MEIN HOON NA

Part 7

It was a lazy Sunday morning, and Rashmika was deep in slumber, her limbs sprawled out in an awkward tangle as she hugged Aarohi tightly. Suddenly, Rashmika kicked Aarohi, causing her to tumble out of bed with a loud thud.

Aarohi groaned, rubbing her back. "Ouch! Meri kamar... Raaassshhhhhh! Aise kaise sota hai? Pair kahin, haath kahin, sir kahin! Dhang se sona bhi nahi aata isko. Utho, Rash!"

Rashmika remained unresponsive, still lost in her dreams.

"Utho yaar, kitna sona hai?" Aarohi urged, her voice a mix of annoyance and concern.

"Sone de na, yaar... Tu bhi soja," Rashmika mumbled, turning away as if trying to bury herself deeper into her pillow.

"This won't work. Yeh aise nahi manegi," Aarohi decided, her mind racing for a solution. She dashed into the bathroom, filled a bucket with water, and with a swift motion, poured it all over Rashmika.

Rashmika jolted awake, her eyes wide with shock. "Aaru! Yeh kya tha? Tu pagal ho gayi hai kya?"

"Are yaar, tu kaise soti hain? Haye mere gareeb bichare hone wale jiju, kya hoga unka..." Aarohi teased, her voice dripping with mock concern.

"Uska toh jo hoga, woh hoga... Pehle tujhe kaun bachayega mujhse?" Rashmika shot back, a playful glint in her eyes as she grabbed her pillow and hurled it at Aarohi. But Aarohi dodged it expertly and took off, laughing.

Now it was Rashmika's turn to chase her. As Aarohi dashed through the room, Rashmika spotted the half-empty bucket of water and seized the opportunity, flinging its contents at Aarohi.

"Pagal ladki! Yeh kya kiya tune?" Aarohi exclaimed, shaking off the water as she laughed.

"Tit for tat! Hisaab barabar, meri jaan," Rashmika replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Waise, itni jaldi utha diya tune mujhe!"

"Jaldi? Arey, 12 baje ho gaye, rani sahiba!" Aarohi retorted, rolling her eyes.

"Chalo, ab rani sahiba ke liye latte layi jaye," Rashmika declared, throwing off her covers and preparing to get out of bed.

"Sure, mam. Abhi khayegi ya fresh hoke?" Aarohi smirked, enjoying their playful banter.

"Achha, muh mat bana. Niche chal kar bana dungi, par mujhe pehle washroom use karna hai," Rashmika insisted, her tone suddenly serious.

"Achha, toh yeh jo main aadi begi hoon, uska kya?" Aarohi replied, trying to keep the mood light.

"Main bhi toh bheegi hoon! Mera kya?" Rashmika shot back, a wide grin on her face.

Before Aarohi could respond, Rashmika's phone buzzed, cutting through the laughter.

"Jiju ki timing kitni set hai..." Aarohi commented, watching Rashmika run to answer it while sticking her tongue out playfully.

Rashmika made a face, shaking her head. "Tum baad mein phone nahi kar sakte tha? Ik number ke gadhe ho tum. Ek toh pehle hi tumhari saali ne subah jaldi utha diya... meri neend bhi puri nahi hone di," she grumbled as she talked.

Aarohi laughed to herself, "Mujhe nahi pata, yeh kya baatein karte rehte hain. So I don't have any idea... Babu ne thaana thaya laga lo!"

After a while, they settled down in the lawn, sipping coffee and chatting animatedly.

"Kya yaar, Aaru," Rashmika laughed, "tera gunda toh policewala nikla! You know what, policewala gunda!"

"Has mat yaar, tu. Mujhe nahi pata tha na!" Aarohi replied, her cheeks flushed with laughter.

"Vaise, gunda handsome toh tha. Kya kehti hai? Tujhe taar bhi raha tha," Rashmika teased, winking.

"Tu mujhse pit jayegi!" Aarohi warned, half-serious, half-joking.