Abhiraj's POV
"Amrita! What are you doing here?" said Sonakshi bhabhi as she turned around, closing her eyes. I quickly pulled on my kurta, feeling a rare wave of shame. I sighed and glared at that shameless little kitten who didn't even bother to stop staring at me.
"Bhabhi, you can turn around now!" Raj said, mischief dancing in his eyes.
"Ohhh, so you are Amrita? You're so beautiful! kisi ki nazar na lage!" my mother said warmly. Amrita looked confused until Sonakshi explained, "She is kakisa, mother of Abhiraj ji."
"And my nani!" Raj added proudly.
Amrita instantly bent to touch her feet, and my mother blessed her, saying, "May you get a handsome, strong, and loving husband!"
I could clearly see my mother's happiness on meeting her. I glanced at Amrita, she smiled shyly and said sweetly, "Kakisa, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you at first."
"Oh my lovely girl," my mother exclaimed, hugging her. "And don't call me kaki, I'm like your mother!"
Her words shocked me and Raj both.
"Stop all this drama. Why are you guys here?" I snapped, irritation creeping into my tone.
"Kakisa was worried about you. But Amrita! why are you here while he was changing?" Sonakshi bhabhi asked, half suspicious.
The kitten glanced at me innocently and replied, "Bhaiya sent me... he said I must give Kuwarsa the kurta and thank him for saving my life."
Her last words carried a shine in her eyes that made me look away.
"Okay, you come with me," Bhabhi said, quickly taking her away.
"You saved her life?" my mother asked with amusement.
I rolled my eyes and muttered, "Masa, stop your daydreaming. I'm never going to get married!" And with that, I left the room.
Time Skip
The pooja was over, and now it was time for the bhoj. I noticed how many eyes followed Amrita—not just my mother's. Of course, who wouldn't want the only daughter of the Shekhawat family, so beautiful and graceful, as their daughter-in-law? What shocked me more was how quickly she changed in front of everyone, acting mature, composed.
We were all seated as food was being served. I was distracted until Raj's voice broke through:
"Chote mama, you know bade mama saved Amrita's life!"
I rolled my eyes again.
Rajendra, seated beside me, leaned in. "Is it? Good."
"And you know when me and nani went up—"
Before that fool could reveal more, I stuffed a ladoo in his mouth. "Oh my dumb boy, you must be hungry!"
Rajendra raised a brow. "What was he saying?" he whispered.
"Rubbish," I muttered.
Just then, a voice interrupted—"Would you like some gulab jamun?"
We turned. Amrita stood there with a smile.
"Yes," Rajendra replied. She handed him four pieces. Then, turning to me, she smirked and without waiting for an answer, dumped twelve pieces into my plate.
I sighed in irritation. Honestly, I rarely get angry. But this wild kitten—argh.
As I was talking to Ranveer and my brother, she slipped more gulab jamun onto my plate. Before she could leave, I grabbed her hand.
"What are you doing?" I asked calmly.
"Giving you gulab jamun," she replied innocently. God, what an actress.
"Did I ask for it?"
She shook her head.
Ranveer sighed. "Baccha, why did you do this?"
"But you said na they are special, serve them everything!" Amrita protested.
"Yes, but you should've asked first!" Ranveer scolded lightly.
"But—"
I cut her off, my voice slightly stern. "Do you know how many people sleep hungry every night? And here you are, wasting food?"
Her glowing face dimmed, her gaze falling to the floor. For some reason, guilt tugged at me.
I sighed, then said, "Fine. You like gulab jamun so much? Come on! have them."
Before she could protest, I picked up a gulab jamun and pushed it gently into her mouth.
For a second, she looked ridiculously cute with her cheeks full. And then—reality hit me.
I froze. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the shocked expressions of Rajendra and Ranveer. Without another word, I stood abruptly and went to wash my hands.
Time Skip
Now in the car, I could feel Ma, Rajendra, and Raj burning with questions, but fearing my wrath, they stayed silent.
It was my fault. Why hadn't I just asked her to leave the room earlier? I never let anyone enter my bedroom. And today, not only had I allowed her in, I had... fed her with my own hands.
Stupid!
I shut my eyes and leaned back, but her image still filled my mind.
No, Abhiraj. You can't be like this. She's just a naïve girl. Remember, you are Abhiraj Singh Rajput. You have never been weak for a woman.
Never had, never will.
Amrita's POV
"Haye, meri kamar!" bhabhi groaned as she collapsed beside me on the bed.
"I'm also really tired," I replied.
Then, her eyes lit up. "You know, today so many people asked for your hand!"
I rolled my eyes. "Bhaiya must be regretting, thinking—why did I introduced my flower-like little sister to everyone!"
We both laughed, until Bhabhi said softly, "Tomorrow itself, I'll do your nazar utaarna. Thanks to Abhiraj ji, your life got saved!"
"My—" I began, but she cut me off sharply.
"You'll get a tight slap if you dare insult him again!"
My eyes widened. "No, I was saying... he's not that bad actually."
Her eyes widened even more. "Oh my... are you okay?"
I sighed. "Yes, but... do you know, he literally saved me like a prince charming?"
"Matlab?" she asked eagerly.
I closed my eyes, reliving it. "When that rakha tried to touch me, a dagger pierced his hand! I turned, and there he was on a horse, like a prince. He got down and beat the shit out of him..."
"Language!" she scolded, making me lie down.
"Good night, Bhabhi and my junior!" I said playfully. She chuckled and left.
I looked out at the moon. "He's just like this moon," I whispered, smiling. "Bright..." I smirked and said "I will get the hidden monster inside this prince out."
No One's POV
As soon as Sonakshi stepped out of Amrita's room, she froze.
"You were... outside?" she stammered.
"I heard everything," said Ranveer, his voice heavy.
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