Vaidehi
After the grand welcome of their 'damad ji' my parents finally released him from their hold to get freshen up.
"Bataiye zara, vaidehi ke papa, vihan ji arrived the airport and was waiting, and this girl left two hours ago, TWO HOURS AGO to be late. Ek kaam sahi se nahi hota isse!" My mother is continuously ranting from the kitchen.
My brother and I are sitting by the dinning table distantly watching IPL waiting for the chief guest. Papa on the other hand is in the living room comfortably watching the IPL and ignoring mumma's rants.
"Kitte minute late thi tum, Vaidehi beta?" Asks Papa from the living room.
"Purre 15 mins." I huff and throw my hands up in the air, earning two fits of laughter in response but wait yaha toh sirf Abeer tha
"Sir, she was waiting at another terminal." Vihan ji chuckles and goes to the living room, taking a seat beside Papa, sitting directly in front of me.
"Beta, ye toh expected nahi tha tumse" Papa laughs and Vihan ji shakes his head while smiling and looking at me.
"Haa sab mujhko hi taane maro" i murmur and Vihan Ji raises an eye brow at me and smirks.
"Papa and everyone please come, the dinner is ready" I say, putting emphasis on 'everyone' by glaring at the one.
Vihan
"Vihan beta, here one more roti" Vaidehi's mom says as she places another chapati on his plate.
"Aunty oh Mummy, I've already eaten two, phool ke kaddu hojauga " I say.
"Didi ki tarah" adds Abeer and then we broke into fits of laughter.
"Ouu" I whimper as someone kicks me under the table and vaidehi glares at Abeer who's sitting rich beside me.
"You kicked jija ji, ahahaha" Abeer laughs again and Vaidehi turns red with embarrassment.
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"Vihan ji" Vaidehi say.
"Yes, wife?" I smirked and she gives me a weird look.
"Vihan ji, Vihan ji, focus, please, these are the bags and we have to fit them in this suitcase." She says while putting twenty one, exactly twenty one bags on the bed and sliding a trolly suitcase towards me.
"Dehi?" I look at her while walking towards her. I notice how her cheeks turn pink whenever I call her Dehi.
"Vaidehi?" I say softly as I stand infront of her, looking into her dark brown orbs.
"Haan ji?" She says as she looks directly into my eyes, first time without looking away, without shying away.
"Dehi?" I say putting her hair behind her ear.
"Vihan ji" she says softly as I lean closer to her, holding her by her waist, bringing her closer to me, oh that fragrance of chocolate and roses. That's what I remembered and yearned for in England.
Those almond shaped eyes innocently looking at me.
"Hmm?" I mumble and shift all her hair on one side and run my finger along her neck, grazing her soft nape, goosebumps.
Maintaining our eye contact, i lean down,
how are you able to fight this urge Vihan? Just kiss her already. One second and it'll be done.
Do it. Do it.
Should I go for it?
You should.
She keeps her hand on my chest, her cheeks turning pink, is she intimidated by me?
"ye Vihan ji kya hota, Dehi?" I whisper softly in her ear, my lips touching it.
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