ANKAHE ALFAAZ (COMPLETED)

Chapter 68

"Oye baat sunn, tujhe pata hai sidharth kahan hai ?" she pulled rehaan aside, to know about his whereabouts "pata nahi, kaha zaroori kaam shayed aap ne liye kuch khareed ne gaye honge" rehaan, informed. 

"Hmm, theek hai" sadly, mumbles under her breath. 

"Tum dono kyun ladte ho jab ek dusre ke bina doh minute bhi raha nahi jaata hadh hai na jaane kab tum bade hoge" she passed him death glare. 

"Tu zayada bakwaas mat kar !" shutting his mouth, went back to look for him her eyes widened and heart fluttered as soon as she witnessed him shopping. 

He came back to purchase her favourite dress, when she didn't even demand like she used to by idiotically prioritising her ego where as her beloved hubby didn't even thought once before fulfilling her wish. 

How sweet and understanding of him, instead of her it was his right to throw tantrums and show aggression. It was her fault she should have been careful rather than stretching topic and arguing back. It proves her sidharth is loving mature and understanding while she is completely opposite to him. 

World's best husband, doting and caring with beautiful heart rather than not giving a damn poor guy is standing there in an extended queue to fulfil every other wish of his stupid wife.

At times, she doubts herself what did she ever do to deserve this great man ? He literally made sure to do anything for her happiness. He cared about her that's why gave worse reaction to her stupid action. He didn't fought due to possessiveness. It was his over protectiveness, she shouldn't have judged a person like him whose entire world revolves around her. 

He always made sure to protect her since childhood without any doubt she should feel blessed, doesn't realise when a drop of tear trickled down, until heard his pleasant voice "kya huwa babe ?" cupping her face, asked softly. 

"Sidharthhh" her voice cracked, his heart ached. 

"G sidharth ki jaan" kissing cheek, fondly replied due to which she burst into painful tears clenching his heart to death. 

"I am sorry, main bohut bure hoon bina baat ke ladaye karna aur pareshaan karne ke ilawa maine aaj tak kiya kya hai, I am such a bad person, hurt karte hoon, dusraun ki khaatir aap se ladte hoon" she cried, pulling him into tight hug due to which his lips curled into a genuine smile. 

"You didn't hurt me !" he assured, embracing shehnaaz into protective arms close to his heart "I did, I always do .. kitne immature hoon" corrects herself. 

"Why do u love me so much, mere khaatir itne bade queue mein khade huwe lekin aapko pata kaise chala, maine toh nahi bataya" asked, getting confused. 

"Pyaar karne ki wajah nahi hote hai, pyaar toh sirf pyaar hai, agar wajah hote toh woh pyaar nahi sirf pasandh hote" that's when poor heart skipped a beat. 

"Tujhe kya lagta hai mere nazrein tere ilawa kahin aur jasakte hain, I saw the way you were admiring it, I expected u to come forward and demand me like you always do lekin tune na karke mera dil tod diya, mera guroor tod diya ... kya ladaye karne ka matlab yeh hota hai ke tu haq jatana bhi bandh karde ?" 

"Tune ek pal mein apne shohar ko anjaan bana diya, I expected you to come rightfully, take out wallet from my pocket even if we are not in talking terms, why didn't you shehnaaz, haq jatana bhool gaye ?" lower down gaze feeling ashamed of herself "I am sorry, I thought you were angry !" lied to him. 

"Jhoot, bakwaas mat kar tera ego agaya tha beech mein haina ?" he angrily, groans in frustration "hmmm, main hurt thi na !" she uttered, holding hand. 

"Abey tu kaye ke liye hurt thi, ladaye tune kare, gussa mujhe hona chahiye .. tujhe kyun lage pade huwe thi ?" intertwining palms, headed towards their parking whilst texting and informing rehaan of their departure. 

"I am sorry, aapko pata haina mera deemag kharab hai chote chote bataun padna mood kharab karne ki adat hai, chalein ab smile kar dein, thank you mera favourite dress khareed ne ke liye, I love you shona puttu 🥰" kissing every inch of his handsome face "fuck babe, I love you too" she blushed. 

"Ab mujhse khafa toh nahi haina ?" she cutely, pouted.

"Nahi, kidhar jaana hai beach ya phir ghar ?" he asked, turning the steering wheel to make u-turn "beech par chalte haina" excitedly, replies by placing hands around his shoulder and peacefully resting head on his biceps. 

"Why do you look so tired ?" furrowing eyebrows, pecks her knuckles. 

"I am very much due to shopping aur aapke shoulders par sarr rakh karna bohut sukoon mil raha hai, I feel like sleeping" giggles by clasping his arm feeling delighted and complete their heart beats sync like musical tune so damn calm, romantic and surreal. 

It's a perfect location .. sun is setting down beach is looking magnificently romantic, everything is beyond perfection "waooo, kitna pyaara mausam haina freak I just love wet sand" jumping around like a babe, correction .. sidharth's babe 😘😍❤️ his lifeline. 

"This view is breath taking !" she praises, getting engulfed in his protective embrace while adoring group of kids playing around. 

They drank coconut water then played with group of children where naaz noticed, his limitless love for kids, sidharth behaves so differently in their company, she kept admiring her husband and deep down wishes to view   heart warming sight every other day. 

Is he going to support her decision or delay their family planning ?

Doesn't even know, if her sidharth ever wants a child ? 

They never spoke about it ... she will very soon ... hopefully his reaction wouldn't be extreme, she thought and prayed. 

"Bhaiya, aap hamare saath ghar banao na ?" pretty babe, requested. 

"Bilkul, mujhse zayada acha ghar bhabi bana sakte hain" pointing at his gorgeous wife since they were confused "kitne pretty hain !" all of them, joyfully complimented .. lowering down gaze ... she blushed. 

"Thank you, main help karun ?" excitedly, nodded by clapping their hand entire day is well spent after having dinner ... drove back home. 

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