Ishaan's POV
As I walked downstairs I saw Samaira and Nandini standing by the dining table waiting for everybody
"Woww so are you sure both of you made the dinner today?" Chachis asked them
"Well do you doubt us here?" Nandini said raising her eyebrow
"Of course not. Meri bahu pe doubt karri ho tum?" Mom said and chachi laughed out.
"Oh no Nandini tumne khana banaya hai? I will not die, I hope." Aaditya said being his over dramatic uncle.
"Excuse me? Maine bhi banaya hai." Samaira said and I felt amazed by her confidence. She used to stay so silent in the starting.
We all settled down on tha table, but you know what caught my eyes, the sweet dishes. They thought I'll fool myself out again, no chance. I knew the laddoo were made by Samie and the muffins by Nandini. Now its my time to prove that I'm such a good husband.
I firstly served everything in Samaira's plate while she was busy in serving to everybody else. Dadu looked happy as his eyes sparked when she kept the laddoo on his plate. She came back to the seat beside me and after looking at the plate she said a thank you and I blinked my eyes. This pretty lady.
Even though the muffins looked delicious, I let Aadi have all of them and I myself ate besan ke laddoo. '
"Bohot hi acha bana hai bhay khana aaj to." Chacha said to Nandu and Samie.
"Haa haa humari bahus hai hi talented." Dad said and everybody did a quick laugh.
"Mai to bol rha hu roz tum dono hi khana banaya karao." Dadu said.
"Ohh nahi mister, meri patni fir kabhi free nahi hogi." Aadi said and Nandini proceeded to hit his arm.
"Sahi baat hai meri bhi nahi." I blurted out and Samaira looked at me.
"Dekhna inhe, patniyo ke chamche." Mom said and laughed.
Everybody got up and kept their plated in the sink. I too got up for the same and then suddenly craved for those muffins. I controlled myself and went to my floor thinking about the rooms.
There is our room, then this one can be for Samaira where she may do her thing whatever she wants. Then our kids- shut up Ishaan.
While thinking all this I took my leave towards my room and settled on the bed scrolling through my useless phone. Samaira too came soon with a box in her hand which she kept on the side table. I don't care whatever it was I just wanted to know if she was fine.
"How are you?"
"So good."
"Did you enjoy making dinner?"
"Did you like it?"
"Of course it was fucking delicious."
"The definitely enjoyed it."
I smiled over her statement and asked her to sit on the bed too.
"What kind of colour would you like in your room?"
"I don't know. Pink? Lilac?"
"Lilac huh?"
"Yeaa."
"Cute."
After a long pause when I was scrolling on my phone, she asked me
"Did you like the besan ke laddoo?"
