Two weeks passed by really well. Both of us used to be really busy. But still, we both behaved really nicely and I had become habitual of sleeping in his arms.

And it was finally Saturday. I and Paras were shifting my stuff to his... OUR room. We had also bought some interior decor items to redecorate the room. We were almost done with the work, just one picture was left to be hung on the wall.

I was standing on the edge of the bed to hang that picture on the wall. Suddenly my leg slipped and I was damn sure that I was going to fracture my hand today. But wait, I never fell.

I felt a firm grip on my waist. I opened my eyes and there was my saviour. Oh man, he was so perfect. Those brown eyes were so addicting.

"Careful." He muttered. But he didn't leave me.

"Hey dude, will you please leave me. I have got a picture to hang on the wall." I said trying to be cool, just to hide how hard I was blushing.

"Oh really? Well I have other plans." He said and smirked. He let go of me and I landed straight on the bed. He was hovering me and I was really nervous. We were married and we could take our marriage to the next level but... was I ready?

"Just look at your face Nishtha. Trust me, I won't do anything without your consent." He chuckled and said. And I gave a smile of relief.

"But you can't stop me from doing this." He said and smirked. He suddenly started tickling me. Oh my god!! I was ticklish as hell ! I was laughing like crazy !!!

"S..top please!!" I said while laughing.

"That's what she never said." He stopped and said. And winked at me. Yessss, it was a great opportunity. I took a pillow and hit him on his face. Oh my God ! It was hilarious.

I swiftly got away from his hold and jumped on the other side of the bed grabbing another pillow.

"Damn woman! We just arranged the bed!" He said while laughing.

"Well you started it!" I said while grinning like an idiot. Then I hit him with the pillow.

"You're gonna regret that!" He said and jumped on the bed grabbing a pillow. He then hit me with the pillow.

We were running all around the house frequently hitting each other with the pillow and laughing like maniacs.

Finally we reached the kitchen. He dropped the pillow on the floor and held my arm and I didn't protest. In a go, he pinned me to the kitchen counter. He was caressing my cheek and it felt really great.

"I love you..." He said looking directly into my eyes. I was surprised, more like shocked. Oh My God !!!!! Did he really just say that !!!!! What should I say ???

He looked at me expectantly.

"I love you too!" I said in a go. He was smiling really hard and lifted me up and swung me all around.

When we were back to our previous position, I stood up on my toes and he was looking at what I was doing. I crashed my lips on his.

Our lips were moving rhythmically. We parted to catch some breath. Both of us were smiling like idiots. He was still holding my face.

"You are forgetting something." I said and he looked at me in a questioning manner.

Yeah, I was still having the pillow in my hand. I hit him with the pillow and ran away. But he was too quick. He caught hold of my arm and pulled me towards him.

My back collided with his rock hard chest. He started moving his fingers on my hands and I couldn't help but drop the pillow. He started kissing my neck, in a really sensual manner.

He was about to turn me around when suddenly his phone started ringing.

"Ughhhh!" He groaned and picked up the phone. While he was talking on the phone, I picked up the pillows,arranged them on the bed and hung the picture on the wall. The bedroom was looking amazing, our hard work paid off.

As I was adoring the room, Paras came and hugged me from behind. Oh, how much I waited for this day when we would be a happy couple.

"Look, I know you hate her, but Rachna bua ji is coming to stay here for tonight." He muttered on my neck and I turned around with a jerk.

"What the hell? That woman, your grandfather's sister???" Oh my God! And here I thought, everything was going really well in my life.

"Look I'm sorry... mom and dad pressurized me like always. She said she wants to know that we are living nicely or not. But don't worry, we'll handle her together." He said pulling me in a hug.

"Okay, not that we have any other choice." I said and sighed. And ladies and gentlemen, my mood was officially spoilt.

"She's coming at 6 p.m." He said while making a guilty face and I looked at my watch. It was 4 pm already.

"Let me wear a saree then, I don't want any drama in my house." I said and he nodded. I always needed to watch a tutorial while draping a saree. I somehow draped it in half an hour.

"You look beautiful." Paras said and he was about to hug me from behind while I was wearing my earrings.

"Aaaa, keep you hands to yourself. I have gone through so much to drape this cloth around me!" I snapped and he gave me a funny look.

"Anyways, I have prepared the guest room." He said and I smiled at him.

After a while, it was 6 p.m. and the doorbell rang. I was in the kitchen preparing tea.

"Oh bua ji, Namaste!" I heard Paras say. Damn, that old hag was here. Ughhh God, please give me strength to tolerate this bitch.

I somehow went in the living room with a fake smile plastered on my face.

"Namaste bua ji." I said and kept the tray which had tea and biscuits on the table.

"Hmm... haven't your parents taught you to touch the feet of elders." Damn, this woman. I can't tolerate her for a second in my house. I didn't want to but I still touched her feet and Paras gave me a sympathetic smile.

That woman took a sip of the tea made by me.

"The tea's good." She said. Oh my God, I couldn't believe my own ears. Did she just praise me??? No, she didn't, I know she was going to add something bitchy.

"It would have been better if you added more sugar... and more milk... and more tea powder... and more milk... and more water." What the hell? Woman, don't you understand if I added some more quantity of all of that then there would be two cups of tea instead of one.

"Guddu, look how skinny you've become. Doesn't your wife give you food?" She said. How dare she?

"Bua ji, it's nothing like that, she makes really tasty food." Paras said and I smiled at him. I was glad that he defended me.

"Anyways, I thing bahu (daughter in law), you should pay more attention at home, why don't you leave your job?" WHAT THE FUCK ??? Who has given this bitch the right to utter such shit from her mouth??? I was about to snap at her when Paras held my wrist.

"Bua ji, I'll never let Nishtha leave her job. Because she is really good at it, so please don't say anything about her job." He said and that so called bua ji made a disgusted face.

"Guddu, what magic has she done on you? You have begun to defy me?" She snapped.

"Bua ji, she hasn't done any magic or anything. It's your orthodox mentality that's making me defy you. You are in my house, so don't say anything wrong to my wife please." He said and I was looking at him in awe.

"Hay Ram! I shouldn't have come herein the first place!" She said and stomped towards the guest room. Yeah right, she shouldn't have come here.

Paras sighed. "I'm sorry Nishtha... I shouldn't have let her come to our house." He said.

I just cupped his cheek and then hugged him tightly.

"Well, her presence doesn't affect me as long as you're by my side." I said and I felt him smile. He then hugged me back, more tightly.