It would be better if she tried to restrict my freedom...

Vivan was in a bad mood. He had a fight with her?

Everyone had the same question they couldn't ask. They knew talking about his wife was forbidden.

He won't let people talk about her behind her back. Once he caught one talking bad about her, next thing they know he left their group. Daksh and Vivan knew each other since childhood. His personal life was personal and off limits, even from his friends.

"Oh! How can you forget what today's celebration is for? Let's congratulate the man." Daksh tried to pacify the situation. The celebration was a mere excuse for them to get together.

He stood up holding the beer and clicked with his.

"The new Dad...Let's toast." His friends roared.

"Drinks on me tonight" He declared. A smile finally appeared on his face by the mention of his kids.

Vivan was a conservative family man, one who believed in the sanct.i.ty of marriage. A perfect husband material who placed people's needs before his own.

A good friend, helping to change everyone's life. Hence they all respected him.

When he announced his marriage to Ira, their jaws literally dropped.

Ira being well known as cold and ruthless as opposed to the calm and down to earth Vivan. No one believed the marriage to work. They thought he was trapped in an unhappy marriage.

Diligent he never smoked or drink much. But since his marriage, they found him doing things he never did before. Staying all night either working like crazy or partying. He was never happy. His booming self-confidence and optimism hid under anxiety and insecurity. Too much drinking, chronic work stress worried them.

In the last few months, he never had a night out. He stopped smoking and drinking as well. From the glow on his face and the long lost smile, Daksh could guess his wellbeing.

In fact for the safety of his kids, he stopped smoking and drinking. Also with less stress, he had no yearning for them. It was easy to let go of the addiction.

Now he had decided to get wasted. In fact, he wanted to know.

Will she care? Will she be worried about me?

As everyone clicked their beers. His phone rang.

"You, don't pick it up," John said it's a sin to disrupt everyone's good mood.

"Yeah, Man you met us after months, don't." As Daksh swept eyes over the screen his eyes enlarged.

It said, "My angel wife. (｡♥‿♥｡)"

He resisted the urge to laugh out loud. Ira...angel.

Oh! She called him. Vivan smirked.

Nonchalantly, he put it back in his trousers.

"Wife?" one asked. He nodded.

But the fact surprised them, she never used to call them.