love until eternity

chapter 21

Dushyant rubbed some hair gel from the bottle in his hand, before he applied it on his combed hair to set them straight. He sighed as he took a good look of his reflection in the mirror, composing himself, for a final check. He then grabbed hold the deodrant spraying it on himself, getting ready to go, but was stopped by sudden strike of recounting a memory. 

Dushyant had sprayed a whisk of perfume on himself, while looking at his reflection in the mirror, when ishita surprised him by hugging him from the back, bringing a wide smile on his face. 

"kya baat hai, bahaut handsome lag rahe ho, mr luthra..." remarked ishita, as dushyant chuckled ironically, looking at her reflection. 

"acha ji.."  replied dushyant, taking the compliment quite well. 

"hmm....bahaut zyada taiyaar hote ho, jab goriyon ke saath meeting hoti hai..." retorted ishita, raising her brow, as dushyant chortled, amazed, making him turn back to face her. 

He looked her right in the eye, finding her gaze fixed on him too, holding her by the waist, when her hands were wrapped around his neck. 

"kya karein, ab taiyaar hi ho sakta hoon, flirt karke charm dekhane ke dinn toh gaye humare jabse tum mili ho..." stated dushyant, as ishita chuckled, as she traced the edge of the left corner of his face with her finger, ending at his jawline. 

"badi takleef ho rahe hai tumhe iss baat se...bahaut bada nuksaan nahi hogaya tumhara..." replied ishita jokingly, as she slightly tightened his tie teasingly. 

"nahi, nahi main toh bahaut khush hoon, ab toh meri biwi ho tum, mere wahiyat se wahiyat se joke pe hassna padega...pappad belne ke din gaye ab mere..." stated dushyant, as ishita pulled him close with the tie. 

"aur chod diya tumhe toh?" questioned ishita back, teasingly, as dushyant leaned closer to respond. 

"woh nahi ho sakta mrs luthra, main tumhe kabhi jaane nahi dunga, bas yahi rakhunga, apne paas, aise tumhe gale lagakar...aur agar tumne bhaagne ki koshish ki, toh cheen launga wapas...ab tum hamesha ke liye mere hi ho.." replied dushyant, his tone serious now, as ishita took a careful glance of him. 

"pakka? kabhi bhologe toh nahi?" questioned ishita, as dushyant clasped his hand with hers, placing it on his chest. 

"waada hai mera..." assured dushyant, as they both exchanged big smiles. 

He landed back to reality, when his door was bolted open by kavin. 

"what the fuck are you doing! hum late ho rahe hai, chalo! dulha main ho taiyaar aap hue ja rahe ho..." exclaimed kavin out of annoyance, not noticing the tear that barely escaped dushyant's eye, which he was quick to brush off. 

They both walked out of the room, ready to leave. 

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"seriously guys, why do we need see strippers...." commented dushyant, as he was quietly driving the car, with kavin in the passenger's seat, and all of their friends seated at the back. 

"abe daaru peeke toh mujhe kaamwali bhi aishwarya dekhne lag jaati hai...yahan par toh sach mein achi dekhne waali mil rahi hai daaru peete hue hai, toh kyun na dekhe..." stated one of them, as the others rooted in agreement, making kavin chuckle and shake his head. 

"haan yaar bhai, dekhlo na...aapko bhi arsa hogaya hoga koi aurat ko kapdon ke bina dekhe...lelo mauke ke faydaa..." joked kavin, as dushyant looked at him utter disbelief, shaking his head.