𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

40 FIGHT FOR HER

ARJUN'S POV:

"Who said I will make your legs hurt like this?" I replied, wrapping my hand around her waist.

I pulled her towards me with a firm grip, and she landed on my lap. Her eyes widened, and I noticed in the mirror that my two friends were giving me naughty smiles, but I ignored them. She wiggled on my lap, but I held her tighter.

"Arjun ji, please leave me. Everyone is looking at us," she whispered softly.

"If I see anyone looking at my wife and giving teasing looks, I'll make sure none of you get food for two days," I threatened them, and Avni gasped.

Shekhar passed me a smile, and I returned it. I adjusted Avni properly on my lap, knowing she was feeling uncomfortable.

"Avni, stand for a minute. I need to take my wallet out of my pocket," I said. She stood, and I quickly took out my wallet.

I pulled her back onto my lap. She wiggled at first but then settled down properly. I handed her my wallet, and she looked into my eyes.

"Hold it, Avni," I said. She shook her head in refusal.

"Mai kaise? Yeh aapka hai," she said innocently.
(How can I? It's yours.)

"Aap humari dharam patni hain aur aapko haqq hai. Isliye rakhiye apne paas," I replied honestly. She then turned towards Shekhar.

(You're lawfully my wife now, so you have every right. Keep it with you.)

"Shekhu bhai, aur kitni der lagegi Rajmahal pohchne mein?" she asked in a low voice.
(Shekhu brother, how much longer will it take to reach the Royal Palace?)

"Bacha, 1.5 ghante lagenge. Aap so jao," Shekhar replied.

(Baby, it'll take 1.5 hours. You should sleep.)

"Avni, you sleep. I'll wake you up when we reach," I said, and she turned to look at me.

"But your leg will hurt because of me," she said sadly.

"Bhabhi, your husband works out so much, and you weigh so little it won't hurt him a bit," Vivaan teased, and she looked at me with doe-like eyes. I gave her a smile, and she shyly looked down at her lap.

I noticed her hair was tied up nicely, which meant there were pins that might hurt her.

"Dev, turn on the lights," I said, looking into the mirror.

"But why?" he asked irritably.

"Just do as I said," I commanded in an authoritative tone.

"Okay fine, but only for a few minutes," he grumbled and turned on the light.

I wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Now she was sitting a bit higher on my lap. I removed her chunni from the bun and started taking out the pins from her hair.

"Aap kya kar rahe ho?" she asked, turning her face towards me.
(What are you doing?)

"Let me do it," I replied, carefully removing the pins so it wouldn't hurt her.

In 5 to 7 minutes, I had removed all the pins. I handed them to Shekhar, who accepted them and put them in the drawer of the car in front of his seat.

"Dev, turn off the lights," Shekhar said softly, and Dev gave an irritated look through the mirror.

"What the hell? One says turn on the light, the other says turn it off. What am I? Your slave?" he said in a slightly raised voice.

Hearing his loud voice, Avni moved closer to me and hid her face in my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and rubbed her back gently.