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" Pallavi, Arjun tumhare saath hai ? " it was Abrahm from the other side of the door ..

" Haan bhaiyya, mere saath hai aur kaam mein busy hai " she replied while glaring at me

" Kaam ?? Kounsa kaam woh bhi mere room mein " he enquired..

" Palang todne wala kaam " she said and immediately I closed her mouth with my palm..

" Kya bol rahi ho atankwadi Biwi" i grumbled on her face and bit my hand ..

( What are you saying my terrorist wife )

" Mein kya galat bol rahi thi , tum toh palang Tod rahe ho na ? " She implored ..

( What did said wrong ? , you are breaking the bed right ")

My wife is so innocent, so pure in this filthy world. I am incredibly lucky to have such a purest pearl in my life.I must have done a great karma in my previous life, for in this one, I've been blessed with such an innocent and loving partner. Her simplicity and love are nothing less than a divine gift for me.

I was leaning casually against the wall, enjoying the confusion on Pallavi's face when the knocking started again, louder this time.

"Pallavi, Arjun, darwaza kholo!" Abrahm's voice was muffled but urgent from the other side.

(Pallavi, Arjun, open the door!)

"Kya hua hoga ab inhe..." she sighed, muttering under her breath, and walked over to open the door.

(What could be wrong with him now...)

"Kya hua, Bhaiyya? Itni zor se kyun knock kar rahe ho?" She inquired with her usual innocent face .

(What's wrong, Bhaiyya? Why are you knocking so loudly?)

Abrahm stood there, looking flustered, his cheeks a shade of red I hadn't seen before.

"Uh, kuch nahi, bas... tum dono bed todne ki baat kar rahe the, toh... sab thik hai na?" I can help but bit my lower lip to control my laugh , in front of my adha pagal dosth .

(Uh, nothing, it's just... you two were talking about breaking the bed, so... is everything okay?)

I fought to keep a straight face. This is going to be fun , i thought.

"Arre, Abrahm, kuch tension mat lo. We're just... testing the bed's durability. It should be able to handle... some pressure, you know?" i muttered the last word like a whisper, i know my friend is anything but not an innocent like his sister

Abrahm's eyes widened, and I could see the gears turning in my saale Saab's head.

"Pressure? You mean... You two...?" his remaining words died in his throat itself, i know ,what exactly he is thinking but My love , bless her innocent heart, nodded enthusiastically.

"Haan Bhaiyya! I was telling Arjun to use his muscles and break the bed himself. Why call a carpenter, right?" I could barely contain my laugh ,She really has no idea what she is saying to his bhai ,

"Exactly, Pallavi. And I was just telling Abrahm, it's all about technique and... Experience , After all He too got married too . What do you think, Abrahm?" i intentionally stopped my words , my love was confusing seeing both of us , but Abrahm looked like he might collapse any second.

" Arre , Pallavi, you shouldn't talk like that! Imagine if someone else heard you?" He scoffed in embarrassment, i know very well that he never wants to talk like this in front of his sister and is clearly regretting knocking on the door .

Pallavi looked genuinely confused.

"But Bhaiyya, what's wrong? Arjun has such strong muscles, he should use them for something. That's all I was saying." I bit the inside of his cheek to keep from bursting out laughing. She looked at me for support , I nodded pretending innocently in front of her

"Yes, yes, Pallavi, you're absolutely right. And I thought, we can only test the bed when........ You want that too, right, Abrahm? Don't you want that me and my wife .........." I halted my word covering my lips with my knuckles, I can't help but i just want to burst into laughterp by seeing his face ..

Abrahm's face was a deep red now and clearly regretted knocking on the door .

"Alright, just... keep it down. Everyone will start thinking you two are... exercising or something else..." he said and turned to another side to leave ..

" Hein ?? Why will do exercise in the room "Pallavi shrugged nonchalantly

As Abrahm turned to leave, I called out with a mischievous grin, "Arre, Abrahm, don't worry. I'll make sure Pallavi is fully satis... ..."

" SHUT UP " he frowned and shook his head, muttering something about staying out of newlyweds' business in the future, and Pallavi stood there, still blissfully unaware of the double entendre.

After locking the door behind Abrahm, i turned to Pallavi, who still looked adorably confused. I couldn't resist teasing her a little more.

