𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈~𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

CHAPTER 7

Author's Pov

In the evening,

Aarushi just got out of the closet dressed in a modest red anarkali dress. Golden earring and heels. Hairs open on either side. Red vibrant contrasts her beauty more. She fixed her dupatta over her shoulders properly and glanced at her husband who was sipping on his coffee. "Yeh kya pehna hai?" She asked looking at his attire. A greyish black suit.

[What have you worn?]

"Kapda!" He replied in a boring tone and set the cup down on the table.

[Clothes]

She rolled her eyes, "Woh toh mujhe bhi dikh raha hai ki tum nange nahi ho!"

[That I know you are not naked]

He pushes himself up from the chair, his tall frame looming over her, "Kyu tum dekhna chahti ho?"

[Why? Do you want to see?]

"Dikhaoge kya?"

[Will you show?]

He stares at her for a long, tense moment, his expression shifting between annoyance and grudging amusement. "You seem more interested in provoking your husband than going for the wedding. Iraade kya hai Mrs. Rajput?" he said folding his arms across his chest

"Kapde utaaro, fir batati hu!"

[Remove your clothes and then I'll tell you]

His eyes widened at her unexpected demand. Then, without a word, he reaches for his shirt buttons, slowly undoing them.

"Badtameez Insaan!!! I meant to say go and change into something traditional!!"

"Next time, choose your words carefully And no I'm not going to change"

"You will look odd around them"

"Good I like being different"

"You mean Abnormal?" she laughed.

"I'm okay with this!"

"But I'm not okay!"

"That's your problem!"

"Can't you listen to your wife!"

"Do you listen to your husband even once!"

"I'm not going anywhere with you"

His jaw clenches, the muscles in his neck tightening as he struggles to control his temper. But loses it and suddenly grabs her arms forcefully, "LIKE HELL, YOU'RE NOT!!"

She flinched at his aggressive growl. He closed his eyes regretting his actions immediately, his grip losses around her arms, "I didn't mean---"

"I thought we could wear something traditional for the wedding but.... it's okay" with that she walked out of the room with a pale face.

R A J V E E R

I hate myself for this. I'm pathetic to take out my work's stress on her. I'm an idiot, blowing up at her as if she's responsible for my incompetent employees. She doesn't deserve this it was me who was in a bad mood because of the fucking problems in the security system in my company. Some fucker messed with it and stole few files. How could I be such a bastard---

My eyes fell on the red Kurta kept near the edge of the bed she chose for me. I changed my outfit and walked downstairs.

There she was standing near the door. Her face still looks pale. All because of me...I owe her an apology, a real one this time.