12

They were walking down the stairs. His hand was securely around her delicate waist. He was expecting her to put on some fat as he had read on some stupid social media that girls put on some fat after their wedding.

He could feel her size. It was the same under his touch. Or he was thinking which he shouldn't think. He could see his family sitting in the living hall. His eyes were on his mother. Who was looking at them with gleaming and happy eyes. She could not conceal her exhilaration seeing them.

" Good morning, mom. " He said with a full smile and hugged her. He was fearing his mother would shed tears at any time.

" Good morning. I thought. You'll be late. " His mother said gleefully.

" Mom, Amiya. " He said.

" Hello, " She anxiously replied, flashing her adorable smile.

His eyes fell on his brother who was heating his eyes staring at his wife. He left the two women to deal with their new relationship on their own.