MR & MRS RAJVANSHI

A Bicycle Ride...💚

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Author's pov:

Shivani stepped out of the car, glancing toward Abhimanyu as he joined her, slipping on a cap and mask. Despite being a well-known figure, he wanted to protect their privacy during this special moment. His guards, dressed inconspicuously to blend in, surrounded the park, maintaining a careful distance to keep Abhimanyu, the "King," and Shivani, their "Queen," safe without drawing attention. Dheeraj, the chief of security, led the team.

"Is everything clear?" Abhimanyu asked Dheeraj quietly.

"Yes, Rana sa. You both can go ahead," Dheeraj assured him with a respectful nod.

Abhimanyu gave a small nod, then turned to Shivani, who looked at him with a curious expression. Clearing his throat, he asked, "Chale?" (Shall we go?)

She stepped closer to him, and they began walking together. Glancing at him, she whispered, "Why the mask and cap?"

With a playful grin, he replied, "Because I don't want other girls to drool over me while you're left out, watching your handsome husband steal glances from everyone else."

She shook her head, smiling at his self-assuredness.

They strolled deeper into the park, eventually settling on a grassy patch. The park wasn't crowded; only a few children were playing here and there.., elderly couples walking, and some teenagers cycled around, racing each other. Shivani's gaze softened as it landed on a father helping his young daughter learn to ride a bicycle, guiding her gently as she wobbled.

Noticing the shift in Shivani's expression, Abhimanyu followed her gaze, understanding the unspoken emotions in her eyes. He cleared his throat, breaking her reverie.

"So, tell me, what should we do now?" he asked lightly, successfully pulling her from her thoughts.

Blinking, she wiped a tear and looked at him, surprised. "What...?" she murmured.

"Are we just going to sit here doing nothing?" he teased, pretending to scold her.

"What should we do?" she asked, her tone innocent.

"That's what I'm asking you," he replied with playful impatience.

She placed her finger on her chin, pondering. "Hmm..."

Then, a sudden idea sparked in his eyes. "Alright, let's go ride a bicycle!" he suggested, catching her off guard.

But she hesitated, looking down and mumbling, "But I... I don't know how to ride one."

Abhimanyu's tone softened. "That's alright," he said gently, a teasing warmth in his voice. "It's not rocket science-you'll learn."

She felt a strange happiness at his words, sensing his genuine support. "But...who'll teach me?"

"Who else?" he replied with a smirk. "I will."

He extended his hand to help her stand up. With a shy smile, she took it, and they walked over to the bicycle rental area. Abhimanyu paid for a bicycle and turned back to see Shivani, who now looked like an excited child about to try something new. He chuckled, pushing the bicycle toward her.

As she eyed it nervously, she mumbled, "What if I fall?"

He leaned closer, his voice gentle and reassuring. "I'm right here. I won't let you fall."