Today Abhimaan was leaving for London and I am helping him in packing.
I feel like we are boyfriend and girlfriend. Most of the time we are away from each other. We are not there for each other when we need each other. Long distance married relationship!
"Where are you lost?" Abhimaan tapped my shoulder.
"Nowhere."
"Are you sure? I called you thrice."
"Hann" I continued packing toiletries for him.
"Krushi, no need to pack these. I will be staying at Chachu's."
"Okay."
"Can you please make gajar ka halwa for me?"
"What is there to ask? I will surely make it right now." I pulled his cheeks softly placing at kiss near his lips.
I turned to go to kitchen but was stopped by him.
"You want anything else?"
"Not here."
"Then?"
"Let's go."
"Where?"
"To make gajar ka halwa."
"Won't you get late?"
"Nah. My flight is at 2pm and it's 9:30 only."
"Ok let's go but won't you change?"
"Nope."
"After you Monsieur."
"Always together, remember the vows?" He carried me in bridal style to the garage.
"Abhimaan, everyone is going to see us like this. Put me down."
"Let them."
"Okay now tell me which one should we take?"
"What?"
"Car or bike. You choose." I moved my eyes inside the garage. There were so many cars.
"Did ever Income Tax department raid you? There is so many!!!"
I walked inside.
Wait! This bike looks familiar.
"I have seen this bike somewhere. I can't remember."
"You can't recognise your bike?"
"It's my bike!!" He nods.
"My bike as in my bike?!"
"Yes"
"Seriously? Am not dreaming right?!"
He pinched my cheeks.
"No you aren't."
I jumped at him hugging. He balanced us.
"Thank you!"
"Only thank you?"
I pulled him for a kiss. I kissed him with all my heart out.
"Wao. This was indeed something."
"Let's go for a ride!"
"Yes"
"Gimme the keys. I will start."
"Wearing a saree?"
"Give me 10 minutes. I will change and come."
"Let me ride and you sit behind me for today." He said before I could step out of the garage.
WHAAAAATTTTT!
My bike and you will ride?
No!
I am very materialistic.
"Oh no no no no no. I won't allow you."
"Just for today. Before going to London I wanted to go on a short romantic ride." He smiled expecting I will give.
Ahh! His smile! Worth drooling.
Annnnnn! Emotional blackmail.
"Ok fine. But ride properly. No scratch should come on it." I warned him
"Let's go."
He pulled me towards my bike and kick started it.
Don't kick it so hard. It will cry.
Ah my heart!
"Come sit."
"I never sat sideways."
"Just hold me tight. Nothing will happen."
That's what I am afraid.
Nonetheless I sat behind him tightly holding his shoulders.
"Hold my waist."
"You are ticklish and if I hold you and you imbalance then?"
"Ohoo! Nothing will happen." He pulled my arms and wrapped them around him.
"It's more safe now."
"Have you ever rode a bike before?"
It's better to confirm before starting.
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General Fiction"I won't marry a 29 years old hag like you." Krushi shouted at him. "Are you sure future wifey?" Abhimaan asked her bemused. "See this"
