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She so wanted to ask him to take her in his arms but could not do so. Her shyness was stopping her. But as we all know our sidnaaz never needed words to understand each other.
He opened his arm and she immediately moved towards him. She kept her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his chest. Just like baby monkey hugs her mother.
A smile played on his face seeing this highly professional business women snuggling in her husband's chest. And moreover this professional and aggressive business men who is famous in industry for his anger is slowly becoming a love sick puppy. For whom his wife's happiness matters, for whom his princess smile matters and for whom the world rotates around these 3 women.
He too wrapped his hands around her shoulder and started rubbing it slowly. Soon sleep took over both of them. And for the first time ever they slept peacefully.
Next morning
Sana woke up first and found herself caged in his protective arms. Her face was dugged in his muscular chest and his protective arms were wrapped around her shoulder. An instant smile took a place on her face remembering how he asked her to sleep on his arm last night. How she didn't need words to explain what she wants. How he understood her without even hearing her out. Her eyes were twinkling. She roamed her eyes on his muscular body.
Sana (to herself) :- hai ni... kinni wadi chhati aa... aa ho taan hight we taan kinni jada ya... (while touching his biceps) dolle we kinne wade wade ne...
She lifted her head a little up and placed her chin on his chest. Continously glaring at her husband with a small smile playing on her face.
Sana:- wese ik gal taan hai... Handsome taan bohot ne Mr. Shukla... ek min ek min ek min... ye me kya bake ja rahi hun... ho kya gya hai mujhe... or time kya hogya?
She looked at the wall clock hanging in front.
Sana:- hae oe mere rubba... 10 baj gae.... hogya syapa... sana ye kya ker diya tune...
She started to wriggle in his arms. Unable to move she looked at him.
Sana:- sidhaaarth... sidhaaarth... please utho...
(Hitting on his bicep)... arre uthiye na...
Sid:- hmmmm.... so jao please...
Sana:- nai sidharth... please utho... please... mujhe late ho raha hai... ap please...
Sid didn't respond her. Before she could complete her line she felt his grip getting tighter in sleep.
Sid:- so jao na... abhi bohot time hai... kitni achi neend aa rahi hai...
Sana:- hmmmm... "bohot time hai"(mimicking in sid's tone)... apke pass he hai mere pass nai... chl sana ab khud he kasrat kerni pdni hai...
She tried lifting his hand up.
Sana:- aaahhhh... hhhaaaa
she lifted his hand up and sighed in relief.
Sana:- uffff... finally... kitne hatte katte se hain ap...
Sana:- chl sana chheti ker... pehle he din sasural me late hai tu... chl ab jaldi se ready or niche pohonch...
She quickly entered in walking closet and picked out a beautiful pink floral anarkali for herself and ran towards the washroom.
After good 15mins the washroom door clicked open. Sid was sitting on bed resting his back against the bedrest and completely into his cellphone.
Sana stepped out and her payal made a chan-chan sound that caught sid's attention. He lifted his head up and looked at her. An instant smile created a curve on his face.
Water droplets were dripping down from wet hair. Her white milky face was shining with the glow of this newly formed relation. Her natural pink lips were swaying in a smooth movement. Her eyes were showering out her innocence. Her pink anarkali was perfectly fitting the curves of her body.
Sana:- Sidhaaaarth kya hai? Koi jwab kyun nai de rahe ap?
Sid:- haan... kuch kaha kya?
Sid's thought process broke by Sana's voice.
Sana:- hae rubba... ittni der se apki pehlwani ke gun (गुण) gaa rahi hun me... or ap puch rahe ho mene kya kaha?
Sid:- kya?
Sana:- kya... kya... apke chakker me late ho gai pehle he din me...
Sid turned completely towards her.
Sid:- mere chakker... wo kese?
Sana was drying her hair with towel, she threw it on bed. And spoke up while inacting each word.
Sana:- or nai to kya? Itni pehlwano wali tagdi 💪 bajuen hain... upperse itna KASSSSS ke mujhe pkda hua tha... pta hai kitni mushkil se mujh bechari ne itni BHARI PAHAD JESI BAJUEN ko mere uper se htaya... uffffff.... 😓... ap to apne sare ghode gadhe sub bech ke so rahe the... kya jarurat thi itna kas ke pakadne ki? Me konsa bhaggi ja rahi thi? Itna late kerra diya mujhe apne... Mr. Pehlwan Shukla... hnnn 😏
Sid:- hahahaha....
Sid chuckled on her cute antics. Stepping down from bed he started walking towards Sana.
Sid:- kas ke to wo kher neend me tha to pkda gya hoga... per rahi baat late kerwane ki to wo mene to bilkul nai kerwaya...
Sana:- hae rubba... kitna jhut bolte ho ap sidharth...
Sid:- jhut kese baby? Tum he to mujhe admire kerne ke chakker me late hui ho...
Sana:- hain?
Sid:- or nai to kya? Subhe subhe mujhe ghurne or mere features ki itni tarif kerne me time nai lgati to ap late nahi hoti ... Mrs. Shukla...
Sana blushed and look down. Sid smirked seeing her reaction and left for washroom.
Sana:- ek min ek min...
She turned and knocked on the washroom door.
Sana:- iska mtlub ap jaag rahe the us time? Fir bhi nai uthe... ir mujh bechari se kasrat kerwai nai apne?
Sid:- ummmm.... baby mere sapne me bhi tum wahi sub bol rahi thi...
She was about to knock again but stopped.
Sana:- hae... mtlb me... unke sapne me...
Face palming her self she turned towards the dressing table and looked at herself.
Sana:- hae sana... ye kya ho raha hai tujhe? Itna laal chehra... hae!! hae!! Bs ker please or raita mt fela ab...
Combing her hair she applied sindur while blushing.
She turned and started to set there bed. After that she was waiting for sid to come out as she was a little shy to go out all alone. She started to take round around his room.
Going through his trophy shelf she was on loss of words. The no. of trophies on table had actually left her speechless. One of them caught her attention. It was a trophy sidharth had won for KKK (khatron ke khiladi).
Sana:- oe hoe... kya baat hai.... to inhone TV industry ko bhi nahi choda.... bohot badiya...
Then her eyes fell on his photo wall and a frown appeared on her face.....
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