Sameer, Naina, Shivangi, and Aryan took the blessings of God for the new phase unfolding in their respective lives, and the peaceful environment around the temple suffused their hearts with positive energy and enthusiasm. They paid visits to several temples, and were now heading to the Famous Masaledar Pav Bhaji stall for their dinner. It has been a while since they all had parties on the street, and much to Naina's relief Tripti wasn't here as she was out of the city for her best friend's wedding.
Sameer laced his callous fingers with hers for a gentle hand-lock, feeling a sense of pride engulfing his heart as he stared down at their hands looking unadulteratedly perfect. The combination of big palms with smaller ones never made him feel so delightful. The softness of her hand blended with a babyish scent wrapped around his rough fingers seemed way too adorable and kissable. He could see a warm rush of blood passing on her cheek as she walked on the street, her eyes downcast, her lips stretched for a bashful smile, and her face gleaming under the dark clouds.
They reached the renowned street stall and the aromatic scent of myriad herbs and spices flowing through the tomato gravy touched Naina's nostrils, making her smack her lips in temptation. They all settled on the plastic red chairs, and once the queue was finished, the boys went to place the orders while the girls were enjoying the breezy atmosphere. Not too crowded and congested. Sameer and Aryan returned to their respective partners and sat beside them on the vacant chair.
"Jaise hi mujhe sameer ne bataya na you guys are pregnant. I wasn't able to control my emotions." Naina exclaimed exuberantly, and they just smiled at her cute expressions.
"Bhua bhi aur future Maami bhi." Shivangi sniggered at Naina who blushed hard while looking away.
"Acha acha...toh yeh khushi maami banne ki thi." Aryan teased her.
"Dada," Naina whined, unable to suppress the deep red color creeping on her soft cheeks.
"Aren't they right?" Sameer asked her amusingly, twisting his lips for a smirk.
"Tum shuru mat ho jao ab." She scolded him in front of her cousin brother and sister-in-law, making them laugh.
"Yaar kam se kam mujhe jiju ke saamne toh mat daanto." He feigned his anger, glaring at his girlfriend for rebuking him without care of anyone.
"Kyu saale sahab? Ab aa raha haina samjh me kaise yeh ladkiya bina soche samjhe kahi bhi shuru ho jati hai." Aryan took advantage of Sameer's mortified state and teased him.
"Oye, maine kab tumhe aise beech bazar me daanta hai?" Shivangi asked her husband with a raised eyebrow.
"Main mauka deta kaha hun tujhe ki tu mujhe daante." Aryan winked at his wife to lessen her power of arguing with him, and she smiled shyly.
"Main bhi kaha koi mauka deta hoon, woh toh aapki yeh cousin behen ko na kuch zyada hi shauk chadh gaya hai aaj kal mujhe daant ne ka." Sameer jested, mischievously glancing at Naina who was removing her heel.
"Yaar ab sabke saamne maaro toh mat heel se." He yelled dramatically.
"Shut up oye...meri heel me kuch pathar jaisa lag raha tha isliye check kar rahi thi." Naina looked at him annoyingly, adjusting the strap of her red heels.
"Tumhe maar na bhi hoga in jutiyon se toh bich bazar thodi marugi. Itna toh khayal hai mujhe apni izzat ka." She winked at him with a wacky smile, placing her foot on the second one, sitting royally.
"Kitni violent ban gayi hai tu naina, Shi Shi Shi shi shi." Aryan mocked his cousin sister with a disbelieving look, and Naina gaped at him in sheer surprise.
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