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Part 16

"You what?" My dad spat out his drink coughing. "You're getting married and you didn't think to ask me?" he clipped out angrily.

"Well what's there to ask?" I shrugged confused.

"Oh I forgot, you're old now" he replied with sarcasm. "You didn't ask me when you decided to have a kid now you're not even asking me to get married"

"Well don't you want me to get married then?" I replied angrily crossing my arms. "Why don't you just order me to stay single like you?"

"You don't even know the f**ker" he countered. "You only met him and you're planning to marry him"

"You can call it an arranged marriage then. You've seen it haven't you? People marrying strangers an all" I responded. "Anyways where's mom? I told you to bring her when I called again because I didn't want to repeat myself"

"Yeah I was. But the bitch pissed me off so I dropped her off somewhere" he replied nonchalantly as if it was fine to do that.

"What? What the hell? God knows where she is" I huffed.

"I'm here" I heard her yell, looking over my shoulder she stood by the door, her hair messy and in all directions, I noted the tear on her shirt as she stormed over.

"What the hell happened to you?"

"That animal" she pointed to my dad. "He left me near a farm where a stupid dog chased me down" she explained angrily and turned her attention to my dad. "You bas***d!"

"Hi bitch" he waved grinning. "Anyways your daughter's getting married" he informed her.

"You bas...What?" she turned her head to me, her eyes widened and her mouth hanging open. "What?" she repeated. "Married? You're getting married"

"Yes I'm getting married" I replied tightly clenching my fists. "I am getting married to RK. The father of my devil. So yeah" I nodded.

"Wow" my mom sat down staring at me. "Oh baby" she covered her mouth as her eyes welled up. "You've grown so much. Oh and you're getting quite a good looking husband. Shame I wasn't so lucky" she sighed.

"Yeah alright mom. You still can't perv of RK. He's going to be your son in law" I reminded.

"A bit of looking doesn't kill" she replied playfully.

"No mom" I glared at her seriously. "You cannot look at RK! Or else I'd kill you myself so yeah a bit of looking will kill you" I threatened.

"Oh for God's sake. I wouldn't. That dickhead knocked you up and disappeared. He's only good looking on the outside, he's f**king satan on the in" she huffed rolling her eyes.

"Good. Keep your eyes, hands, and everything else of yours off him" I told her again just to make sure it went through her aging brain.

"Anyways moving on" I placed my hands on the table. "I won't let you come to my wedding if you're both going to fight like cats and dogs" I started.

"What? You can't expect us to be nice" my dad jumped in replying angrily.

"Fine, don't bother coming to your ONLY daughter's wedding then" I stressed on each word crossing my arms in front of me.

"Alright we'll be good" my mother sighed heavily and my father nodded along.

"Good. Next rule I want you to keep a good distance away from RK's Dadima. If the old woman says anything or asks anything just don't answer or speak"

"Well that's going to be rude if we don't answer" my mother replied in disappointment.

"Actually you answer, don't let dad talk all he does is swear. The woman doesn't like swearing, she'll shoot you down if she hears anyone" I warned them.

"Now I don't want any of you drinking at the wedding, I don't care how good the wine or the drinks are, I don't want you drunk"

"Are we going to celebrate or going to some military session?" my dad groaned. "f**kin hell it'd be better just to spend the day in the park than this military shit of yours"

"It's my wedding! I want it go nicely and you two have to come!" I snapped.

"Why don't you just f**king zip it?" My mom smacked him on the shoulder. "She's getting married and wants it perfect. She's our only daughter as well"

"We could've had more kids had you not been such an uptight bitch" he grumbled.

"I didn't want kids in the first place" she replied sharply turning her head to me. "No offense honey"

"None taken" I replied, I myself didn't want Ansh nor did I want any kids but I do love my son now.

After I'd explained everything they can do and can't do I walked out leaving them to bicker all they want, I pulled out my phone typing out a quick text to RK to pick me up since he'd dropped me off here after we went shopping for my wedding dress.

5 minutes later he parked up by the side, I noticed Ansh sitting at the back seat eating crisps, I climbed into the passenger seat and settled comfortably.

"So how did it go?"

