"A HighChristmas" FIFTH SHOT.
"Eeeeeee", Sanyukta flew around the apartment like a pirated Aeroplane.
"Eee nei. Sabse pehle toh A aata hai... ", Randhir nodded, counting his fingers.
"Hawww...??? Sach me... Mene kiya hai BA. Tune kiiya CA. Humare baccho se DA karwayenge...",
She fell on the couch, laughing off hysterically.
"Hahaha... Kinne baache honge humare?", Randhir asked sheepishly, quite exuberantly knocked out of his senses.
"Ek...Do...Teen... Puri Cricket Team chahiye meko.", She bit her lip, pouting casually.
"Inne baache sambhalega kaun? Ram Ram...", He mumbled in deep thought, quite worrying about their unborn rifles.
"Kyu Aayah rakhenge na? Priyali Mausiji. ", Sanyukta kept on laughing until her stomach ached, chalking out every possible way of
making a fun of Priyali.
"Hawww.. Saach me? Phir thik hai. No Ploblem.", He slurred, taking tipsy steps towards her frame.
"Chaal... Phone lagatey hai Miss. Aayah ko... ",
She purred on his lap, kissing his nosetip.
"Yes", A stern Priyali's voice stirred in, as Sanyukta dialled her number, while Randhir dizzily gaped at the final showdown.
"Oye Kamini...", Sanyukta boozed on the line, resting her frame on Randhir's lap.
"Excuse me.", Priya's shocked tone flooded in, while they laughed in amazement.
"Awlelele ... Saand Rajveer ki baccho ki maa...Apne baccho ko sambhal. Mere Randhir pe dore na daala kal. Daath tol dungi. ", Sanyukta
muttered aggressively, while knocking Priyali out of her senses, while Randhir gaped at his lady
love, mentally laughing at Priyali's condition.
"Randhil sirf Salyukta ka hai. Samjhi. Chal bhaag yeha se...Aul ha Merrrrryyyy Christmasssssss", She purred on the line, before disconnecting the line, while Priyali's face depicted the horror of a thief-caught-off- guard.
"Ole meli Bandit queen. Bacchi ko dala diya na?", Randhir mumbled, nuzzling against her throat.
"Kamini ki nazar tujpe thi. ", she muttered back, caressing his tresses.
Just as the clock struck 12, the newly-wed couple wished each other "A Verrryyyy Merrrrryyy Christmasssss", and engaged in a
toe-curling liplock, while the Almighty sighed at their love.
No one could ever hinder their affair, not even the Omnipotent.
This Christmas swept past all their insecurities as Randhir and Sanyukta slept appressed to each other, firmly curbing any doubts lurking in their
minds.
'Cause everybody knew that Randhir and Sanyukta were just MEANT TO BE.
~The End~
Signing off,
Aishi ♡☆
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