"Are you guys done?" Arjun asked Arohi's stylist once he was done getting ready for evening. He was wearing black tuxedo with a white shirt underneath.
On getting positive response from other side he asked her to tell Arohi, he will meet her downstairs.
It was their first public appearance after their wedding and he didn't anyone to look down at Arohi because she wasn't dressed up in a certain way. So he had hired one of the best stylist for her.
While moving out he caught glimpse of himself. Adjusting lapels of his Blazer, his eyes got struck at tie. And it was like as if his hands grew head of their own. The tie was undone in mere seconds and he walked with small smile.
He waiting for her at bottom of staircase while checking his Twitter. On listening jingling of bangles he looked up and he felt like wind was sucked out of him. He couldn't stop glancing at her.
Her red sari was making her skin glow and her dark black hair were floating over radiant face as she passed a small smile and looked down adjusting her Sari. She indeed looked like a dream.
He tried to stop himself and look anywhere instead of her but he couldn't stop stealing glances at her.
He noticed the big frown on her face. He inwardly chuckled realizing her problem. She may have dawned this prim proper look but she still was his tiny bratty wife.Before his mind could process his feet started moving on his own accord as he reached up to her and offered to help. She was also confused and surprised by his this attempt.
"Am I looking presentable much?" She asked once they reached down.
Like a snobby teenage guy instead of speaking thesaurus of beauty for her he gave the snobbiest reply possible.
It was official. He hated Romit! He doesn't understand why Arohi doesn't share the same friendly Bond she shares with Romit and his other friends..
Because Hello!!! They weren't the one rude to her right from the beginning.
A small voice from within replied to his question. He had no idea then this was in actual an indirect hint to what was going to happen at end of party.
"Arjun! I really don't care" he was so used to of her *Captain* that when she called him by his name it really pricked his heart.
Honestly, Arohi's anger was justified. He did owe her an apology. And God forbid he was very late in realizing that.
He couldn't stand the sight of her sitting on bed looking defeated with tears in her eyes. The Arohi he knew was a fighter who stood against him calling out his every bullshit. He realized even the strongest of the persons have their limit and her limit reached that night.
His mobile beeped as he settled on bed after talking with Arohi. He still had a small smile on his face. On mobile's screen he saw Romit had sent some pics in their group.
Romit: Mr. Singhania have always got Mrs. Singhania's back
This message made him open group and see what it was about.
There were pics of him trying to cover Arohi's back from different angles. He didn't even realize he was trying to do that.
Jai:
Whaaaaat!!
Is this our Arjun?😱Romit: this is Arohi's husband Arjun 😂
Arjun: Romit is trying to frame me. I was just casually standing with her while she chatted.
Jai: 😏
Salil: Arjun, I understand you. It's ok to feel possessive of your wife.
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Being Mrs. Singhania
Romance***Sometimes Prince Charming comes in disguise*** Arohi Ahluwalia is ur normal middle class girl with some dreams and ambitions. She is young, talkative, cheerful... everything a 20 years old should be. Her mother died when she was young, therefore...