Chapter 7


Kapoor Household



Farhan was ready to go home. Sure, Hawaii is nice, but Farhan was a business man he had more important matters to worry about than his honeymoon with a wife he didn’t even love. Farhan had been trying to unwind and relax this whole week, but now he was getting tired.

He left the bungalow for a walk and told Anushri he wanted some fresh air. She asked to come along with but he told her to stay, occupy herself, he just wanted to be alone for a while.

“Ahhh.” He said to himself as he took in the fresh air.

As Farhan walked around the resort grounds he saw a familiar face approaching him. Shocked, Farhan looked around to see make sure Anushri was out of sight before he started to converse with the woman who looked like his assistant.

“Trixie? Is that you?” he asked
“Yes it is me sir."
“Whoa, lookin’ good. I’m not used to seeing you fully clothed.” He joked



“Now” he said with a more serious tone, “what in the world are you doing here? I’m on my honeymoon remember? You traveled across the country, from Pleasantview all the way to Hawaii for what?”



Trixie stopped smiling. She wasn’t pleased of being here either but it was part of her job description to keep Farhan "Don Dollar" Kapoor constantly updated with the latest information regarding his businesses. That's what he paid her to do. Even though she couldn't stand him as a boss she bit her tongue and delivered the news.

“I’m sorry Don Dollar, I had no choice. I tried to call but it wouldn’t go through and well . . . there was a situation that happened that needed your immediate attention. I am sorry I don’t mean to interrupt your-“
“Shut up already.” Farhan sighed angrily. He rubbed his temple. “The last thing I need right now is my wife meddling in my business. Do you understand the risk of you being here?”
“Yes sir. I understand but-“
“I said, shut up!” he yelled.



“What is it that is so important? Is it about one of the clubs? Tell me now!” he shouted
“Yes sir. The club in downtown Pleasantview has been temporarily shut down by city officials after the discovery of illegal substances. Apparently there has been an undercover cop coming in every weekend for the last two months. They also set a court date for you on Tuesday at 10:00 am sir.”



“Tuesday? You’ve gotta be kidding me it’s Sunday, I won’t get back until Monday evening at least. How the hell am I gonna find time to go from Georgia to North Carolina by morning?” Farhan asked angrily

This was the last thing he needed. Of course, this wasn’t a big concern for him going to court and all. He had the city’s top lawyers on speed dial. His club would be up and running in no time. No, what was getting in his way was Anushri. Stupid traditions, he never wanted to get married but nonetheless he here was married to a naïve airhead of a girl who would only interfere with his professional life. There's no way she would be able to understand what he does. So there was no point of explaining anything to her. Trixie cut into his thoughts.

“Well sir I can have that arranged to be rescheduled no later than Thursday.”



“You can? Well why haven’t you done that already? Do you even use your brain sometimes? Oh, never mind I forgot who I was talking to for a second.”
“I’m sorry sir.”
“Don’t be sorry, be useful. Look, I’ll arrange for you to return back home immediately. When you get there, make sure to call James for me, tell him I will be needing his legal services for Thursday. Also, give Dale Clarkson a call and let him know I need him to keep an eye on the clubs in Crestview for me. Let him give everyone the warning to be extra careful and on the lookout for undercover cops. Do you understand?”
“Yes Don Dollar. I understood everything sir and I will make sure it is all complete.” Trixie replied.



“You better or else your ass will be back at McDonalds flipping burgers! Do I make myself clear?” Farhan shouted
“Yes sir.”
“Good. Now get out here before my wife sees you.”

Farhan sighed to himself. There was a lot Anushri didn’t know about him. And she was too innocent to handle him and his lifestyle. That only made him more agitated. But, it wasn’t her fault. He shouldn’t blame her. Maybe in time she will toughen up and realize there is more to the world than shopping for Gucci and being pampered at spas. Not everyone is a goody two shoes like she is. She was probably decent girlfriend material, the whole wife thing still kind of bothers him but what could he do now?

Even if he didn’t feel like it, he walked back to the bungalow and took a seat on the couch. Anushri was in her bathing suit ready to head out she stopped and asked him if he wanted to go play in the sand with her. Farhan sighed. He didn’t want to disappoint so he agreed to join her.



