It's a story of a girl named Bela Sharma who got married to Mahir Sehgal, a business tycoon due to situations whom she never met before but get get shocked to know that hates her not just her but every girl. She is a sweet and innocent girl whe...
Continuation from the last part...................
Mahir started driving back home, but seeing Bela lost he thought of something. He took Bela's right hand into his left hand. Bela snapped her eyes immediately but he didn't look at her. She waited for a response but he didn't said anything nor looked at her but as a response he gave a gentle squeeze to her hand.
He didn't left her hand the whole journey. Finally they reached home, Mahir takes their belongings from the car and walked towards Bela's side he opened the door and offered his hand.
Mahir: Come.
Bela placed her hand in his and both walked inside the house, but to Bela's surprise whole house was empty. Not even a servent was there. She looks at Mahir for an answer, Mahir replies....
Mahir: Sab nani ke ghar gaye hain... day after tomorrow they'll be back.
Bela: Par aise aachanak....??????
Mahir: Wo mom har saal Nani ke birthday par unke ghar jaakar Pooja rakhwati hain, sab wahan jaate hain....... sothis year too.
Bela nods...
Mahir: Come on, let's go and get fresh'n up...
Bela: Ji.
Bela looks the main door and both went to their bedroom. Bela started removing her earnings standing in front of the mirror while Mahir was just looking at her..... Bela turned but Mahir was still looking at her. But this it wasn't like before, it was completely different. He was looking at her so seriously. She wondered why is he looking at her in such a way.
He slowly came towards her and stands just in front of her while she was already rooted at her place. He raised his and kept it on the button of his shirt which she was wearing making Bela's eyes wide in shock. He unbuttoned the first button and Bela immediately spoke up....
Bela: Mahirji....... what are you doing???
Ignoring her, he unbuttoned the second one and slide it down from her left shoulder.. Bela spoke in an horrified expression.....
Bela: kya... kya kar rahe hain aap????
Mahir: Ye kaise lagi..?????? (He asked ignoring her questions)
Bela: kahan la.........(her eyes fell on the wound which was on her left arm) ye wo...
Mahir: wo kya Bela..????? Kaise lagi ye aur kab???
Bela: After Pooja when we were walking and then I started walking fastly...(after Mahir teased Bela) In the way from the thorny bushes Igot hurt a little. (She informed lowering her eyes)
Mahir: ( a bit angrily) little.... is it little for you....????And that day you literally started crying on a small cut in my hand.. Why didn't you told me earlier..????????
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