I wore a dark marron sari with golden pearls on it's border. It's simple and pretty. I wore a light lipshade and very thin eyeliner. I left my wavy hair open and finished my look with jewelries.

I grabbed my phone and purse and walked down. He was sitting on couch with his hands on his knees, and his face in his palms. Did something happen at work? He left with a good mood and now.

I stood near him and called out his name. "Samir" He looked up at me and his eyes travelled down from my eyes to waist and he looked away.

"20 minutes" He said while getting up as I stepped back. "I told you to get ready in 15 minutes, you wasted my 5 minutes"

"And you just wasted another 2 minutes" saying this I walked to the door without looking at him. If he thinks I'll let him be mean and grumpy for no reason then he's absolutely stupid.

I heard his footsteps coming closer to me and in a second he grabbed my hand and turned me around harshly.

"Don't talk back to me" He said with his voice deep and dead. I tried to his grip off my hand but he just tightened his grip while clenching his jaw. He was looking deadly right now.

"you're being a jerk since you came home, you can't use me to vent your anger" he left my hand as he processed my words. I knew he left marks, it's easy to leave marks on my body.

He walked past me and went outside, I looked at my forearm once before going out.

I sat on the passenger seat while he was already in car. I pulled my seatbelt and kept my purse in my lap and started scrolling on my phone trying to ignore him.

Honestly I had nothing to do on my phone but I wanted to keep myself busy in something.

I wanted him to say something, a sorry at least, but Mr I-am-too-fine-to-talk-to-anyone did not say a word.

.....

The car stopped and he got out ignoring me, such a gentle man. I picked my phone and purse and before I could reach out to open the door, he already did.

I was wrong this time, sorry.

I looked at him. "get out" He said in a rude voice, and I stepped out and he closed the door behind me. "Don't think too much my mom was watching us"

What did I even expect from him, I did not say anything and kept walking with him, his mom opened the door with a smile on her face.

A smile automatically appeared on my face, she always gives happy vibes. Such a lively person.

She engulfed me in a hug and I greeted her, she hugged her son too, who smiled at her.

We went inside and saw a girl sitting on couch with a little baby in her hands, talking to Samir's dad.

Samir's dad got up and gave me a light hug and the girl hugged Samir with all her might.

"Priya, leave me" The girl giggled and broke the hug, holding his hands.

"You can't touch him like this in front of his wife" Mom said playfully while looking at me.

"Oops" she looked at me and giggled and I just smiled at her. She hugged me and we all sat down on the couch the baby next to me, between me and his mother.

I extended my palm to him and said "hello" He looked at me before placing his hand in mine and it just melted me, his hand was so small. I smiled at him.

"he's almost 2 years old now" I looked at her and asked. "Can I pick him?"

"sure" she said in her sweet happy voice I carried the baby and placed him on my lap. "Aadi give her a kiss" She said and I looked at the baby.

"No" He said and my smile dropped.

"Please" I said and again he replied with a NO. I saw Samir smirking but I didn't pay attention to him.

A maid came and gave us water Priya took the baby and made him drink water. He looked at me and then hid behind his mom.

I am actually not good with kids, why did I even try.

I gulped the water and kept the glass on the table in front of us.

"I wanna take a picture of you guys, please stand next to each other" Priya said while looking at me and Samir. Mom was also looking at Samir and I knew he won't deny. He stood up with an okay and Priya grabbed my hand making to stand next to him.

Just when I thought she was done with clicking picture she lowered her phone and looked at us disappointed "stand like a couple"

and what does that mean?