***Reyansh's POV.***
I am a married man again. I hope it is not as adventurous as the last one. That means I just want a peaceful married life, but I know that is impossible to ask for as my wife is a kind of eccentric and a good one at that.
I look at her as she is dozing off on my shoulder as we sit in the shade for a brief break from our photoshoot. Parth has gone to bring lunch for us and I specifically told her to stay awake till she ate something, then she can rest for the rest of the afternoon as the reception is at 8 in the evening.
But it looks like she was too tired to mind my words. She is about to slide away, so I put my arms around and hold her close. I sit back and close my eyes for a few seconds too to enjoy the breeze of cool air.
"Bhai, wake up. Bhai." I blink my eyes open and see Parth hovering above me.
"Did I just fall asleep?" I ask and rub my eyes.
"That must be because you slept little last night. The wedding was too early in the morning." Parth complains as two servers put down a table in front of us and a big plate carrying varieties of food.
"You woke right before the wedding, Parth." I say.
"Still, 10 am is too early for me." He says, and I roll my eyes.
Ramya is still sound asleep and, surprisingly, she has both her arms wrapped around my waist. I try to wake her up and say, "Ramya, you should eat something. Wake up. Come on."
"Ugh! Let me sleep, Reyansh." She says and glues herself to me closer.
"Wake up, Ramya. If you are forgetting, you decided on the menu." I say.
"You are such a meany, Reyansh. But I am no less. Let me sleep, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight..." She says and I groan internally when I see a teasing look on Parth's face.
"Fine then. No gatte ki sabzi for you." I say.
"I am awake. Where is the food?" She asks, blinking her eyes open and looking here and there in her cute, clueless way.
I take her chin in my hand and make her look in the right direction and say, "Here."
"Good morning, Bhabhi. Will you answer one question for me?" Parth asks, going to her side.
"What, Parth?" She asks.
"What are you going to do that won't let Bhai sleep all night?" The stupid asks and I almost go to teach him a lesson.
"Exactly that which you won't be able to do." She says with a smirk, and for the first time, Parth gets flustered.
"And what exactly is that?" He still asks.
Ramya smirks and says, "Oh, you poor and only Devar of mine. I meant working with me on our start-up. But it is good to know that you are a good boy."
"Woah! You are just like me." Parth says.
"Uh-huh! I am older and bolder than you. Teasing me would not be that easy for you. And I promise, unlike Mayra, I won't kidnap your bride on a wedding night. Nah-ah. I will tell her every dirty little secret about you." She says with an evil look.
"Okay. I am sorry. I would rather have you in my team than my future wife. So what do you say, truce?" He asks.
"Truce. Then consider me the head of your party. I promise to make you run away with your bride. Okay?" She asks, and Parth nods with a chuckle.
"You two are getting along well." I say after Parth leaves to see guests.
"Well, our brain kind of works in the same way." She says and starts eating.
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Second Wife, Second Love.
Romance0. Summary. [Arranged Marriage Series-2] She is his second wife. Can she be his second love? Ramya Kaur is an outgoing and charming girl or that's what she has made herself to be rather than staying in her past, scared self. Having the worst start i...