Chapter 18 - Meeting my friends (1/2)

”Just a little warning, my friends are weird, no offense but they are currently mad at me.” I warned Innaya as we walked downstairs where all of my friends were waiting. We did not realize that we had taken almost an hour to get down. I just hoped they weren't mad.

”Mad at you? Why?” Innaya tilted her head and looked at me with that cute adorable face.

”Because I didn't inform them about our wedding. I know they won't disrespect you or anything but it doesn't hurt to be little careful.” I smiled.

”Hmm,” Innaya hummed but I could see that her forehead had apprehended in worry line.

”Don't worry. I am there,” I assured her as we descended the last flight of steps.

My whole attention was in making her comfortable that I did not see when out of blue, the fist was aimed at me and I staggered back with its impact when it collided with my jaw.

”What the-” the pained whisper left my lips as my hand went to the now stinging place. I steadied myself with the help of railings before I could fall.

Innaya's left hand grabbed the hand that had shot towards me, trapping that hand on her shoulder she twisted her body outside while bringing her right hand on the elbow of trapped hand simultaneously kicking the knee from the back of that person making him fall on the floor, wincing in pain.

Innaya instantly turned towards me while taking my face in her hold, checking me for any injuries.

”Oh God, you are bleeding.”

She did not realize pressing her thumb at the corner of my lips to stop the blood, had brought her very close to me. So close that I could feel her breath on my chin, as she had to stand on her toes given credit to her height of 5'2”. Her chocolate brown eyes full of worry and concern, focussed on the little wound, had stirred something deep within my heart. Not to mention her long black hair that she had left untied waving freely in between us, carrying the sweet fruity smell of strawberry shampoo she had used earlier.

The slightly damped tendrils stuck to sides of the face and my hands itched to move them away. As if in a trance, my hand rose up to her face, moving away, those locks that were blocking beautiful view.

A throat clearing and the groan of pain brought me back to present, and I turned my attention to the source of both. I mentally face-palmed myself for forgetting that we weren't alone, we had a company.

There stood my four friends, having that idiotic grin and smirk on their faces. Seemed like, Innaya too realized that we had an audience, as she straightened her back and stood beside me taking away her hand from my face. I watched in a fascination, as for how her face turned red in embarrassment, after being caught in the intimate moment.

Wrapping my hand around her shoulder, I pulled her closer to me. My first instinct was to tell them off but then against my better judgment, I stayed holding her.

Sameer was helping the kneeling person who had punched me in the first place. I could see Innaya narrowing her eyes at him while her face was set in distaste.

'Sahil Anand! God! Can this day get any worse?'

”Excuse me? Why would you attack him? Eshan, call the security.” My adorable wife ordered while glaring at the reason for her anger.

I felt the happiness bubbling in my chest as I noticed how concerned she was for me. She fought for me, single-handedly taking down my friend she had thought was threat to me. I did not know she could fight.' One more side of my wife that I will have to know better.'

The loud laughter of my friends filled the living room. Innaya's head snapped towards their direction fleetingly before she looked at me questioningly.

”She is something man,” Sahil stated while rubbing his elbow where she had applied the force.

”Serves you right.” I grinned at him. Well, he deserved it, for punching me.

”Can you please stop all this? I want to meet my sister-in-law officially,” Barun intervened as he walked towards us before he stopped in front of Innaya.

”Hello sister-in-law, I am Barun Khandelwal, your secretive husband's friend.” He freaking scowled at me before ignoring me and smiling at her.

”Hello,” Innaya greeted him while she unconsciously stepped closer to me.

Barun then introduced her with Sameer, Arjun, and Ayush and she greeted all of them back with the smile. When Sahil stepped forward for talking with her, her frown was back on her face.

Sahil apologised to her for his behaviour firstly and later told her that I deserved that punch and it was common in-between us. Innaya just nodded her head without saying anything. I could feel that she was still angry with Sahil.

We all sat down in the living room as all of the guys apart from Ayush, gave me 'your-time-is-over-now-spill' look.

”Care to explain,” Sahil shot me an angry glare as he sat directly in front of us.

”non mi permettero di essere in pace (won't let me be in peace),” I muttered to myself as Innaya stared at Sahil and me.

”abbastanza da scappare (enough of running away),” Arjun replied to me and that grabbed Innaya's attention.

”Come se me lo permettessi (as if you will let me),” I mocked, even though when I knew they wouldn't.

”Uh... can you please continue in the understandable language?” Innaya interrupted our heating argument feeling left out. I did not realize that the complete foreign conversation was unsettling for her when some random guy had hit her husband and his friends were glaring at him.

”Oh my! Sister-in-law, aren't you aware of the languages dear to your husband?” Arjun amusedly smirked at her. That monkey, he had the nerve to smirk at my expense.