Arranged Love

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"What the hell do you mean by Shubman's wife?"

"Tumhara sabun thoda slow hai kya Radha? Puri duniya ko pata hai aur tum ho ki.."

"You shut up Riya. Kisine bataya nahi toh hume kaise pata chalega."

"Ab pata chal gaya na Radha, leave it. And stay away from Shubman."

Shahneel warned in a not so dangerous voice, to which Radha seemed to be taken aback for a moment but she quickly controlled herself while the others present there giggled.

They never liked Radha's presence between them because she was so high of herself just like her mother.

"Hello Radha I am Sara, Sara Shubman Gill. Shubman's wife."

"Ye baat baat pe Shubman's wife wife kya laga rakha hai, khudki identity nahi hai kya?"

Shubman who was quietly hearing all this, got agitated. How could she say this to his wife?

"Hai na identity. Sara doctor hai. Apne khud ke dam pe bani hai. Tum batao tum kya karti ho?"

Truth to be told Radha was tongue tied, she was a Bcom student who was passed with the help of grace marks.

"Kyu ab kyu bolti band ho gayi? Agli baar meri biwi se kuch kehne se pehle sau baar soch lena. Sirf bua ji ki beti ho isliye I am tolerating you warna who better than you knows what Shubman Gill can do."

The atmosphere seemed tensed with the revelation and Radha started sweating, Sara who had never seen Shubman so angry quickly held his hand and tried to calm him.

He not wanting to disrespect her carefully took his hand out of her hold and went towards their room. Sara visibly tensed looked at Shahneel who just blinked her eyes and asked her to go behind him while the rest of the group scoffed at Radha for ruining the peaceful atmosphere.

She, nervous took her leave from there leaving the others in a distressed mood.

"Guys please cheer up it's Riya's wedding and we for sure are not gonna ruin her beautiful days."

Riya smiled gratefully at Sara and she nodded her head with a smile before getting up and making her way towards her grumpy husband.

As Sara approached their room she saw Shubman seething in anger, moving in the room like a raging bull.

"Ye itna kyu gussa kr raha hai? Dar mat Sara tera pati hai kuch nahi kahega tuzhe, chal ja andar."

She gave herself a small pep talk and made her way in. Her anklets chimed and Shubman looked at her before grabbing her both shoulders harshly and pinning her to the wall.

Sara was initially taken aback but maintained herself and looked at him. When Shubman gazed into her eyes he realised he was hurting her and quickly pulled her in his embrace.

"Shit I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. Kahi lagi kya dikhao?"

He asked vigorously checking her shoulders by pulling her blouse sleeves a little down and Sara smiled at his care.

"Shub."

She placed her hand on his heart pulling him out of his checking session.

"I am fine, don't worry. Itni zor se nahi pakda tha. Par you tell me. Kya hua hai? Itna gussa? Maine toh kabhi nahi dekha."

Shubman sighed, true this anger was a role reverse for him. Never in his life had he ever been so angry except that one time.

"Nothing, she was disgracing you. Jo mujhse dekha nahi gaya so I just..I just lashed out."