Untill yesterday she was Vihaan Singhania's bride... How did she end up marrying Ayansh Singhania!!!
Ayansh Singhania- 26 years old, billionaire. A sanskari munda. The ameer dad ki sudhri hui aulaad. Didn't believe in the law of attraction, so gave...
When he doesn't say anything I joke a bit, "waise bhi agar hum shadi se pehle hi ek kamre me rehne lagenge to shadi tak main apse bore ho jaongi." He lets out a small laugh as he holds me closer to his chest. "Aap humesha se itni pyari thi ya waqt ne kiya koi haseen sitamb." It's my turn to laugh this time. I keep my head on his chest, "I don't want you to be that perfect book boyfriend all the time though I will be upset if you don't take me on dates, if you don't buy me flowers, if you don't take me shopping; but of course sometimes let me pay for our dates, kabhi kabhi let me buy you gifts, and sometimes let me plan grand surprises for you."
Ayansh's pov-
She really amazes me everytime she talks to me. Her words always hold depth and reality in them. She knows what she wants from her life. And that is definitely not 'my husband is my world'. "To kya hai apke liye perfect boyfriend ki definition Siya?" I want to know. "Khud dhoond lijiye Ansh." She loves leaving me on a cliffhanger doesn't she? "Don't worry jaan, I will figure it out soon." Saying this I peck her nose and let her snuggle into me more.
The next day
Ayansh's pov-
Last night we both sat together in the living room after dinner and figured out tomorrow's schedule, our regular events in life and how we would manage to stay together and blend into each other's comfort. Siya set up some rules like-
We will sleep in separate rooms but we can enter each other's room whenever we want.
All the housework will be equally distributed among both of us. That is something I don't agree with. I argued and somehow managed to convince her that we can have a full time maid and she doesn't have to bother about it. I can't let her come home tired from the hospital and engage in housework, rather I want her to spend her time with me.
Breakfast will be followed according to pre pre-determined week's wise planner. Like mondays would be paranthas with butter and pickle, tuesdays would start with idli or upma, wednesdays would be bread toast and fruit bowl, while breakfast for thursdays would be poha. Friday's would be a cheat day where I can decide whatever I want and on Saturdays I will have to eat muesli. On Sundays I will have scrambled eggs with avocado toast while Siya would have her chana salad as she is a pure vegetarian. The schedule sounds scary already and to live like this would be a complete torture. It is indeed a back-breaking task to live with a doctor.
All the meals of the day would be eaten together only and if we have prior arrangements we have to inform the other at least 2 hours before the lunch time.
Tuesday ko no meat in the house.
All my Sundays belong to her. (and all of she belongs to me.) This was a clause I secretly added.
For now these were enough for now as she made me sign the paper on which she wrote the rules. The sheet is now hanging on the door of our refrigerator with a magnet.
In the morning, we both had our breakfast in a nearby cafe with some sandwiches and mocha for her and espresso for me. Since we had to go grocery shopping today, we decided to come home by 6 in the evening. Her shift ends at 4 anyways today, so the order was basically for me. I drop her to the hospital and then reach my office to sum up today's meetings by 5:30.
Evening-
In a blink of an eye the bright yellow sun now turned orange-red and was passing down the horizon. It was my call to wrap up my office hours today and pick Siya up from 'our home' to take her grocery shopping. I called my PA and informed him to cut my day short today and email me left over documents that I will review at night. I packed my things and sat behind the wheel to depart towards the penthouse. I reach there and as if on cue, she enters the living room. She has her hair in a bun and AirPodes around her neck. She has a simple grey drop shoulder hooded jacket and grey drawstring waist matching trousers with white socks in her feet. Her white butterfly claw clip peeking out of her black luscious locks. I am loving this feeling of coming back home to her. I want to get used to this ritual. She gets me a glass of water and before I can control myself, I hug her inhaling her calming scent. "Careful love, I can get used to coming back home to you and still want more." She chuckles hearing and in return kisses my cheek "I don't mind-" she stops and leans in closer towards my ear "-jaan." That's it.
THAT'S FUCKING IT.
I have lost my sanity.
'She' MAKES ME LOSE MY SANITY.
Before I could get a hold of her and kiss the heck out of her lips, she ran away towards the main door giggling. "Let's go Ansh, or we won't be able to fetch all the necessities." She wore her blue Jordan's.
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Here's the next chapter. I am so so sorry for such a late update. But as I previously mentioned, I have a lot of things on my plate. I don't have any idea how the next chapter will be and when will I post it. Please wait for me and support me like you all are doing now.😕😓 I apologize sincerely for making you all wait.🥲😣
Please bare with me, I will be forever grateful.
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That's it for this chapter fammmmm.
I didn't add english translation in this chapter, because that translation was just so bland and emotionless when read.
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