Entwined (Slow Updates)

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"Baisa Raj stop. At this rate I'll be bald in two hours," Randeep huffed taking good hold on his wife's small palms.

Since last half hour his wife had been massaging his head with oil as she claimed that his hairs seems so dry and now he can feel oil dripping off his forehead. Tho the massage felt so nice but there's an end to things, which she probably didn't acknowledged.

Maanvi pouted ruffling shiny brown hairs and grabbing the bowl of oil and got up from bed.

"Suniye Baisa Raj, Aaj kahin bahar chalein. Ghumenge naachenge gaayenge phirenge aur kya aish karenge," He sang the line of bollywood song and winked at his wife.

Maanvi couldn't help but chuckle at his words and nodded, "You take bath first meanwhile I'll boil the milk."

He saluted like a commando and walked into the bathroom. He was in good mood and seem to be energetic since morning even she couldn't stop smiling. That's how her husband is,  goofy and energetic.

Humming a melody of marwari song she had been listening since a past week, she lit up burner and kept bowl of milk on it. Soon she switched to Bollywood song, connecting speaker to her phone and starts to sway on the lines of song.

As song changed to a romantic one she felt warm presence of her husband who touched her arm and took hold on her hand.

Randeep couldn't help but pull her when he watched her swaying on soft romantic music and asked, "May I have a dance with my wife." His wife grinned and nodded, wounding arms around his neck pulling him closer.

Randeep slided his palms to her petite waist to lower back and looked deep into her brown orbs. He could feel warmth due to their closeness and honestly he liked it. Only God knew, how much he missed his wife all the week. Though he got to see her during night but he missed gossiping, laughing and teasing her.

Maanvi glanced at the her cheerful husband who was grinning ear to ear making her smile broadly.

"You got some moves Baisa Raj?" Her husband teased when he twirled her and pulled her back, her back plastered to his back. She smiled evilly as she moved her hips sideway sexily.

"You sure do," His eyes flicked to show new found emotion but instantly changed into mischievous when she looked at him, smirking.

Like this, they danced on few songs before Randeep remind her to get ready as they had plan on going out. But it seemed like his wife forgot about outing because of their dancing session.

"I almost forgot it. Geez, I'll be ready in few minutes," Maanvi sprinted out to change her clothes as she already had taken bath before him.

Randeep chuckled at his wife's retrieving figure and turned to turn of the burner before milk spill on floor. Decided to call his secretary to get update on their almost lost contract he moved into living room to make a call.

"—okay, keep me updated. Yes, enjoy your holiday. See you tomorrow," Giving his final greeting, he disconnected the call and turned when he heard clicking sound of heels.

It would be a lie, if he wasn't dumbfounded looking at his beautiful wife. Geez! She absolutely looked beautiful everyday but today, she looked etheral and hot. The combination of maroon and black suited her. It were her colours—maroon sweater and black flared mini skirt hugging her hips and on the top of that beige knee length boots.

He had urge to whistle at her but he refrained himself but sound of hooting already left his mouth.

"What to do say?" She asked twirling to show her efforts in dressing up.