Thanks RTdhoomie for the amazing book cover ❤️❤️
Just a translation:: puchka (poo-ch-kah) means gol gappe! ;)
I HAVE A QUESTION so, do read the second half of the A/N (:
Thanks @mishukhan for the chapter title
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~~~PREET's POV~~~
I stirred in my bed as it dipped behind me. Must be Hussain, I thought and smiled, half sleeping. Yawning, I turned around to wrap my arm around him but, found Nihal sleeping there in bhabhi's lap. I sighed internally and sat up.
"I didn't mean to wake you up. I am sorry," she whispered as Nihal had just fallen asleep, "he made my bed wet so I brought him here until it dries."
Little kids and their favourite habit, I guess.
"It's ok," I smiled at her and ran a hand through my hair. My eyes fell on the clock and it struck 1PM. "Why didn't you wake me up? It's so late and where is Hussain?"
"You were tired last night so, he asked to not wake you up," she told me with a smile.
"But where is he?"
Bhabhi's looked at me and frowned, "you don't know? His flight was at 9AM today."
What?!
"And he left without saying goodbye to me?" I gasped out loud and she chuckled. "Koi ni aa jayega. Kuch din uske bina- hamera sath bh reh le."
Yahi toh problem hai- uske bina. Ab at least ten days ke baad ayega.
With my shoulders and mood touching the ground, I dragged myself to the washroom. Bina mile kaise chala gaya?
Hmph!
Not fair.
~~~HUSSAIN's POV~~~
I reached the shoot location and threw myself on the closest chair. Checking the time on my wrist watch, I pulled out my phone. Ab tak toh uth hi gayi hogi. Ek toh subha mil bhi nahi Saka and all thanks to Adeel's urgent flight arrangements. He could have asked at least? It's not like I have a scene scheduled for today anyway.
I shrugged and dialled Preet's number but, no one answered. Ok, ab itni dayr tak kaun sota hai? I redialled the number and after four rings finally someone answered.
"Hey my puchka," I stretched the words and said in a baby voice. Well, at least I think that's how babies sound like?
When there was no reply, I sighed, "babu gusha hai?"
There. I heard a giggle. And almost died of embarrassment when the owner of the giggle spoke from the other end.
"Puchka? Seriously Hussain?"
"Kashish bhabhi?" I chocked and checked the number. I had dialled Preet's number- I am sure.
"Your puchka is in the washro- Lo aa gayi," she laughed and then I heard some shuffling on the other end of the line.
"Baat kar?" I heard bhabhi whispering.
"Oops galti Se phone cut Gaya," I heard Preet saying before she disconnected the call. On purpose.
Oh wow!
Kuch zyada hi naraz hai madam. Lamba phas gaya Hussain iss baar tu.
~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~
I paced up and down outside Zara's vanity van while she waited for her makeup artist to arrive- which happened to be Asmaara. It's been over two hours since I arrived here and Asmaara was still not here. I sighed and dialled her number but, it kept saying that it was switched off.
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Romance**COMPLETED** SEQUEL TO SAJDAH Shehryaar and Asmaara meet again after three years of no contact at all. A lot has changed yet, a lot is still the same. Hussain and Preet are experiencing a tough phase of their married life. There is lack of communi...
