Malhotra's Bride

7.

After making some parathas she put them beautifully in a tray.Radhika went towards their room only to find atharv engrossed in his laptop while sitting on the couch .

Radhika pushed the tray towards him making him look at her. He looked at her for a moment and raised an eyebrow while saying " I told you I'm not hungry."

"But you haven't eaten anything you will be sick by eating ice cream only as a dinner." She said insisting him to take few bites.

" I already told you I'm n---" Atharv was saying when Radhika cut him off and spoke " Kitne nakhre hey apke , Mey itni rat ko Khana banake layi hu toh chup chap kha nahi saktey kya "

( How much tantrum are you gonna throw, I have made dinner at this time so can't you eat it quietly )

Atharv not wanting to speak any further seeing his wife quietly took the tray and started eating the food. Every time she orders him he unknowingly get scared, it's not like she can do anything that he should be scared but still a felling of not wanting to oppose his wife linger in his mind.

Radhika was still standing there making sure he eats all of his food. She was not just standing but admiring his features which always takes her breath away every time she looks at him.

As she stood there, lost in thought, the soft glow of the moon cast a warm light across his face, accentuating the sharp lines of his jaw and the gentle curve of his lips.

His brown eyes, deep and contemplative, rarely sparkled with laughter, but she had come to understand the warmth that lay beneath the surface. They held a depth that spoke of unspoken emotions and a quiet intensity that intrigued her.

Though he didn’t smile often, she had learned to appreciate the subtle ways he expressed his care for her. The way he would pay for her jhumkas when they went on the fair , or how he would listen intently when she spoke, nodding thoughtfully as if every word mattered. It was in these small gestures that she found comfort, a silent promise of his devotion.

As she observed him,she felt a swell of affection. She admired the way he carried himself with quiet dignity, the way he approached life with a sense of purpose.

As she sat there, lost in her thoughts, a realization began to blossom within her a feeling that had quietly taken root over time. She had fallen for him. The acknowledgment sent a rush of warmth through her, a mix of excitement and uncertainty.

It was strange, she thought, how love could grow in the most unexpected places. At first, their marriage had felt like a contract, a union forged by circumstance rather than choice. But now, as she watched him, she could see the man behind the stoic facade, and her heart swelled with affection.

All of her thoughts were broken when she heard him calling her multiple times.
"Radhika"
.....
"Radhika"
......
"RADHIKA"

"Kya hey yese gala fad fad kar chilla kyu rahe they, yehi to hu  dhire se bolne se bhi sunai deta hey mujhe."She said with a annoyed voice while atharv just stared at her in disbelief.

( What happened why are you shouting,? I'm here only no need to shout .)

" Why were you shouting? " Radhika asked as atharv was silent.

" Kuch nahi Mey toh isiliye bularaha tha kyuki Tum mujhe ghur rahi thi " Atharv said in a slightly teasing tome with a playful smirk on his face.

( Nothing I was just calling you because you were staring at me.)

" Arey ..when did I stare at you ."she said trying to defend herself.

" Just know you were literally looking at me like a hunter look for his prey " atharv said while controlling his laugh as the face of radhika changed from slightly blushing to offended.