Chapter 19: The Screaming Match

Everyone kept staring and listening to the conversation Young-Jae and Ashma were having with each other. No one else spoke. They all kept their eyes and ears glued at them. They were screaming like cats and dogs. Both were not ready to back out. The screaming match continued.

"You are the girl from India?" shouted Young-Jae. Hell-fire rained from his eyes. He clenched his fists inside his trousers' pockets.

Ashma narrowed her eyes and knitted her eyebrows. "You are the fucking man, the old man who destroyed my mother's life," screamed Ashma through gritted teeth. Ashma looked at him and within one look understood that the man in front of her, whom she scolded in the morning, was her stubborn, arrogant grandfather, the bully, she heard so much about.

The ladies' eyes widened as they heard the f-word out of Ashma's mouth. "Ashma!" screamed Vidhi and Eun-Kyung in unison. The rest of the people present in the living room had their jaws dropped. No one had the audacity to speak to Young-Jae the way Ashma was speaking. She had no fear, no worry in her eyes, only anger. The same was the case with Young-Jae not that he was ever afraid of anything or anyone.

"Get out of my house," shouted Young-Jae and pointed towards the door.

Ashma stared directly into his eyes and shouted back, "I don't have any interest in staying in your house. I just came to meet with Mr Park. Once I meet with him, then I will leave."

"No!" shouted Bong-Cha. Everyone looked at her in awe. No one wanted to talk in between a grandfather and his granddaughter but Bong-Cha spoke. She was never one to refrain from speaking her mind.

"Excuse me!" said Ashma and Young-Jae in unison.

"First of all, harabuhji, you are forgetting, you promised she will stay here with us," Bong-Cha addressed her grandfather first.

"I have already booked a hotel," informed Ashma.

"No, no hotels. You will stay here with us, you are family." Bong-Cha laid down the law.

Ashma narrowed her eyes again and stared at Bong-Cha directly. It seemed as if she stared directly into her soul. "Listen to me, annoying girl. I am not your family. I am no one to you. I came here for my mother. Let's meet your dad and I will leave." Bong-Cha took a step back in defeat. She was dejected with Ashma's words.

Everyone was feeling bad for Bong-Cha. She dearly wanted a sister but the girl she brought from India was a rude, condescending person. Maybe her fame made her arrogant or she was in shock after finding out that her father was still alive. No matter the reason, no one liked the way she was talking with everyone.

Seeing that some stranger was insulting his granddaughter, Young-Jae fumed, "how dare you? No one talks to my sonnyuh like that."

"Who?" asked Ashma, confused.

"Sonnyuh means granddaughter," explained Young-Jae in a patronizing tone.

"Let me inform you, old man, I don't understand Korean, so speak in English," rebuked Ashma.

"It's your problem, you should deal with it."

"You are right. Keep speaking in Korean. It's better for me. Neither will I understand a single word out of your mouth nor will I have to reply to you. I will live my life in peace," counterattacked Ashma.

Again, the jaws dropped, the eyes widened. The banter among Young-Jae and Ashma was making people uneasy. No one ever saw Young-Jae being treated like nothing in their entire life. He was always the most important person in the room but not for Ashma. She was treating him like he was nothing, no one, he had no importance. He was just a man who destroyed her and her mother's life.

Her reply rendered Young-Jae speechless. "You… you… you disrespectful, ill-mannered, arrogant girl," he shouted at Ashma and then turned towards Vidhi, "this is what you taught your kid."

Immediately, she looked after her mother, "don't you dare talk to her like that. You have no right to speak to her after what you did."

"You have no clue what I did," shouted Young-Jae. It seemed as if Young-Jae and Ashma were playing shouting Olympics. The competition was to see who can shout at their loudest and for how long. Both were not ready to back down.

"Oh, believe me, I have every fucking clue what you did, how you destroyed lives."

"Ashma! Stop saying f…" scolded Vidhi but refrained from saying the f-word.

"Grow up mom, it is just a swear word. Fuck, fuck, fuck," screamed Ashma loudly. The whole house echoed with the word "Fuck". The youngsters tried hard to hide their smiles at all the drama that was unfolding in front of them. They loved the way Ashma was using a forbidden word casually.

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"Ashma!" Eun-Kyung scolded.

Instantly Ashma lowered her head in a soft voice said, "sorry, Mumma." Everyone was shocked as to why Ashma was listening to every word out of Eun-Kyung's mouth. And next, she called her mumma. What was the relationship between them? She was not listening to her mom but one word from Eun-Kyung and she went silent. She not only composed herself, but she also apologised.

