His Mrs.Rathore

Quality Time

Ammu's Pov

I couldn't stop my smile since, I left my house, on top of that he is starting at me. My face is red for god's sake. Currently we are going back home.

Passing by the streets I saw Pani Puri.

"Stop" I said but his attention was on the road.

"STOP" I shouted a little.

He stopped the car near the road with a halt.

"What happened? Why do you ask me to stop? Any problem? What-" he blabbered but I cut him off

"Pani Puri" I said lowering my head

"Huh?"

"Gol gappe" I said looking out.

"What??? You shouted to eat Pani Puri. Seriously?" He asked throwing his hands on air.

"Hmm. Please" I asked

"No. We are going home"

"Please Mr Rathore" I made puppy eyes but he didn't budge

Who will not fall for these?
Akdu

"No" he started the car.

I held him arm and said

"Pretty please"

"No. Nahi" he denied

"Pretty please with a cherry on top" I said with my puppy eyes and pouted .

He looked at me for some fine time and said

"FINE!!!"

"Yayyy!!! Chalo chalo" I screamed in excitement and opened the car door.

"Kaunsi bacchi ke sath shadi kar liya meine?" He muttered

Bacchi? Mein?
Huh! Bacchi aapki bhabhi

We went to a stall. I mean I dragged him to there.

"Bhaiyya, do plate pani puri. Both spicy" I said.

"No thank you. I don't want anything from these roadside shops. If you want eat and get ill. But I am fine" he said scrunching his nose

"Huh nahi chahiye toh math khayiye yaha kon aapko force kar raha hain" I said huffing

"Aren't you being too talkative these days" he asked raising his left eyebrow

"I was always talkative. But it's just you who didn't notice. Huh and for that you must spend time and be like a normal coupl-" I abruptly stopped as I realised what I was saying.

He was just looking at me.

"Ma'am" the Pani Puri wala bhaiyya gave me the plate.

I took the plate and ate it. The spices touching my taste buds. I closed my eyes and moaned.

Uff heaven

I opened my eyes to see Mr Rathore staring at me with his darkened coal black eyes.

I raised my eyebrows and continued stuffing my mouth with tasty Pani Puri. He just shook his head and stood there watching me.

I took a plate pani puri and gave it to him.

"No I don't want" he denied

"Have it na. It's too good" I said still offering him.

"No I already sa-" he couldn't complete the sentence as I stuffed the Pani Puri in his mouth.

"I-agh t-ogh ghu" he said something with Pani Puri in his mouth

"Huh? Which language is this?" I asked laughing