" Why was Bhaiyya so embarrassed?" she asked with her breath taking innocent eyes .

I chuckled a bit and pulled her close.

"Woh kya hai na, unka dimaag kuch zyada hi creative hai. Aur mujhe us creativity ke saath khelne mein maza aata hai." i said taking a step towards her .

(You see, he has a very creative mind. And I enjoy playing along with that creativity.)

"waise tumhe sach mein jaana hai ki woh ithna embarrassed kyu hai ?" i said moving slowly towards her ..

( you still want to know why he was so embarrassed ?)

Pallavi crossed her arms, frowning.

"haan sach mein jaana hai, par Arjun? Hum bed ki baat kar rahe the, aur aap dono aise behave kar rahe the jaise kuch galat baat keh di ho maine." she questioned still trying to figure what happened between us .

(Yeah really want to know but , Arjun? We were talking about the bed, and you two acted like I said something wrong.)

I can't help but smirk, closing the distance between us, my eyes twinkling with mischief. Today i was in full mood to tease her

"Pallavi, jab hum bed todne ki baat kar rahe the, uska matlab ," i said, my voice dropping to a suggestive whisper.

(Pallavi, when we were talking about breaking the bed, it meant....)

"Matlab? Aap kehna kya chahte ho?" Pallavi tilted her head, confusion still evident in her eyes .

(Meaning? What are you trying to say?)

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close.

"Woh soch raha tha ki hum dono... you know...the deed happens btw a husband and wife ," i whispered, my lips brushing her ear.

Her eyes widened as she tried to push me away, but I held her firmly. I leaned in, my breath warm against her cheek.

" And the actual deeds which I want to do with you " Before she could respond, i captured her lower lip in a deep, passionate kiss. My hands roamed over her back, pulling her tighter against me. She stiffened for a moment, her surprise evident, but my touch was persuasive, my kiss demanding.

Slowly, she melted into mine , her hands finding their way around my neck. I just deepened the kiss, my tongue teasing her lips apart, exploring, tasting. My hands moved lower, tracing the curve of her waist , eliciting a soft moan from her.

Breaking the kiss, my lips traveled to her neck, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her skin. Her breath hitched, her fingers tangling in my hair as I nibbled at her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine.

"Arjun," she whispered, her voice breathless, a mixture of protest and desire. "This... this is wrong. Bhaiyya is outside, what will he think?

" Let him think whatever he wants. We're married, my love . We can do whatever we want." I pulled back slightly, my eyes dark with desire.

I leaned in again, capturing her lips, my kiss more urgent this time. Pallavi's defenses crumbled as she kissed me back with equal fervor. The room seemed to disappear around us , the only thing that mattered was the heat building between them.

My hands found the knot of her saree, my fingers deftly working to loosen it. Her hands moved over my shirt, feeling the hard planes of my chest, her nails raking lightly against my skin, making me groan.

I lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bed, my lips never leaving hers. Laying her down, I hovered over her, my eyes drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks, her lips swollen from those kisses.

" I never thought a moment like this would come in my life that I will spend these moments with my goddess " i murmured in a husky whisper.

Pallavi looked up at me , her eyes filled with a mix of love and desire.

"Aur main kabhi socha nahi tha ki aap jaise besharam se mujhe pyaar ho jayega," she whispered, her lips curving into a shy smile.

(And I never thought I'd fall in love with someone as shameless as you.)

"Haan, hoon besharam. Par sirf tumhare liye." I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her again.

(Yes, I am shameless. But only for you.)

As our kisses deepened, the room filled with the sounds of our passion, my hands and lips exploring every inch of her, leaving no doubt about my desire. She responded to my every touch, her body arching towards mine, her hands pulling me closer. As we completely lost in each other .

Just as things were about to escalate, a sudden knock on the door startled us both. she i froze, her eyes wide as she pushed me away, hastily fixing her saree. I groaned in frustration and i ran a hand through my hair.

"Kithna besharam hai aap," she whispered, still breathless, as she jumped off the bed, her cheeks red.

(You are so shameless.)

"Aur tumhe mere besharam hone se koi problem bhi nahi hai, right?" i can't resist but smirked, my voice a low rumble.

(And you don't really have a problem with me being shameless, right?)

