Broken Pieces✔

5. Gift?

[ayaansh's pov...]

"Ishu! jaldi!!" bhabhi yelled knocking at her door. why am i being forced to go to their shopping spree?

turns out that they wanted to do some random shopping from the local market and wanted to eat gol gappe... basically i am just being dragged for no reason.

"sorry i was late." she said coming out ,fixing her earrings. she looked at me and her smile dropped.

still thinking about yesterday.

the three of us just went downstairs and were just at the main gate when shitij's annoying voice interrupted us.

"kahaan jaa rahi ho kusha?" he asked bhabhi and ishani just turned around with a smile. her smiling at shitij? it's going to be fun.

"mere saath market jaa rahi hain." she said still smiling.

"no she's not going anywhere." he said it like an order.

"really? who are you to stop her?" she said in a sarcastic tone.

"i am her husband. you cannot stop me." he said in a stern voice. was he trying to be powerful?

"and i am the queen of Rajasthan. you cannot change my decisions." she said and we turned around and bhabhi got inside the car.

"tum apni power ka guroor mere saamne mat dikhao." he said and now i am fucking annoyed. why the hell can't he just let us do our own thing?

Isha just turned around walking towards him. he clearly looked scared yet he tried to mask it with a fake stern expression.

"agar main apni power ka guroor na dikhau toh bhi power toh power hi rahegi. agar agli baar zyada zaban chalane ki koshish ki ya fir bhabhi ko control karne ki koshish ki toh i'll make sure that you'll not be able to speak for the rest of your life." she said in a calm but dead serious tone.

i don't know why but i was proud of her.

we got inside the car and bhabhi was clearly scared.

"bhabhi aapko darne ki zaroorat nahi hai... he'll not do anything." isha said holding her hand.

"haan bhabhi aap tension mat lo... he's an idiot." i said as she faked a smile.

"you know what let's fix your mood...aaj dresses bhi kharid lenge 2-3." ishani said.

no. no i don't want to be a part of this stupidity.

"no." "yes."

both me and bhabhi said at the same time.

"yes ansh... we are going to shopping so we have to buy something right? ab sirf gol gappe kha kar toh nahi aa sakte." isha said and i wanted to smash my head on the window.

"mujhe kyon fasa liya yaar?" i said, almost whined. another thing which i hate the most is shopping.

"maza aata hai tumhe pareshan karne mein..." isha said and both her and bhabhi laughed.

"very funny."i said and soon we were at the market.

"make sure there is no paparazzi and tighten the security around the market." i said to the security head inside the car before getting out.

"i mean we could've just went to a designer store or maybe bring the designers at home... why do you both have to be here?" i asked and bhabhi just rolled her eyes.

"jitna maza market mein se shopping karne mein aata hai utna kisi designer studio mein nahi aata." bhabhi said and both of them just went to random shops.