𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟔 : 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭

POV: Author

Aditya leaned closer to her ear and whispered huskily, "Kaisi ho, gulabo?" The effect was immediate. Anika choked on her food, and Aditya was quick to pass her a glass of water, his smirk growing wider as she struggled to compose herself.

(How are you gulabo?)

"Kitni baar kaha hai dhang se khaya kar, par tu sunna hi nahi," Shreya scolded Anika, though her tone lacked severity. Aditya, on the other hand, was enjoying the chaos he caused, his smirk lingering even as Anika shot him a glare that could rival daggers.

(How many times have I told you to eat properly, but you just don't listen)

On the other side of the table, Anvi whispered to Ranvijay while chewing her food, "Rana sa, suniye"

(Rana sa listen)

"Ji, Jaan. Boliye," he replied, immediately shifting his attention to her.

(Yes, my love? What is it?)

"Nashta kha kar hume mandir bhi chalna hai aur phir orphanage jaana hai," she said.

(After breakfast, we need to go to the temple and then to the orphanage)

He nodded obediently, a playful smile on his lips. "As you say, ma'am."

Anvi turned to the rest of the youngsters. "Accha suno, hum mandir ja rahe hain aur uske baad orphanage. Tum log chaloge humare saath?"

(Alright, listen up. We're going to the temple and then the orphanage. Are you all coming along with us?)

Shanvi answered excitedly, "Ji, bilkul chalenge. Neki aur pooch-pooch!" The others quickly nodded in agreement.

(Yes ofcourse we will come, good deeds, no need to ask!)

Ranvijay frowned, his mood turning grumpy. "There's no need for all of you to tag along. I want to spend time with my wife."

Anvi rolled her eyes. "already spend time with me every single day,"she countered, stating a fact.

"Par Jaan"

(But my love)

She cut him off firmly. "No 'par-var.' They are all coming, and that's final. No more arguments."

(No 'buts.' They are all coming, and that's final. End of discussion.)

Ranvijay groaned dramatically, slumping back in his chair. "Shaadi ke baad toh koi izzat hi nahi bachi meri," he muttered under his breath, loud enough for everyone to hear.

(Ever since I got married, I've lost all my respect)

Anvi raised her eyebrow, her gaze sharp. "Kya kaha aapne? Zara repeat kariye."

(What did you just say? Care to repeat that?)

Ranvijay straightened up instantly, shaking his head. "Nahi meri Jaan, main kya hi bolunga? Aapka hukum sar aankhon par."

(No, my love, why would I say anything? Your command is my wish)

"Hm, good,"she replied with a smirk, standing up to head towards the kitchen.

Aditya, sensing an opportunity, leaned forward and teased Ranvijay. "Bhai sa, aap toh joru ka ghulam ban gaye ho. Kya khauf hai bhabhi sa ka!"

(Bhai sa, you've become completely under your wife's control. What fear do you have of bhabhi sa?)

Ranvijay shot him a glare. "Beta, ek baar teri shaadi hone de, tab baat karna mujhse. Aur mujhe koi khauf nahi hai Anvi ka"

(Just wait until you get married, kid. Then talk to me. And for the record, I have no fear of Anvi.)