Hawaii was everything Anushri hoped it would be. Farhan was kind of boring to be around honestly but she still felt they made a good couple. They went to spas together, enjoyed a nature trail and they didn’t waste time exploring the local bars and restaurants, even though Anushri did not drink, she didn’t mind that Farhan did. She was truly enjoying her honeymoon but most of all, Anushri loved spending her time at the beach.

Today was their last day of their week long honeymoon. Farhan had been pretty distant since the night before and Anushri began to worry, but she felt slightly more relaxed now that Farhan joined her on the beach.

“Here Anushri, I found a pretty smooth shell. Let’s use this as the castle door.” Farhan said
“Shell? This is a rock silly. Wow you’re dumb ha-ha-ha. You know nothing about sandcastles do you? Looks like you have a lot to learn!” Anushri giggled
But Farhan didn’t join in on her amusement, instead he got annoyed.



“You know what, forget it. Build your own damn sandcastle like a child. I’m going inside to lay down and have a beer like an adult.”

Anushri was shocked. She was only joking she couldn’t understand why he was overreacting so much.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong? I’m sorry I was only kidding Farhan. I didn’t mean to make you upset.” She said apologetically
“Well you did, okay?” Farhan said very annoyed.



“Anushri” he began, “I have the biggest headache right now. The last thing I wanted to do is be out here roasting under the hot sun playing in the sand okay? I said yes to make you happy, but that was a mistake.”
“Why are you mad at me, I don’t understand.” She said sadly



“I’m just mad, okay? Not just at you, Anushri but just mad at the world in general. And I can’t help but take it out on you because you’re the only one here. If I hadn’t been on this stupid honeymoon I could’ve been there to help out my businesses that are in trouble. I am wasting time here and for what?” he shouted angrily as he pointed his finger at Anushri’s face.

Anushri was shocked. She remained silent for a few seconds and just stared in disbelief at the man before her.



“Stupid honeymoon?” she asked with sadness in her voice and tears forming in her eyes.

Farhan calmed down enough to realize what he had said. He saw her lips start to quiver and he felt bad. Maybe he went too far, he didn’t mean to make her cry.



“Anushri wait-” he started to say but she already turned around and ran back towards the bungalow.

The tears fell hard and fast. Anushri couldn’t understand why this was happening to her. Their first argument and it just had to be during their honeymoon. It was supposed to be a happy, romantic and relaxing time for them both but it was only stupid to him. She continued to sob wishing her best friends were here to comfort her.

She was crying so hard she hadn’t noticed the bedroom door open and Farhan came up behind her. She stopped crying and dried her eyes but she said nothing and instead waited for him to speak.



“Anushri?”
“What do you want now?” she asked bitterly
“I’m sorry for what happened out there. I shouldn’t have said those things to you. I’m just . . .” Farhan started
“You’re just what Farhan? Huh? You’re tired of this stupid honeymoon? Don’t worry we leave tomorrow and you can go back to your perfect life because I’m going back over my parents’ house until you figure this out.” She replied
“Are you serious?” He sighed impatiently, “You’re ready to move back home over a little argument? What will you do when things actually get tough Anushri?” He wasn’t trying to start another argument but secretly in his mind he was analyzing her strength. This only confirmed he would keep his secrets to himself for now.
“Look I’m sorry Babes.” Farhan said



“You just have to understand, I’m under a lot of stress right now and I was wrong for lashing out on you. You did nothing wrong sweetheart and I actually am enjoying myself with you . . . I love you.” He heard himself saying. Anushri looked up to him.
“So our honeymoon isn’t stupid?” she asked him
“Of course not Babes.” Farhan said
Anushri smiled at this and decided she was acting a bit silly. She dried her eyes once more as Farhan took her into his arms. He kissed her forehead tenderly.
“I love you too Farhan.” She said
“I know you do. Now let me show you how much you mean to me.” He smiled as he led Anushri to the bed.