Before i could pull her back, she darted towards the door, a playful grin on her face as she opened it. I watched her go, my current state anything but comfortable, a rueful smile on my lips.

"Pallavi! Waapas aao! You can't leave me like this!" I called after her, laughing.

(Pallavi! Come back, You can't leave me like this )

But she was already out of the room, leaving me standing there, shaking my head.

"Kya karoon iss ladki ka?" i muttered to myself with a playful grin, my heart still racing.

(What am I going to do with this girl?)

Despite the frustration, i couldn't help but feel a thrill. My darling might have run away now. I fell on the bed and thought .

" I badly need a cold shower now "

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The atmosphere on the balcony was tense but laced with anticipation as Arjun, Pallavi, and the entire family gathered to discuss the seemingly impossible task-bringing Abrahm and Janvi together. Everyone knew these two were like oil and water, constantly clashing.

Their attention naturally drifted to the garden outside, where Abrahm and Janvi were yet again in the middle of a heated argument. They were bickering like two second graders fighting over the last piece of candy. The scene was almost comical; the entire family could easily imagine them as little kids, red-faced and stubborn, refusing to back down.

Arjun's voice broke through the chatter, drawing everyone's attention.

"I have an idea." Arjun grumbled grabbing everyone's attention

Everyone turned to him, curious. But Arjun's eyes were still locked on the two in the garden, who looked like they might start throwing punches any second.

"We need to keep them together, no matter what. If they stay together, their misunderstandings will eventually clear up. And once that happens, they'll definitely confess their love." He continued leaving everyone in thinking ,

"Correct! So let's send them on a honeymoon."Anant, who had been listening intently, nodded in agreement.

"Dono ki laash wapas aayegi, lad-lad ke ek dusre ko maar hi dalenge." Aman, always the realist, chuckled at the idea.

(Their bodies will come back instead; they'll end up killing each other)

The room burst into laughter at Aman's dark humor, though the tension still lingered. Amidst the laughs, Jaya's eyes suddenly lit up as an idea formed in her mind.

"Mere paas ek idea hai." Jaya implored

("I have an idea.")

"Kya?" Everyone unison grumbled They all turned to her, eager to hear what she had come up with. As Jaya explained her plan, the family listened carefully, nodding along.

(What?)

But when she finished, Mahesh's face was still full of concern.

"Aur iss kaam ke liye hamara beta aur bahu rani ko kaun manayega?"

(And who's going to convince our son and daughter-in-law ?)

Arjun, already anticipating this problem, turned to look at Pallavi, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. Noticing his gaze, the rest of the family followed suit, all eyes landing on Pallavi.

Realizing what they expected, Pallavi scrunched her nose in frustration, looking around at the eager faces.

"Pata nahi bhagwaan apna saara humor mujh par hi kyu dikhata hai." Pallavi thought to herself .

("I don't know why God has to show all his humor to me.")

Despite her reluctance, Pallavi knew she was the only one who could pull this off. The family's hopeful gazes and the desperate situation left her with no choice. She sighed deeply, already mentally preparing for the chaos that was sure to follow.

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Pallavi took a deep breath and approached the two combatants, Abrahm and Janvi, who were in the midst of yet another intense argument. Their voices echoed through the garden, but they abruptly stopped as Pallavi timidly whispered their names.

"Abrahm bhaiyya, Janvi bhabhi..." Pallavi asserted but her voice was soft, almost hesitant, but neither seemed to hear her. She tried again, this time a little louder,

"Abrahm bhaiyya!" Finally, they turned towards her, their argument halting mid-sentence. From the balcony, the entire family watched the trio with bated breath. Arjun, who was in on the plan, was secretly instructing Pallavi through her Bluetooth earpiece, and she repeated everything he said, oblivious to his mischievous intentions.

"Abrahm bhaiyya..." Arjun groaned through bluetooth
Pallavi echoed him without hesitation.

"Aap ek number ka bewakoof ho." Arjun said lingering a smile on his face , the family members parted their lip by seeing the mischievous act by Arjun ,

("You're a total idiot.")

Pallavi parroted the words, her expression blank as she repeated, "Aap ek number ka bewakoof ho."

Arjun bit his lower lip to suppress his laughter as he continued.

