My Broken Baby Hubby - Sidnaaz

Chapter ~ |42|*

Recently, I've been irregular with my updates and I know many of you are disappointed. I've gotten update messages and even to update more, daily and frequently. I'm sorry about this, I didn't want to disappoint anyone from the wattpad family 🙃. But the problem is this book won't give me a living, none of this whole thing will give me a living. I've to work for it, and make my own living. I've some commitments to secure my future, I would be glad if you all will be patient and support me. This story will be completed, I assure you, but I can't ignore my career for this.

Being late in updates would not ruin anything but being late in my studies will surely ruin a lot. And I guess many of you can relate. Try to understand.🤗

Just like I update even when only 1/4rth of the readers vote and 1/8th of them barely comment. I stay patient, please return the favour. It works with mutual cooperation. A month or two later, we'll again try to pick up the same pace. I can't update daily like earlier, cause now I've studies too.

No hard feelings! Thank you. 💙

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Shehnaaz and Sidharth.

Decked in a shimmering maroon joda, and a golden glow on her face, hands clad in tinkling chudas, Shehnaaz sat in front of the mirror, dolled up as Sidharth's bride. Looking at herself all she could think was, about Sidharth's dreams about their marriage, his plans, his words.

She remembered too well, how he always had imagined her in a red joda, ready to combine her name with his. His eyes would shine when he would tell her about how she would look being his bride, he would often describe that he will personally make her ready for their marriage.

But, that accident took away those memories, those plans from him. Yes, he was happy about the marriage, but he doesn't remembers what all he had wanted to do. His naughtiness would have been on the peak, with intimate rituals. A lone tear escaped her eyes. He might not remember it, but she will make every plan of his true.

"Shehnaaz, tum taiyaar nhi hui beta?" Preeto asked, looking at the ornaments kept there, and Shehnaaz sitting in her joda and bare of any jewellery.

"Maa." She spoke no further, and Preeto understood her and nodded, before ushering out all her cousins. "Jldi beta, main rishtedaron ko sambhalti hun."

Shehnaaz lifted up her joda, and walked towards the door hurriedly. Her heart blooming with happiness at the mere thought of being bounded to Sidharth in the sacred bond. Entering inside Sidharth's room, she saw Laksh bhai and him playing video games.

"Shehnaaz, there you are!" Laksh acknowledged her presence, already knowing that she will come, "Aaj mere tere Sidharth ko taiyaar karne ki koshish nhi ki. Kya fayda hai? Janab ko sirf nazzu chahiye, kyu Sid?" Shehnaaz looked down, blushing.

Sidharth was unable to answer as he looked at Shehnaaz unblinkingly, with his mouth open. Laksh looked at the couple, and left the room instantly, smiling at their love.

"Aise kyu dekh raha bebu?" Shehnaaz walked forward, "Mai achi nhi dikhri?" Sidharth immediately shook his many times, telling no.

"Meri Nazuu bahut pyaari lag rahi hai. Hoor se bhi zyada. Ab mai nazzu ko kya bulaun?" He pouted, his hands unconsciously reached forward and caressed the soft curled strand falling out of her fancy bun.

Shehnaaz looked at him, and caressed his face, "Bass teri naaz bula bebu."

"Phir meri nazzuu itni," He stretched his hands and widened his hands, "Sundar Sundar lag rahi hai." He looked at her intensely before poking her lashes, "Nazuu tumhari palke badi badi ho gayin!" He exclaimed not knowing it was her fake lashes. Shehnaaz giggled.