He kept running behind shehnaaz who royally ignored him "mat kar maine us ko thanda hone ke liye rakha hai" yelling at him, to keep his hands away since she quickly prepared custard for his mom, her most favourite dessert.
"I am sorry babe, daant kyun rahe hai, mazak kar raha tha subah sai khundak dairahe hai tera problem kya hai ?" getting irritated, asked hugging shehnaaz from behind and placing sweet kisses on her neck.
"Kya huwa sweetheart, naraz hai, mazak kar raha tha babe, sache maa tujhe pata haina sab kuch seriously le laite hai" she twisted lips.
"Tu kyun faltu bakwaas karta hai ?" he apologised by trailing down butterfly kisses she blushed and pushed him away "kuch toh sharam karle" passing a bowl of butter chicken "dafah ho sidharth, maine chittar maarne hain" freak shehnaaz becomes too strict and dominating.
"Jaraha hoon na, aankhein mat dekha aur pyaar se bola kar samajhe na mai tujhse ache se baat kar raha hoon na toh phir tu kyun faltu ka attitude jhaad rahe hai sala boyfriend hone ke baad izzat nahi milte" she chuckled.
"Mera nona bacha ... pyaara babe !" she kissed his lips, he pushed her away.
"Tu bhi deemag sadata haina ?" she yelled, he rolled eyes.
"Bakwaas mat kar, tere tarhan nahin hoon main saala jitna bhi karo na kum pad jata hai ladke kabhi khush ho nahi sakte" he complaint.
"Kya huwa, phirse ladne baith gaye ?" both mummy's asked, scaring him as well as shehnaaz "bass aise fazool baatein kar rahe hain, aap chalo na main khanna garam kar rahe hoon aur sidharth table pe rakh raha hai" they have seen them fighting like tom and jerries, within seconds laughing like idiotic friends which is most craziest part of their unique bond.
"Waahhh, kya zabardast khanna bana hai, mazah agaya !" appreciated the sweetest ashok ji, shehnaaz beamed in happiness, was too anxious been a pretty long time since she prepared something for them.
"Bohut ache shehnaaz !" her own father praised, she joyfully grinned.
"Tune is ghaade ko kuch sikhaya ya phir khud kaam karte rehte hai ?" she giggled "papa, sidharth ko anda boil karne ke ilawa kuch nahin ata, office chodein choti wale din bhi mushkil se kuch banata hai" he is offended.
"Tu kaunsa harooz banate hai" she rolled eyes.
"Jhoota, hayeee rabba, kitna sadta hai mere se sidharth" he twisted lips.
"Tu sabse best haina, sadne ke ilawa mere paas, kaam kahan" she agreed.
Both continued their argument, after having tea and talking for sometime, everybody went to their respective rooms including sidnaaz. He knew she must be tired hence postponed his idea of making love. He filled warm oil which sidharth heated inside oven from pain in small bowl.
"Kahan gaya tha ?" she asks looking at him, locking door, went to his love carrying bowl of oil "I am not having periods, itne khaatir daare kyun ?" It usually happens during her monthly cycle ... not that she is complaining.
"Dil chah raha kyun nahi karsakta ?" he questioned back, applying oil on delicate feet must be too exhausted.
"Fuck bebu, your hands feel so good !" she moaned, enjoying his touch.
"Feeling better ?" he lovingly, asked for assurance.
"Tu itna acha kyun hai, meri body kaafi pain kar rahe thi, I took medicine hayeee tune mujhe dekh liya tha na" he nodded, applying little pressure.
"Let's make our session hot and romantic !" she excitedly, suggested.
"Don't .. you know I won't be able to control myself" he warned.
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RomanceThere are several love stories where couples misunderstand and stop talking to each other eventually creating wall between their hearts completely detaching themselves cause that becomes easier at times giving assurance in a relationship is very imp...
