"Married off To My Ex"

Prayers #17

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Ahaan gently grasps her palm, locking her fingers with his, while she stares at him affectionately as he leads her through the crowded alleyway. "Would you like to shop first or savour the delicacies?", he asks.

"Shopping!", he chuckles at her excitement while her gaze remains unwavering, as she relishes the beautiful sight in front of her, his dimpled smile.

"Here,", he halts in front of a small shop of earrings. "Which one do you like?", he pulls her closer rotating the display rack, not leaving her hand for a second.

"How's this one?", she asks pointing at a pair of gold and black dangle earrings. "They are beautiful.", he says and looks at the vendor, "Can we try?", and the vendor nods in affirmation, "Sure sir."

Siya pulls her hand from his after what felt like an eternity and a frown forms on his face at the lack of physical contact, "Let me help you.", he grins and removes the hair away from her neck, gently grazing the skin, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

Smirking at her reaction, he leans closer to remove her jhumka and clasps the dangle slowly. He pulls away slightly to admire her before muttering a soft, "Beautiful."

"How much for these?", he asks the vendor, "250 sir.", he replies and Ahaan nods but before he could remove his wallet, a loud shriek was heard from Siya, "Two hundred Fifty!!.", she looks at the vendor horrified, "We will pay 100."

"Madam, you won't get such a beautiful piece in anything lower than that. Look at the quality.", the shopkeeper reasons, while Siya remain adamant, "Nothing more than 100 rupees."

The vendor chuckles, "Madam, you won't get this piece anywhere in Chandani Chawk, 100 iss very less."

"Bhaiya, I have been living in Delhi since years, and Chandani Chawk, I am so regular that the streets have memorised me. I am not going to waver. 100 is the final price.", she lies bluntly, making it difficult for Ahaan to supress a laugh.

The shopkeeper looks at Ahaan and says, "Sir, although I usually don't waver from the original price, but for the beauty of your pair, it's 225 rupees.", before Ahaan could reply, Siya jumps in, "Bhaiya, usually 'I' don't waver from price, but for you, specially you it's 125 rupees."

"Sir, please understand. If I sell in anything less than 200, it will be my loss.", the shopkeeper again tells Ahaan, "Siya, 225 is not too expensive. I am willing to pay."

"Why? Are you a 'money-tree'? I told ya, if not 125, we aren't buying this.", she says and holds his hand, tugging him along.

"Hey wait...wait Madam, fine. It's 125 rupees.", the shopkeeper yells and Siya smiles victoriously.

"Told ya,", she winks at Ahaan who smirks and payed the money to the vendor.

"You have got some amazing bargaining skills.", he praises, "That's my in born talent.", she replies cockily.

"And what was that lie, 'I am so regular in Chandani Chawk that even streets have memorised me'.", he mimicks making her giggle, "That's my another talent."

He laughs along with her, as they continued sauntering through the streets.
After spending almost two hours exploring the market, shopping and enjoying the famous street food, they step out of Chandani Chawk, "Where next?", Siya asks.

"What about the hotel I was talking about?", Ahaan winks, causing a faint blush to appear on her cheeks at his suggestive tone, "You are impossible.", she mutters mounting over the vehicle eliciting another laugh from him.