. She looked at herself in the mirror, the beauty in her face was not lost. Then why she pondered. The events of the past few months flashed before her eyes and she felt she was responsible for neglecting him. Now nothing could be done. Or could it she wondered.
At 6 pm sharp, he rang the doorbell. Not receiving any response, he tugged the door with his leg and was surprised when it threw open. With the beautiful girl in his arms he entered the threshold of his house. The house was beautifully decorated. Filled with appreciation for her in his heart he called out to her. No response. Where could she be he wondered. He went towards his bedroom. He knew the beautiful girl's smile is sure to capture her heart. His heart skipped a beat when he saw her lying on the bed. She looked beautiful. And he felt happy to see there was no sign of sadness in her face now. In fact he saw the cherubic face he was used to. A smile rose in his lips as he neared her. The flutter of a paper on the bedside table made him turn towards the night lamp. There was a note addressed to him. “I am sure she would keep you happy dear, she had written”. The soft giggle and the tiny legs kicking him brought him out of his stupor.