When Ashma calmed down, Vidhi pleaded to Eun-Kyung, "where is he?"

"He went to the office. Let me call him."

"What?" shouted Ashma and Vidhi, simultaneously.

"What?" Eun-Kyung asked, shocked. Ashma and Vidhi looked at her, unbelievingly. Eun-Kyung couldn't understand their reaction and facial expressions. Bong-cha very stealthily tried to run away from there. She traced her steps backwards and the moment she was about to turn into the kitchen, Young-Jae understood everything.

She said that she will somehow get Ashma to Korea and for that she must have lied. Before she could run away he addressed her, making her halt in her path. "Sonnyuh! What did you do?"

Ashma took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Everything was clear as a day for her. "Oh my god! You sneaky, sneaky girl. You lied," she shouted at Bong-Cha.

"What did you tell her, bongie?" immediately Baek-Hyeon butt-in. Somehow he gathered his courage to talk between one grandfather and his two granddaughters.

Instead of Bong-Cha, Ashma replied, "your liar sister said that your father was on his death bed. She called us to see him one last time."

"What?" screamed everyone in unison.

"And don't call my sister a liar," said Baek-Hyeon, firmly yet his voice was quivering with fear. He didn't want Ashma to shout at him.

"Really!" shouted Ashma. Vidhi touched her hand to calm her down but she removed her hand with a jerk. She was still angry at her mother. In fact, she was angry at everyone, she was angry at the world.

"Yeah, she lied to you but to get you here," replied Baek-Hyeon.

"And why is that? Why did she want me here?"

"I am getting married," suddenly Chin-Sun spoke.

"Excuse me, who the hell are you?"

"Oh sorry. I am Man Chin-Sun and I am getting married to Baek-Hyeon in September. She wanted you to attend our marriage."

A loud whistle blew in Ashma's brain. Smoke came out of her ears. Literal flames shot from her eyes. She yelled, "what the fuck!" again hearing the f-word, Eun-Kyung growled but all the youngsters smiled. Ashma took a deep breath. "Sorry," she said to Eun-Kyung and then raised her voice at Bong-Cha. "What the hell! Do you have any idea what you did to me?"

"Don't shout," shouted Young-Jae.

Ashma ran out of patience. She started shivering with anger. She clenched her fists and jaw. The veins in her neck and forehead were visibly throbbing. She instantaneously screamed at Young-Jae first and then rained fire on Bong-Cha. "Shut up, shut up. When you are asked to speak, then open your mouth, old man. And you… you brought a storm in my life for what, for a mere stupid marriage. I left my so, so important work for an idiotic marriage. You almost killed your father for a moronic marriage. You created all this drama for a ridiculous marriage."

Chin-Sun and Baek-Hyeon hung their heads in disappointment after hearing Ashma's marvellous view on marriage. She called their marriage all kinds of words. It was devastating to hear all that.

Everyone shivered with fear after looking at Ashma's angry avatar. Her eyes turned red, her cheeks were flushed. She ignored everyone and kept reprimanding Bong-Cha. "Are you out of your fucking mind? My life turned upside down with a single phone call and you want me to attend a marriage, a stranger's marriage." Baek-Hyeon groaned. Ashma noticed his expression. "Don't look at me like that. You are a stranger. Do I know you? Do you know me? We all are strangers. Do any of you know me? Do any of you know anything about me?"

Bong-Cha came forward and faced her. She looked into her eyes and said confidently, "yes, I know you. I know everything about you. You are Ashma. The only child of Ms Vidhi Dewan who is a professor at Delhi University. You had your schooling in Delhi public school and then college in Delhi University. Your fashion school is NIFT, you did your training and internship in Milan. Your grandfather lent you money to open your fashion house. You did your first show when you were mere 21 years old. You don't like designing a wedding dress. Your favourite dress to design is a saree. Your favourite colour is lilac. Your favourite book is 'Little Women'. Your favourite drink is a cappuccino. Your favourite food is tandoori chicken. You don't like when people disturb you while you are working. You donate to charities without telling anyone. Do you want me to tell you the name of those charities? Every one of us knows all these about you. We all love you."

Ashma's eyes filled with tears but she controlled herself. "you all love DA, Designer Ashma not Ashma Dewan. You know nothing about her."

"True that we know everything about Designer Ashma but I would love to know about you." She took her hand in her hands and politely continued, "all my life I wanted a sister. Please give me a chance. If you don't like me, you can go back.. At least, let your mother meet my dad."

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