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CHAPTER - 30
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R A N D H I R

Arushi's sister, Ashi was wanting to meet me. Arushi said me so after finishing my office works and making a call to my manager,I made my way to her room.

"Hey ladies," I cheered up getting inside. Arushi and a girl were sitting in the bed. A teenage girl. She had a long dark hair and facial structure quite similar to Arushi.

"Ashi, this is Randhir, my fiancé. Randhir meet Ashi." she introduced us. She smiled and waved at me,"hello, brother-in-law.","Hi." I waved back. "Didi, can you get some snacks for me ? I am super hungry." She gave her puppy eyes. " Ofcourse, my guava. Wait here." She walked out.

Ashi's gaze instantly turned to hard one. "So you are didi's fiancé ?" Umm....is something wrong ? "I won't say you much but dare to hurt my sister. I will break your limbs." She warned me. I was amused but didn't show,"oh no no..promise." she smirked,"very good."

This child.

"Are you also a mafia ?" She questioned kinda worriedly. I nodded. "Here. Help yourself." Arushi ruffled her fair. "offo didi..stop doing that. I am grown up now." Ashi whined.

"Umm..yeah. But you will always be my small guava." She smiled. "didi.." she chuckled. I sat beside Arushi and blew at her bare neck. She shivered. I wickedly smile. "Mmm..a small girl is infront of you and still romancing, wow." Ashi spoke making us stun as her gaze was plastered at the plate.

"By the way Arushi didi, brother in law is so handsome. How you control your drool infront of him ?" She asked. Arushi gasped,"Don't your think Ms. Ashi Khanna your words are inappropriate for your age ?" She titered ,"Let me tease didi when you will leave with whom I will play ?" Her voice cracked at the end.

I blinked. Arushi lifted Ashi's head by her chin,she had tears in her eyes,"hey, why are you crying sweetie ?" She sniffled,"You will leave me after three days." Arushi pulled her into a hug,"don't cry lil guava, I am always with you. I needed to leave, sooner or later. But I promise I will always call you and meet you most of the time." Ashi broke the hug and ran out of the room.

Arushi frowned and turned to me,"I don't wanna leave my bhai and bhabhi. I won't able to leave with them and Ashi." I sadly smiled,"I am sorry Princess." I kissed her forehead,"Go and meet them once." She nodded and walked out.

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"RANDHIR." Suddenly two screams came making me drop my deal papers. I tsked and picked them back. Arushi and Ashi came my room running. They huffed for air. "Brother-in-law." Ashi said. "Lets." Arushi continued. "Go for a," again Ashi. "A drive.",Arushi finished.

I thought for a minute,"okay." I stood up. They both jumped happily,"yaay..Thank you brother-in-law." Ashi dashed out. I chortled. "Thank you so much,Randhir. You don't have any idea how much time it took me to calm her. She was so upset and agressive." She came to me,"thank you." And kissed my cheek.

I got goosebumps. My mouth made a gap, I looked down at her. She blushed and was leaving but I caught her hand pulled to my chest. She gasped,"If that's what I am getting from you as a thank you then believe me sweetheart, I will take you and your sister for trip everyday." She laughed at my statement.

"You don't have to do anything more, Mr. Malhotra." I groaned,"Don't call me that. It's Randhir for you.","oh..ok, Mr. Malhotra." She showed her tongue and raced out. "WAIT. ARU-ARUSHI."

I narrowed my eyes,"Hmph."

I wore something casual. Arushi and Ashi were already ready. "All ready ?" I questioned hurrying down the stairs. "Yesh." They showed two food basket. Arushi held out the by rolled mat.

I place everything in the car trunk. I opened the back door for Ashi. "Thank you," she slid in. I helped Arushi getting in at passenger seat. She smiled. "Hey, stop." I turned around. Anjali was sprinting to us. She was wearing a tight dress. How was she comfortable with that ? "Please drop me at the Charle's café, actually Samir wants to meet me," she batted her fake eyelashes. She fixed her hand bag. Samir, her fiancé.

Mu eyes lingered at her dress. Thank god she wasn't my fianceé. My breath was chocking looking at her.

"Why don't you take other car ?" My voice came filled with annoyance

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"Why don't you take other car ?" My voice came filled with annoyance. "I know I could but it will take longer." She rolled her eyes. "Look, I can't t-" the passenger seat door opened, Arushi came out. "Anjali di, you n-needed some h-help ?" She stammered. I hate this so much. She was again stuttering.

I glared at the bitch,"It's not your business, you ungrateful slut." I heard her gasping. "YOU shut you mouth." I gritted my teeth. "R-Randhir." Arushi whimpered. "Randhir please. I don't have much time." She opened the passenger side door.

"Arushi si-" Arushi interrupted me,"Let her seat please. I don't want a fight , that too because of me. All hate me, if I did something wrong again then they will hate me more. Please." I signed in vexation.

I buckled my seat belt and started the engine. During the ride suddenly Anajali closed the half distance between us. She reached for the tissue,she glanced at the rearview mirror and started tapping it on her lips. I cringed and gripped the steering wheel tightly.

She again tried to touch her body with mine. "didi, why you sat here?" Ashi whispered. "Shh..I know what I did ?!" I saw Arushi from rearview mirror. She was looking at her lap.

I threw daggers to the bitch beside me. She was fixing the upper part of her dress or showing off her breast, I must add. Bloody slut. I again glanced at the rearview mirror to find Arushi doing the same and looking us with frown. She must be thinking I will get seduced by this witch.

I moved my hand backward to Arushi. I caressed her knee and gave a squeeze. I was enjoying her every expression through the rearview mirror.

~to be continued~

Words : 1065

Published : 4 Feb 2022

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{A/N}

Few words for bitch..ahem..I mean,Anjali. Please.

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