Mishti woke up when her Alarm rang. Arohi was still sleeping. She shook her head to wake her up and then she walked towards her room. She slightly opened the door and when she stepped in, her eyes were mesmerized to see the view. The room was decorated beautifully with red and white balloons all over the room. Rose petals on the table and candles lighting. She walked in and found a small cake placed on the table with Sorry written on it. A wide smile put on her face. She knew who did it?? But her eyes were searching for him. She walked to every corner of the room and those places where he could hide. But everytime she failed.
Mishti (excitedly)- Abir, please bahar aao! I want to see you.
Just then, she heard the sound of opening a lock and Abir walked in the room from the balcony. He was in his night clothes and Mishti was still in her yellow night gown. She chuckled to see him . His eyes were little swollen as if he didn't sleep throughout thr night. She could see his hardwork and she was appreciating it all.
Abir (smilingly)- Mishti, I'm sorry. Please mujhe maaf kar doh! Maine tumhe emotionally aur physically dono tarah se hurt kiya. I'm really sorry.
Mishti (smilingly)- It's okay, Abir.
Abir (surprisingly)- Tumne inti jaldi maaf kar diya mujhe?? Tum mujhse naraz nahi ho??
Mishti (softly)- Nahi. Kyuki mujhe pata hai ki tumne kuchh bhi intentionally nahi kiya. I know how much you care for me.
Abir (sadly)- Mishti tumhari bohot care karta hoon but I just realised during these days that I'm very possesive for you as well.
Mishti (teasingly)- I like it. But not more than a limit. Tum mere liye possesive ho jao, but mujhpe trust bhi karo.
Abir (apologized)- Mishti, tumhari ring nahi dikhi toh mai pagal sa ho gaya tha. I thought...
Mishti (cutting his voice)- ki maine woh ring utar di because of our misunderstanding. Par aisa nahi ho sakta, Abir.
Abir (guilty)- Par mujhe aisa laga Mishti.
Mishti (cupping his face)- Abir, jab tumhe pata chala ki maine ring nahi pehni tab tumne apni ring kyu nahi utari. Tum bhi utar ke phek dete nah!
Abir (shocked)- Kya?? Mishti, mai nahi phek paaya. Mujhse hua hi nhi!
Mishti (smilingly)- Exactly! Kyuki humara relationship aisi chhoti si misunderstanding se toot nahi sakta. Chahe kuchh bhi ho jaye, I'm still your wife.
Abir's eyes became watery as he was amused to see Mishti's strength. He ill treated her but she's now here to give him strength. How she was so forgiving? How she was so loving? Just then, Mishti kissed his forehead and Abir's heart started thudding fast. Their closeness was getting him out of his senses. He just grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. She also embraced him. It was like they both wanted to stop the time to make this hug special and endless. Then Mishti pulled away to look into his eyes which were filled with tears. Tears of guilt and happiness. Abir cutely kissed on her forehead and she closed her eyes as she was blushing hard.
Mishti (Happily)- Toh ab saari misunderstanding dur ho chuki hai, so let's cut the cake.
Abir (gladly)- Haan. Cut karo Mishti.
Mishti cut the cake and feed him , then he feed Mishti. Mishti could clearly see drop of tears at the corner of his eyes. Mishti was filled with happiness as everything was clear between them. She was successful and she was celebrating her win with the man she loves. Just then, Abir looked at Mishti's hand when she was feeding him.
Abir (shocked)- Mishti, where is your ring?? Kal note tumne hi likha tha toh ring bhi toh tumne hi li hogi nah!
Mishti (excitedly)- Haan. Mere paas hai.
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FanfictionCuz I'm a fan, so this is a ff of our beloved mishbir. This is the tale of two people who belongs to very different world. Abir is a famous actor who belongs to world of glamour and on the other hand is Mishti, a 22 year old girl belongs to a middle...