Mol se jude rishte ki ek Kahani ~ Molkki

" A plan to tease Dashgreev "

Purvi was sitting alone in the terrace. A cool air was blowing which was making her feel a bit cold. She was silently watching the stars. She rubbed her arms with her hands to feel the warmth when someone covered her with a shawl from behind. It was Virendra. He covered her slowly in a shawl and sat beside her. She was continously gazing at him.

The most handsome, charming person on this earth for her, her husband, her Mukhiji...was sitting beside her. She was looking at him. His side burns, his deep brown eyes, his soft pink lips, that mole on his chin and a slight dimple smile...she was mesmerized by his beauty.

Purvi's hair were blowing beautifully. Virendra was looking with same thought towards Purvi. Her bubbly cheeks, he small nose decorated by a beautiful golden nose pin, those deep brown eyes, her pink lips, those perfectly shaped brows ,her long hair reaching her waist and the long golden round mangalsutra hanging beautifully from her neck.

Virendra raised her hand and slipped the hair strand that was blocking his way. Purvi suddenly became conscious and she said..

Mukhiji...aap....aap yaha...

Tanne ke laga...kon hai....

Wo hamein laga hamara bhram hai...aap itni raat ko yaha kya kar rhe hai...

Tu bata...tu itni raat ko yaha ke kar rahi....

Purvi lowered her neck and looked back at Virendra.
Hum...wo...hamein...neend nahi aa rahi thi..isliye.. hum yaha aa gaye...

Bawri...tu soch rahi hogi naa..ki maine aaj Sakshi ko sach kyun naa bataya...

Nahi Mukhiji...hamein iss baat par aapse koi shikayat nahi hai...hum jaate hai..ki aapne jo kiya hoga...kuch sochkar kiya hoga...

Pata nahi kyun...Bawri...main aaj bata sakta tha use...Mere te naa dekha gaya uss Dashgreev ka tujhe le jaana...

Mukhiji...ek baat kahe aapse...

Jo dil mein hai..wo bol...

Purvi's voice became heavy and her eyes filled with tears.

Pata nahi kyun....hamein...Aapko khone se darr lag rhaa hai...hum aapko khona nahi chahte hai Mukhiji....hamein bahut darr lag rhaa hai ki jab ye sach saamne aayega...kya hoga..kaise hoga....kaise sambhalenge hum ise...

Samjh toh mujhe bhi naa aa rhaa Bawri...par main tere se ek wada karta hun...Main tanne chodkar kahin naa jaunga...kaise bhi haalat ho...kuch bhi ho...tu mera vartaman hai..aur mera bhavishya bhi...Purvi aur Virendra ek hue hai agar...toh ek hi rahenge..hamesha...

He wiped off the tear falling from Purvi's eyes.

Ibbe chal..bahut raat ho gayi se...chal tujhe tere kamre tak chod aaun...

Kamre tak kyun...hum konsa jungle mein rehte hai jo hum akele nhi jaa sakte...

Jungle mein naa..par yaha ek jungali insaan aaya hai naa...Usse tanne bachane ke liye..

Mukhiji...iss Babbar Sher ki sherni hai hum..hamein Khud ki raksha karna bhi aata hai..aur jungalee janwar ka shikaar karna bhi...

Aacha...badi sherni hai tu...

And they both smiled and looked at each other. Their happy moment was witnessed by Prakashi and Anjali and they both smiled seeing this.