Monami went in the kitchen and started making food... Let's move towards Karan...
Karan- ummm... What a coffee seriously iske iske haatho me jaadu hai... She is nice... Lekin mai kyu ye sab soch raha hu??? She is no one for me... Karan just focus on your work...
Monami- waise usne bataya nhi ki usse khane me kya chaiyee chodo maa ko hi call karti hu...
Maa- hello...
Monami- ha hello ma...
Maa- accha monami beta Tu hai... Aur kaisi ho???
Monami- acchi hu maa... Aur maa karan ko khaane me kya pasand hai???
Maa- paneer... Usse paneer bohot pasand hai aur rice 🍚🍚ke saath...
Monami- ok maa... Aur aapne dawai li???
Maa- areee itne dino se tu de rahi thi to aaj mujhe yaad hi nhi raha...
Monami- kya maa...Chalo abhi dawai lo...
Karan was standing in side at the back of the wall...
Karans pov-
Yaar kuch bhi bolo ladki to kaafi acchi hai.... Maa ka bhi khyaal rakhti hai.....
Karans pov ends...
Monami- ok. So paneer banne ke liye taiyaar ho jaiyye...
Karan- tumm... Khane me kya bana rahi ho???
Monami- aa paneer... Aapko pasand hai na...
Karan- tumko... Not aapko... Mujhe wo boodhe dadaji waali feeling mat dilao...
Monami- okay... Monami chuckled very hard... 😅😅her pupil inlarged and her hazel brown 🟤🟤 eyes where shining like a pearl... Karan was attracted first time towards her... She bite her lower lip with her teeth and it was more and more harder for Karan to control... Karan was continuesly staring at monami and when monami snapped her fingers in front of him... His stranse broke and he asked...
Karan- aur tumhe kaise pata mujhe paneer pasand hai???
Monami- wo maine maa se poocha...
Karan- okay... To bana do...
Monami- ha...
Monami prepared paneer and jeera rice🍚 and served it in a very good manner on the dinning table... Karan sat on chair and monami was going to serve him but karan stopped her...
Karan- nahi tum baitho... Mai le lunga...
Monami- okay...
Time ⌚⌚skips.... In night it was 11.p.m.
Karan- waise khana bohot accha tha and good night...
Monami- lekin... Lekin ek problem hai...
Karan- kya???
Monami- tum tumhaare bedroom me nhi so sakte...
Karan- kyu???
Monami- kyuki jab hum khana kha rahe the tab tumhaare room me paste control chal raha tha.. Shayad tum bhool gaye???
Karan- Aree haaa... To mai neeche hall me soo jaata hu... Good night...
Monami- nhi nhi saree log kya sochenge ki jaise hi mai ghar me aai tumhe bahar soona pada...
Karan- nhi koi kuch nhi bolega...
Monami- lekin mujhe accha nhi lagega ki iss ghar ka malik mere hote hue sofe per soye...
Karan- too???
Monami- tum andar mere room me so jaao.. Mai neeche so jaati hu...
Karan- nhi nhi... Tum tumhaaree room me hi soogi...
Monami- to kya kare???
Karan- Aree mai to bhool hi gaya andar bhi couch hai na...
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LOVE IS NOT FORCED... IT HAPPENS BY ITSELF♥️♥️
Teen Fictionhere moran are married forcefully but how they clear their way to love this story is all about it....