| 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 & 𝗥𝗨𝗛𝗜 |
"I__i am pregnant!" She covered her face with her palms and getting emotional cried out though silently. Yuvaan face snapped up, his brown orbs darkening as out of sudden his palm changed into a tightly fist-ball. Hearin...
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Translations are added in the brackets of the next paragraph of each dialogue.
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#RuhAan reached the apartment. Then parking the car on the proper place he got out of it. Then opening the door for ruhi he forwarded his palm to her. Ruhi wasn't ready to come as they way had brought her here she didn't like that. She crossed her arms on her chest and shook her head gesturing that she would not come. He sighed then leaned on the door of car waiting for her to come out by herself.
"Ruhi? Please bahar aao!" He requested in a polite tone but she again ignored him.
(Please come out)
"Mujhe wapas mere ghar chod kar aao. Main tumhare ghar mein pao tak nahi rakhne wali, acha hoga agar tum mujhe wapas waha chod kar aao. Nahi toh main khud chali jaungi." She removed the seat belt and jumped out from the car though carefully.
(Take me at my place. I won't step at your home. It would be better if you leave me at my place or I'm going myself)
Yuvaan immediately closed the door and grabbed her arm pulling her again near himself.
"Kahi nahi jaa rahi ho tum! Chup chap mere saath chalo nahi toh utha kar le jaunga." Ruhi's eyes turned wider as she glared at him with her sharp eyes. He smirked at this and then stretched his hand gesturing her to walk inside.
(You're not going anywhere. You're going with me silently or I will take you myself)
"Ruhi, carefully. Dheere dheere chalo, tumhe kisi race mein participate nahi karna jo inta fast chal rahi ho! Please be careful, gir jaogi!" Yuvaan followed her from the stairs as the lift was on the top floor and it will only made her exhaust by standing and waiting for lift there.
(Ruhi, be careful or you'll fall. You're not going to participate in any race, so no need to walk fast)
Ruhi without hearing him was continuously climbing the stairs.
"Tumhe meri chinta karne ki jarurat nahi hain." She exclaimed looking back at him and then her hand from the grill and leg from the stair slipped as she didn't pay attention while looking at him. Yuvaan who was standing on her back caught her and then they both played with infinite glares at each other.
(You don't worry about me)
Yuvaan bent down, slipping his one arms beneath her legs and the other around her waist he picked her up in his arms again. Ruhi yelled at him in a low whisper which he totally ignored. She kept struggling but he didn't stop and finally reached into his flat. Opening the door he went inside and one reaching in the hall he placed her on the couch. It was a beautiful 3bhk flat, where yuvaan live alone as his family live in Delhi.
He came with a glass of water and passed it to her. Ruhi took it and drank all in one go as she was hell exhausted. Already the body changes were troubling her and she was feeling suffocated living in one place. After coming in his home, she felt a little relaxed. The surrounding was soothing her and she was feeling fresh. The sweet fragrance of the room mixing with her breathe as she inhaled it and relaxed herself.
