Arranged Marriage

~Melting~

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The morning as usual, alarm boomed throughout the room. But what made me alert and on toes was,  his stern tone.

  I scowled and as ever cool he always is,  he just went on with his workout.

Such a Tyrant.

The breakfast, however was  cheerfully going on. Everybody talking and sharing their life's latest update, everything delightful, untill there comes the topic of our honeymoon, that I almost forgot  to ask him.

Bade papa started, looking both of us, asking "So Shivaay, Anika have you thought about your Honeymoon?"

I stopped in between, and my morsel stopped in between swallowing in throat. On other side, he looked up at bade papa, about to say something but  Om interrupted, "Actually dad, we have already gifted them, to Paris."

Rudra added, grinning, " and Bhaiya agreed also." smiling mischievously at Shivaay, "That too without any excuse or argument."

Badi maa chuckled. " offcourse, it's his honeymoon. He must be excited."

I coughed, the sandwich seems to suddenly stuck in my throat.

Shivaay passed me the water. Thanking him through my eyes,  I gulped it down, finally stopping the coughing fits.

"Bete, are you alright?" Bade papa asked me concerned, stopping eating in between his meal.

I nodded, assuring him my well being, than only he resumed eating.

Swallowing down his food, he asked "So, when are you going?"

After a thoughtful pause, Shivaay answered, "We have decid-- nng"

I kicked him on shin under the table. We have decided! He didn't even talked to me.

" Deciding?" Dadi pointed out, frowning.

" What are you saying bhaiya. Say it clearly." Rudra said, head tilting to side.

A glare from him came sideways, " I said." Clearing his throat, he continued, " We accepted your present but dates we haven't decided yet." He coolly added, like a good husband, " Actually, Anika will decide that."

I again chocked on my food. "Grrrr."

"Has Kanta made your food too spicy?" Badi maa asked, about to scold amma "Kanta.."

"No no, Badi maa." I drank a big gulp of water, "I'm alright. It's just my throat, due to this cold..."

Badi maa, nodded, promising to send me a kada later on, but I looked at Shivaay with murderous glace.

Me?

Me!

He is putting everything on me!

I glanced at him,  swearing to ask him about this. First he agreed and he seems much interested in this honeymoon and putting everything on me?

What pray is he actually intended to!

"Are you seeing this maa," Buaji added with a sweet smile, "he is already becoming joru ka gulaam."

Dadi beamed seeing Shivaay. She was too happy to see this change in his grandson. Her eyes shone with pride and happiness.  "He has changed after marriage. For good. I'm so happy for him, that I can't express. Thankyou Anika puttar."

"Dadi ji..." I tried saying, except a cool voice started saying.

"No one has changed and no one is becoming joru ka ghulaam." Shivaay corrected, keeping his folk in his now empty plate. He patted cleaned his mouth while telling, "It's all because, Anika's major project is coming. After she will be done, we'll discuss about the honeymoon. Now excuse me, I have an important conference call to attend."