"How do you expect it to go with those mad asses?" I replied back shaking my head. "They agreed to most of the stuff though" I added. "What are you having?" I looked over my shoulder at Ansh.

"Salt and vinegar crips"

"Crisps" I corrected.

"Crips" he repeated.

"Oh whatever" I mumbled, there was no point in correcting him, he'd learn soon.

"What do you want to do this afternoon then?" RK asked as he drew in the direction of his mansion.

"Sleep" I replied.

"I wanna pway out in the big yard" Ansh responded from the back.

"How about a game of rounders then?"

"What's wounders?"

"Rounders" I corrected.

"Wounders"

"How hard it is to say r? Say R?"

"Say A" he copied except replacing the R with an A.

"R"

"A"

"Ruh you idiot"

"Wuh you idiot" he repeated.

"Oh just shut up"

"Oh just s..."
"Ansh" I narrowed my eyes looking over my shoulder, he scowled back at me and looked away staring out the window.

"Done fighting" RK questioned driving up the driveway and parked up.

"Whatever. It's him" I replied climbing out, RK opened the back door and helped Ansh out lifting him up in his arms.

"So rounders?" he looked at Ansh who frowned in confusion.

"I don't know how to pway" he replied sadly. "I wanna pway"

"I'll teach you and we'll all play together" RK informed him walking into the mansion with me tailing behind them.

Half hour later everyone was outside including his sister and her fiance Neil and Dadima playing referee and looking over the cook who was preparing a barbeque for everyone. It was my turn to bat this time, RK smiled at me and bowled, I hit it hard and started running.

"Hey dubby catch" Ansh yelled.

RK laughed running across the grass and caught the ball, I pouted throwing the bat down and crossed my arms while Ansh jumped up and down clapping.

"That's not fair!" I screamed at them as they both laughed giving each other a high five.

"Stop cwying. My turn" Ansh responded and rushed over picking the bat up.

"I'm going to make sure you lose" I scowled at RK. "Why did you catch the ball for?"

"It's a game" he replied rolling his eyes at me.

"So.. still.." I muttered. "I didn't want to lose"

"f**k sakes stop crying and play" he pointed.

"Mommy pway" Ansh yelled.

I huffed and continued with the game, I knew RK was letting Ansh win and so was Neil and Piya who had grown to like Ansh despite his naughtiness.

"Burgers and chips" Dadima called waving us over, she gestured to the large round table, Ansh threw his bat down and ran over. RK stepped alongside me slipping his arm around my waist and walked with me.

"Ansh has grown on everyone" he whispered softly.

"Which is surprising since he didn't exactly make such a good impression" I replied reminding him.

RK chuckled lowering his head and surprised me with a quick kiss to my cheek. "He's going to win everyone over. Despite his craziness"

"Which he got from you" I pointed out grinning at him playfully.

"Sure he did" he laughed and tugged me along with him, we both took a seat around the table, Ansh was on my left with RK on my right.

"Should I tell you something?" Ansh looked up at me and gestured me to come closer as I started plating up.

"What?" I lowered my head closer.

"I like dubby" he whispered into my ear, I smiled straightening back up and looked at RK who raised his brows, I shook my head and turned to Ansh who continued to eat.

RK finished plating up and looked at me. "What did he say?" he questioned softly.

I glanced at Ansh and turned my head to RK. "He likes his dubby" I chuckled.

"Really?" RK responded in surprise, I nodded.

"Wow" he whispered softly. "Does he like hugs?" he questioned.

"Nope. He'll kick you where it hurts" I shook my head.

"You hugged him" he reminded.

"Because I'm his mom" I replied frowning at him.

"Yes well... I'm his dad" he countered.

"Babe did you bring him up or did I? I know my son. He's going to kick you in the nuts"

"Whatever" he grumbled and bit into his burger, I shook my head smiling down at Ansh as he ate.

"What?" Piya yelled. "Dadima?" she looked at her Dadima frowning.

"Piya its not..."

"Yes it will spoil my day"

"Uh hello we're here" RK pointed out.

"Bhai how can you do this?" she scowled.

"It wasn't me. It's Dadima" he defended himself.

"I don't care whose idea it was. You're not getting married on the day I am" she stated sharply leaving us all shell shocked and confused.

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