He held her in his arms and he genuinely began to feel bad for the way he’s been acting towards her. He even thought to himself that he didn’t deserve to have a wife so sweet and forgiving. If she knew the truth about him she’d leave him in a heartbeat. Farhan shook those thoughts from his head as Anushri began to kiss him passionately and got his mind to focus back on her body.



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Farhan and Anushri fell asleep for few hours. Farhan was the first to wake up, by now it was nighttime. Anushri was snoring in the bed so he got up and slipped out of the bungalow. The air was cool outside the sound of the waves crashing against the shore sounded so peaceful.



He headed towards the beach and sat down on the soft sand to be alone with his thoughts. He had a lot on his mind. The work waiting for him to do back home, unbelievable amounts . . . but this was the last night of his vacation. He should be doing something fun. Just then a girl approached him.



“Hey, would you like to go scuba-diving with me?”
“Scuba-diving? No thanks. I’m just fine enjoying the fresh air here . . . but um, what’s your name sweetheart?” he smiled flirtatiously
“My name?” the girl giggled, “Well that’s classified information.”
“Classified? Now why’s that?”
“Because I work for the resort. We’re not supposed to flirt with our guests or we get fired on the spot.”
“That’s a shame. If I fired my employees every time they flirted with a customer I’d be out of business.” Laughed Farhan
“Oh really? What kind of business do you do?”
“Well um . . .” he began

Just then, Farhan heard his name being called off in the distance. “Now what?” He thought to himself.

He quickly said goodbye to the girl and followed the loud, obnoxious voice. It was Anushri.

“Oh there you are sweetie!” she said cheerfully



“Anushri, what the hell? Why are you screaming my name across the resort?”
“I’m sorry I woke up and you weren’t there, I was just out looking for you that’s all.” She replied innocently.



“Are you insane? I was at the beach the whole time until I heard some mad woman screaming my name like a maniac disturbing all the other guests.” He said his temper rising again
“Sorry I just-“she began
“No Anushri, I don’t think you understand. Don’t you ever embarrass me like that ever again. Do I make myself clear woman?”
“Okay Farhan . . . sorry.”



“Whatever. You go in and change out of your bathing suit.” He said
“But, I was on my way to the hot tub, I wanted you to join me actually.” She said quietly.
“No hot tub, just go in and change Anushri okay? Then you can do whatever you want besides that. I’ll be at the bar for a little while. Do not disturb me.” He told her and she began walking towards the bungalow and he entered the onsite bar in the resort lobby.

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Anushri went inside and changed into her pajamas. She was quite upset about Farhan and his strange mood swings. She wondered who she married. She didn’t even know the answer to her own question.

She started reading her book as she curled up on the sofa, but there was noise and music coming from the distance. “That sounds like a party” she thought to herself. Just the thing she needed to cheer herself up. If he could have fun at a bar she could enjoy herself too. She closed her book and headed outside.

The noise was coming from the volleyball courts. There was music playing and people were barbequing on the grills. It was a resort luau and all were welcome they told her. So she had fun on the swing and had a few ribs. She was enjoying herself and pretty soon had she started chatting with a Hawaii local named Ollie.

Ollie told her stories about his life in Hawaii and that he was also a surfer. Anushri found that very interesting and begged him to tell her surfing stories. So he did.



What Anushri didn’t notice was that Farhan had just stepped out of the bar slightly tipsy and he spotted his wife talking and standing a little too closely with another guy. Instantly he became jealous. Who was this fool? Why was she giggling so much? Whatever he was saying couldn’t have been that funny.

He eyed them suspiciously and when he noticed the guy whisper something into his wife’s ear and caused her to blush that was when he had enough.



“Please God, help me to control my anger. I don’t want to go to jail tonight.” He said before making his way towards them.



“Wow, Ollie that’s a pretty amazing story, you are so brave . . .oh!” she gasped when she saw Farhan. “Sweetie, I didn’t see you there!”
“Of course you didn’t, you were too busy flirting with this jackass over here.” Farhan snapped.
“Farhan what’s your problem? I wasn’t flirting at all!” she said “You’re the jackass not Ollie!”
Suddenly Farhan was in front of Anushri. He was furious.

