Tamanna was staring at Ruslaan with a cute expression, hoping that He would remember something by looking at her face, but all He did was to chew the fried rice silently, making her grumpy.
"Kal kya hai?" She asked him with a wide smile.
"Kal? Umm kal toh Friday hai." He replied to her normally.
"Ugh...woh nahi, kuch special hoga na kal? I mean mujhe aisa lagta hai ki kal kuch toh khaas din hai." Tamanna said with a broad smile, and Ruslaan casually gulped down the water, and replied - "Mujhe toh kuch yaad nahi aa raha...agar tumhe yaad hai toh bata do mujhe."
"Aapko sach me yaad nahi kal kya hai?" She asked him with a crestfallen face, and He innocently shook his head.
"Oh Haan...ab yaad aaya, kal toh waqai bahut special day hai." Ruslaan screamed in excitement, and Tamanna's eyes glinted with gusto as She asked him - "Really? Batao kya hai?"
"Kal se hum humari dukan me Ice Cream bhi bech na shuru karege, toh stock aayega kal...tumhe koi bhi ab se ice cream khani ho toh sidha mujhe bata dena. Main bhijwa dunga." He said with an earnest smile, and His wife literally murdered the omelette in her plate by pressing the fork over it.
"Bhaad me jaye aap...aur aapki ice cream." Tamanna stood up in anger, and Ruslaan looked at her with an innocent face.
"Kya hua? Tumhe toh Ice Cream kitni pasand hai...mujhe laga tum khushi se uchal ne lagogi yeh baat sun kar...but tumne toh bada hi negative response diya." He said with a cute smile, and She banged her hand exasperatedly on the dining table, and spoke - "Haan pasand hai...lekin jo baat main sunna chahti thi woh aap bol hi nahi rahe."
"Kya sunna chahti ho batao? Shayari?" Ruslaan asked her with a light of amusement in his tone.
"Rakho apne paas apni shayari, qawwali...mawali." Tamanna gritted her teeth at her husband, and stormed out of the breakfast-area.
He roamed his sparkling eyes in every corner to confirm that Tamanna wasn't there, and when He was satisfied. He started to laugh hysterically, palming his mouth to control his loud noise. His darling wife is too innocent. He knew what she was trying to tell him indirectly, but He also pretended to be unaware about tomorrow's special event.
"Oh meri jaan kitni bholi ho tum, bilkul Allah ki bandi...bahut achi koshish ki tumne mere muh se yeh baat nikalwane ki ke kal tumhara birthday hai...but Ruslaan Malik bhi kisi se kam nahi hai. Actor chupa hua hai mere andar." Ruslaan thought with a lopsided smile, and bit his lower lip to restrain his enthusiasm to celebrate the first birthday of Tamanna as his wife.
• Tamanna was talking with Zoya, but more than talking She was quarrelling with her for no reason. She was taking out Ruslaan's anger on the poor girl.
"Appi main phone rakh rahi hoon, mujhe nahi khani aur daant aapse ab." Zoya said in frustration, and Tamanna replied to her in an over dramatic tone - "Haan, kisi ko main pasand nahi...kisi ko mera itni special day yaad nahi rehta, sab ke sab bewafa hai...sabko khud ki padhi hai sirf."
"Ya Allah kehna kya chahti hai aap?" She asked her annoyingly.
"Kal mera birthday hai...kal ke din itni masoom bachi paida hui thi, par mere shohar ko kuch yaad nahi. Kitni kharab kismat hai meri. Allah." Tamanna said with a crying face, and Zoya slapped her forehead in peeve. Her sister should certainly be named Drama-Queen.
"Toh isme kaunsi badi baat hai? Ibraheem ko bhi kuch yaad nahi rehta hai...toh kya main rone lag jau? Aap khud yaad dilwa do jiju ko...kaam ki wajah se bhul gaye hoge bechare." Zoya supported her brother-in-law, which angered her elder sister even more.
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