"Aur itna hi nahi, ek number ka pagal ho." Arjun implored

("And not just that, you're completely crazy too.")

Pallavi, still unaware of what she was saying, repeated,

"Aur itna hi nahi, ek number ka pagal ho."

Abrahm's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but before he could react, Pallavi continued, driven by Arjun's wicked plan.

"Isiliye hum aapka bali chadhana chahte hain, aapki shaadi dubara iss MLA sahiba se karke." Arjun grumbled in bluetooth

("That's why we want to sacrifice you by marrying you off to this MLA again.")

Pallavi repeated the words almost mechanically, but then, as she reached the last part, the realisation hit her like a ton of bricks. She paused, eyes wide as she understood the mischief behind Arjun's words.

"And now... huh?!" Pallavi realised what she was saying and her eyes narrowed as she quickly pulled the Bluetooth earpiece from her ear, glaring at it as if it were the source of all her problems.

"Maine na sahi naam diya hai aapko, kankajoore kahin ke!" She groaned by seeing the earpiece.

("I've given you the perfect name , kankajoore kahika ")

With that, she tossed the Bluetooth to the ground in frustration.

Taking a deep breath to regain her composure, Pallavi turned back to Abrahm and Janvi,

"Dekhiye, bhaiyya, bhabhi, gharwale chahte hain ki aap dono ki shaadi dubara ho, sabke saamne." Pallavi asserted..

Both Abrahm and janvi glanced at each other , then turned their head to different side

" Family ki reputation ka sawaal hai, aur mujhe bhi maza aayega shaadi mein!" She continued..

("Look, bhaiyya, bhabhi, the family wants you two to remarry, in front of everyone. It's about family reputation, and I'd love to enjoy the wedding too!")

Abrahm and Janvi exchanged reluctant glances but finally nodded in agreement. After a lot of requests from pallavi

Up on the balcony, Arjun watched everything unfold with a grin on his face, though inside, he was already planning his next move.

"Bahut shauk hai na mujhe pareshan karne ka. Ab main bhi dekhta hoon tum kaise is MLA sahiba se bach sakte ho." Arjun thought to himself..

("You love to trouble me, huh? Now I'll see how you escape from this MLA lady.")

Down below, as Pallavi finished explaining, Abrahm's sharp eyes finally caught onto the underlying scheme. Realising whose idea this likely was, a sly smile spread across his face. He decided it was time to turn the tables.

"Sure, Pallavi. Aaj ka din meri behen jo bhi maangti hai, woh zaroor poora karunga. Lekin meri bhi ek khwahish hai-main chahta hoon ki jab tak yeh shaadi nahi hoti, tum humare saath isi ghar mein rahogi." Abraham implored leaving Arjun and pallavi in shock ..

("Sure, Pallavi. Today, whatever my sister asks for, I'll make sure it happens. But I have one wish too-I want you to stay with us in this house until the wedding happens.")

His tone was calm, but his words were laced with a challenge. As he spoke, he lightly touched Pallavi's arm, his eyes daring her to refuse. Up on the balcony, Arjun's playful expression vanished, replaced by a simmering anger that was clear to anyone watching.

Pallavi, caught between a rock and a hard place, found herself in a dilemma. How could she stay away from Arjun for so long? But at the same time, how could she refuse Abrahm, the man who had stood by her when no one else did?

After a moment of inner conflict, Pallavi sighed and nodded, agreeing to stay.

"Toh mere saale saab aage se khelna chahte hain... Sure, dekhte hain iss khel mein kaun jeetega aur kaun harega." Arjun bellowed in his mind

(So, my dear brother-in-law wants to play a game... Fine, let's see who wins and who loses. )

But Abrahm wasn't done yet. A dark satisfaction settled on his face as he thought about the upcoming days.

"Aur karo saazish... Ab bolo, 'Main saara sach Pallavi ko bata doonga'... Chaar din meri behen se door rahoge na, tab tujhe akal aayegi ki Pallavi ke bina tumhari zindagi kya hai." Abrahm thought to himself by wrapping his arms around pallavi shoulder ..

(Go ahead, plot more... Now say, 'I'll tell Pallavi everything'... After four days of being away from my sister, you'll realise what your life is without Pallavi.)

The stage was set, the game had begun, and now, it was only a matter of time before someone's plan would unravel.

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