You and a team of several male IES (Indian Engineering Service) officers rush to the NH-13 responding for a bomb dispatchment squad. You were the shortest and only female amongst the group, appearing at odds amidst the tall men present all around you. As you immediately get to work, diffusing the bomb, you became surprised when you noticed your NSG Commando husband there too in full gear.

Your eyes met briefly, but you quickly got to work.

After 15 minutes, finally you and your fellow IES officers diffused the bomb.

You congratulated each other as you get ready to leave.

Raghav observed you.

With your plump curves and adorable face, you were an absolute picture of cuteness with your glasses on your small face, and your messy ponytail with hait sticking out.

God, he was thinking. What was this woman? A gift sent from heaven?

You were a prim proper little thing. Aye that you, his wife through an arranged marriage were. He had initially dreaded the match, but look at the both of you, now. As proper you were, you acted a bit childish in front of him.

You were not at all slim though you were not over weight either. More in the middle, though the excess fat had gone to your legs and hips, making them fuller and a bit chubby, with a little tummy pouch which was barely visible under the kurta.

Raghav thought as he glances at your simple and sober, kurta, leggings and dupatta clad figure.