Part Four

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It was 4 am. They had hurriedly dressed and grabbed their belongings and approached his bike .

" Arree Shiva hum is pe kaise ja sakte hain?"

"Kyun ghadedhi ? Aur kaise jayenge? Mere paas koi driver aur limousine nahin hai," he retorted.

She sighed.

" You told Goumbi Bhaiya we are getting supplies, how are we supposed to bring it all back here?"

" Arre Chipakali , you know the bigger distributors have trucks. Somanth does allow trucks in, so we are good. You do your research or whatever, I will negotiate whatever else we need. Chalein?

She nodded.

" Theek hai mere pyaare pati dev," she teased.

He shushed her as he worried someone might awaken.

He pushed the bike out to the street ahead of them before starting the engine , as Raavi sat behind him with their bags.

It was nearly 8am when they arrived to their first stop. Shiva had to get some gas, and Raavi decided to stop at a few bigger stores in the town.

She looked at glee with the setup and inquired about if they had a website. She didn't want Shiva to yell at her for using up the data, so she saved some links for later to review.

She was finishing up at the third store, when he messaged her that her share of breakfast would be gone if she didn't hurry up and join him.

She smiled to herself.

It was like they didn't just get married for the sake of society. Maybe he did care for her a lot beneath the surface of his rough exterior.

She arrived in time for Shiva to tell the waiter to bring some chai, but added it must not be too hot, as his wife would murder him if he caused her to burn her mouth.

She rolled her eyes.

He always had to make it about her in a third dimensional way. He would never say directly that he cared about her well being. It was always what would Dhara Bhabi would say or what would Suman Ma get upset about.

She sat down smiled at him.

She was about to comment about her experiences that morning when the waiter returned and accidently dropped chai on her wrist.

" Aaww!"

Shiva over and dried off her skin with his shirt tail.

He glared at the waiter.

" Aree pagal kuch ice ya ointment lekar aa, iska haath jal ga!," he snapped.

He blew gently on her hand.

" I told him not to bring anything too hot, relax Raavi theek ho jayega," he assured her.

" Shiva I am fine, please shant ho jaya," she soothed.

He stopped for a moment before taking the ice and placing her other hand on top of it.

He fed her a few bites and in between they talked about what she had found out so far.

" You can look at the sites now. By evening we will be at the hotel, you can use the WIFI as well," he assured her.

She nodded.

She sat back after she felt full for a moment.

She relished the fact , it was just Shiva and herself for the next several days. They could freely communicate. There was no third person interrupting or confusions.

Maybe they could finally build up their fragile pieces and make a solid foundation for their future.

Later when she headed to use the washroom when he returned to settle the bill and of course to make that waiter literally pee in his pants for the third time this morning, Raavi smiled to herself as they passed each other .

He gazed after her retreating figure as he sat down beside his bike and their luggage. He was starting to see her in a new light. Before there were so many distractions and other considerations.

As he pondered the events up to this day, Shiva realized his Dhara Bhabi had not only asked him to marry Raavi to save her, but because she believed he would be a responsible life partner.

"Before I was only in this marriage because Bhabhi had requested I take care of you, but now I realize maybe you are quite special Chipakli ," he thought to himself as she emerged from the wash room.

" Shiva you can go ahead and use the washroom then we can go," she stated.

" Like I need your permission ghadedhi," he muttered aloud.

She glared at him.

" Sorry, I am not used to speaking to nicely yet. Aata hoon. Don't let anyone steal my bike, otherwise we have to walk to our next destination," he retorted .

She shook her head at him as he walked away.

" Gosh just when I think he is warming up to me, he has to turn back into a bhootnath!"

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