“Oh so you know his name now do you?” he asked just as he reached up and slapped Anushri hard across the face.




Everyone gasped and the music got lowered down. An elder woman even shouted she was going to call the police.



Anushri lost her balance and fell backwards on the ground. Ollie was angry now he walked towards Farhan.
“Hey!” Ollie shouted, “Yeah I’m talking to you “Woman Beater” I should call the cops right now and have you in jail buddy! What gives you the right to hit a woman? You’re nothing but a coward!”
“Ooooohh.” Went the crowd



Farhan snickered. He turned to face Ollie. “What was that Clown?” He took a few steps closer and Ollie backed up. “You tryna start something punk?” he said as he shoved Ollie so hard he fell back and stumbled.
“I’m . . . I’m just saying man, you shouldn’t hit a woman it’s not right! I . . . I don’t want any trouble!” Ollie cried
“Too late, ‘cause you started this Ollie. You need to learn to mind your own damn business, and I have no problem serving you this lesson old fashioned style. C’mon punk, square up!”
“No! I don’t want to fight you bro.” Ollie pleaded
“Don’t call me bro! I’m. Not. You’re. Bro!” Farhan yelled as he lunged for Ollie and the fight erupted.



“Farhan stop!” Anushri shouted by now the crowd was loving it. They were shouting and cheering them on.
“Get up Ollie! Get up! Get up!”
“Ooh he’s winning he’s winning!”
“Break it up guys!”
“One on one! One on One! Let them fight! Don't break it up!”



Ollie slapped Farhan with all his might but Farhan was much stronger than he was.

“Arrghhh!” Farhan growled as he punched Ollie right in the jaw knocking him down to the floor. The crowd erupted in laughter and curses as Farhan had finally won the brawl.



“You should’ve known better than start a fight with me punk. Don’t ever let me see you on the streets cause next time . . . ha well let’s just leave it at that shall we?” Farhan said bitterly and spit to the side.
“Farhan!” Anushri shouted angrily
Ollie picked himself off the floor and was very embarrassed. He had the crowd laughing at him still and he just wanted to go home. He started to cry.



“I told you I didn’t want to fight! Waahh!”
“You want another one? Keep talking I swear to God I’ll-“Farhan began but Anushri grabbed him by the arm and dragged him away from everyone.
“Hey what-“he started
“Shut up!” she cried. Farhan was stunned. He kept quiet.



“Today I have seen your true character. I don’t think I can do this Farhan. I’m sorry but when we get home I will be staying with my parents and we can figure out our divorce.” Anushri said.
Farhan was caught by surprise. He immediately tried to apologize for hitting her.
“I was way out of line, I know. I’m . . . I’m sorry Anushri. Please forgive me”



“Farhan . . .” she sighed

“No I’m sorry. I’ll do anything; I’ll . . . go to anger management and stuff. I don’t want a divorce okay?” he pleaded. Even though he wasn’t too pleased with the idea of being married divorce was much worse due to the shame that came along with it.



“Okay.” She replied
“Okay? So . . . you forgive me?” asked Farhan
“No, not fully, but I can accept your apology for what it is . . . an apology. And if you’re serious about seeking help then okay. Let’s work on this together . . . marriage is about teamwork.” She said



“Okay, okay I’ll do whatever I need to okay? Just please don’t leave me. I promise never to hit you again Anushri.”
“Let’s just forget it ever happened. It’s fine.” Anushri said, even though it wasn’t fine, she didn’t want to continue to talk about it.
“Let’s just go inside Farhan, it’s getting late and we have a flight to catch in the morning.”
“Babes . . . you’re still mad.”



“No, just drop it okay?” she said her voice slightly irritated. “Let’s go inside please?”
“Okay.” Said Farhan. He wasn’t sure why he was feeling so bad, he hadn’t been paying her too much attention but the thought of her leaving him did make him afraid to lose her. He didn’t understand his feelings at the moment. He was the world’s biggest jerk and still she was willing to put up with him. Maybe she wasn’t as weak as he thought. Maybe, he was the weak one.

Farhan shook those thoughts from his head as he followed and entered the bungalow behind her.

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