LOGIN"Try the next one." Despite the burning in his chest his answer came calmly with hand gesture so she could understand him. She understood immediately and went inside again. And just like that one by one she came out wearing every outfit he had selected. All of them were more beautiful than the previous one, more elegant than each other. She was beautifully carrying all of them without putting any effort. Each time more hesitant than before. Each time quietly asking, if it is looking good or not? "Yeh wala?" She said hesitantly looking at him then back at him. (Translation: This one?) "Hmm. Good." He said with a nod of approval. And each time, his answer remained the same. Short. Certain. "This one too. Keep it." He said to the salesman who was standing alert after his silent warning. No unnecessary words. No exaggerated praise. But he rejected none of them. Not one. Because every single one suited her perfectly. The soft colors. The graceful fabrics. The understated elegance-
He didn't answer her. Not even a glance. Not even acknowledgment. And somehow that silence felt worse than rejection. Then without another word he drove the car forward. Inaayat sat quietly beside him. Hands folded in her lap. Trying to hide the small relief still settling inside her chest. But every now and then her eyes shifted toward the window. And a tiny smile threatened to appear. Because he came back. He didn't leave her behind and she didn't fully understand why that mattered so much, only that it did. Very deeply. She giggled lightly which gained his attention. Urvashi was busy scrolling through her phone now. Inaayat covered her mouth because no matter how much she tried to stiffle it, she giggled loudly. Ryker's lips twitched to form into a smile but he controlled his expressions. ___________ The market was overflowing with light. Bright stores. Decorations hanging above the streets. Wedding music echoed faintly from nearby shops to attract customers as it was the
Why did it feel like something was being taken away. Even though nothing had ever been hers? Ryker shut the car door harshly and silence filled the garden again. But inside Inaayat nothing was quiet anymore. She stepped back from the balcony slowly. Her heartbeat was strange. Uneven. Her throat was hurting for reasons she couldn't explain. And when she looked toward the car one last time- That unfamiliar ache only deepened. Because for the first time- Inaayat felt jealous. Raw. Unnamed. And terrifyingly real. She walked back to the room and started pacing slowly, back and forth just like Ryker. She has seen him thinking so deeply while pacing in the room and somehow she started doing the same thinking all the outcomes of Urvashi being with him. Her heart was squeezing painfully in her chest. "Ab ye Urvashi didi ko bhi sab jagah ghumane le jayenge jaise hamein le jaate the?" She questioned to herself and shook her head vigorously as if shaking that question out of her head. (Tr
A few days later, late afternoon sunlight spread across the haveli gardens. Golden. Warm. Quiet. The fountains flowed softly in the background while wind stirred through the trees, carrying the faint scent of wet soil and flowers. Ryker sat beneath the shaded gazebo near the garden pathway. Laptop open. Files scattered beside him. Phone resting near his elbow. Focused. Entirely occupied with work. His expression remained the same as always- Cold. Unreadable. Detached. A man impossible to disturb. Or so people thought. He was working there because doing her own studies and she always gets distracted with him being around. How? Whenever he's around she couldn't stop staring at him as if she was admiring him and he himself had noticed her staring at him most of the time. It's not like he have a problem or something but when she looks at him like that- with the eyes full of innocence. He feels something deep inside him stirring. He feels flustered as well as honorable, he just feels
If she would have left anything even from the leftovers then it would go straight down the drain. No one would even touch the plate after that if they would get to know about it but here he is transferring all of her leftover food into his so casually like it doesn't matter if it was a leftover. Then he tore a bite of roti and ate it after dipping it in the daal. Then he again tore a bite and dipped it in daal and put a ring of onion on it. She thought this time also he would eat it but this time he forwarded it towards her. She looked at him shocked, he didn't push the bite forward nor took it back. His hand just stood there raised in the air waiting for her to have it. He didn't say anything and neither did he insist that her to had it. She looked at the bite forward a while and even if she was full her head leaned forward as if it had a mind of its own. "Ji hamein nahi chahiye ab." She said but still he didn't say anything nor forward the bite towards her. (Translation: I
Then he picked her up in his arms and walked out of the doctor's cabin while she kept looking at his face as if she wanted to ask something but restraining herself. He knew it so first he straightly walked to their car and settled her inside on the passenger door. Then he patted her head gently and then stood straight. "Aap yahi'n rukiye main abhi aata hoon." He said and she immediately tried to come out of the car. (Translation: You stay here, I'll come right away.) "N-Nahi aap kahan jaa rahe hain?" She questioned desperately holding his hand. (Translation: N-No where are you going?) "Kahin nahi bacche. Main bas aap ko dawai lene jaa raha hoon. Bahar bohot dhoop hai isliye aap yahi par baith jaiye." He said showing her the paper which the doctor gave him. (Translation: Nowhere, kiddo. I'm just going to get your medicine. It's very sunny outside, so please sit right here.) "N-Nahi hum bhi chalenge." She said stubbornly and he sighed. (Translation: N-No I'll come too.)
He looked at her in amusement and could feel her warm cheeks against his bicep even through the material of his cloth. He couldn't stop himself from smiling at her cuteness. He didn't know why she was getting shy just for calling him by his name. She was just like a little baby to him because he ha
She looked at him for a while and again fresh tears came to her eyes. Bhanu Pratap sighed now knowing his words had hurt her a lot. He wiped the tears away again and tried to calm her down. After a while when she calmed down he decided to walk towards the sweet counter again letting her eat one mor
He settled her down on the counter top and opened the tap making water of normal temperature to flow out of it. He took some of it in his palm and splashed gently on her face. Inaayat gasped feeling the sudden coolness of water on her face. Bhanu Pratap smiled widely at her cute looking face and he
Bhanu pratap singh was like the king of the city. Everyone used to work upon his orders and desires but he used to work upon that little three year old toddler who doesn't even know how to give orders but he always understands what she wants and he gets it for her without any second thoughts. When







