𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉: 𝑴𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆

𝟑𝟔.

RANVIJAY

"I've seen these scars earlier Ranvijay. I was kid when I saw exactly same scars on his wrist. He saved me and I owe him" Her words from earlier echoed into my ears.

She has another protector. Who could be that one? Perhaps he also doesn't have love in his life or maybe someone actually verge on kill him. Never mind. His problems. Not my business.

We came back to the party. "You guys look so amazing together" Arjun said while popping his eyes between Kashish and me.

"Arjun bhai, you haven't complimented me yet" she pouted. Cute. She always wanted to be admired by everyone.

Arjun and Kashish were new siblings in town. Too noisy. Too irritating. Yes, included my loving wife. Kashish was twenty-one years old, younger than Arjun and me. But she managed to appear both cute teenager and graceful adult. It was just the way she carried herself.

"You are looking so pretty" Arjun wrapped his protective hand around her shoulders. She smiled like she had won the beauty contest. Silly girl

I have known Arjun for the past many years. He was affectionate towards everyone but the way he loved Kashish. It was adorable.

"Oh! Than what about me?" Isha raised her eyebrow while sipping her mojito pitcher. My head was spinning with her fragrance. It must be Italian cologne.

Arjun pulled Isha into his arms. "You are gorgeous in whole universe love" he softly placed kiss on her lips. Arjun was romantic unlike me.

"Aww, they look so cute" I glanced at Kashish who already staring at them with smile. The exact expression I had seen on her face was the moment she met Divya and Akash for the first time. The are cheesy couple too.

"Stop being cheesy" I said wryly. "Ranvijay don't interrupt and let me fuc..." Isha glanced at him. "I mean let me love my wife" he changed suddenly. Fearless PARA SF but fearful husband.

"Ranvijay, just come with me" Kashish dragged me into the corner, holding my arm with her tiny hands. "What's wrong with you?" She paused, causing me to stumble into her chest.

"What's wrong with me, Raaje?" She gazes at me.

"They are making love and you just tagged them cheesy" She paused and continued further, "You don't have love life, it doesn't mean no one has"

"I have one" she jumped out of her skin when she felt my fingers rustling on the small of her back. Pink blossomed across her cheeks.

"W-what?" She was asking about my love interest and we both had know about it.

"I'm in love with someone, deeply madly insanely" her pink shade morphed into red one. I lowered my head so that I could whisper in her left ear. "She is my deep desire" Her eye brows went straight.

"Of course! Probably that girl you kissed—just to pay your gratitude" She flipped her face on the other side. Did I see her jealous? She was jealous. I mentally danced to see her like this.

"You know her?" I teased her, making her sigh in jealousy. I'm in love with her jealousy avatar.

"You told me about her on our wedding night" she put extra emphasis on her last three words. Her glare intensified when I said, "She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen"

"Then tell her to company you as I'm leaving" She jerked my hands from her back and began to walk. "Kashish" I followed her.

"Déjame o te mato" she snapped back. (Leave me or I'll kill you) what she said. I want translation right now. Holding her arm, I pulled her towards me. "Mind? Can you translate your fucking words?"