𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑶𝒇 𝑨𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒆

•𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹-29•

दो बातें उनसे की तो दिल का दर्द खो गया,
लोगो ने हमसे पूछा तुमको क्या हो गया,
हम तो बस यूँ ही मुस्कुरा कर रह गये,
अब कैसे कह हमे भी किसी से प्यार हो गया।

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KHUSHI AVIRAJ SINGH RATHORE'S POV

I woke up due to the rays of the sun, I extended my hand to my right side and realized that the place was empty. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that there was no one in the room. After getting up from the bed, I noticed that we were in our room in the penthouse. Not seeing Aviraj in the room, I went ahead to search for him, and when I reached there, I noticed that he was cooking breakfast in the kitchen. I stood there leaning against the wall and started praising my husband.

I never thought that I would like cute boys, but here I am, I would do anything for this person because even I don't know whatever happened was God's will. This doesn't mean that I have forgiven him, I will do the same for the amount of trouble he caused me, and only then the score will be settled. I was thinking about all this and then Aviraj looked at me and said, with a smile.

"Come here"

I also went there with a smile because I was starving. They say, worship your stomach first and then work second. I tried to see what was being cooked, but I couldn't see anything because the man needed to be taller than me. He pulled me towards him and asked.

"Kya hua? Kya chaal raha hai iss chote se dimag me, huh?" (What happened? What's going on in this little brain, huh?)

"Bohot kuch jo aapko samajh nhi aayega to rhne dijiye aap. Hatiye samne se, mujhe bhukh lagi hai." He moved aside, and I noticed that he had made my favorite aloo paratha. He took a vessel, placed it on the stove, and started making tea. I turned towards Aviraj and asked.

(a lot. you do not understand, then leave it. Move away, I'm hungry.)

"Aapko sachne khana banana aata hai?" (Do you know how to cook?)

"Ha, tumne yeh achambha se kyu pucha?" he said with a confused face (ha, why did you ask this so surprisingly?)

"Hamare ghar me kisi bhi mard ko khana bana nahi aata, khana to dur ki baat hai chai tak banana nahi aata . mere bhaiyo ko bhi nahi, chote wale ko to mene itni mushkil se sikhaya hai sab kuch. Tabhi pucha" That's why I asked.

(No man in my house knows how to cook, let alone food, they don't even know how to make tea. Not even to my brothers, I have taught everything to the younger ones with so much difficulty.)

"Humare ghar me sabko khana banana aata hai in fact dad loves to cook for all of us." (Everyone in our house knows how to cook; in fact, Dad loves to cook for all of us.) He said, tucking my hair behind my ear. He comes closer to me, but I take my steps back because my brain does not work when this man is near me. To avoid closeness I said.

"Mujhe bhook lagi hai." (I am hungry.)

"Mujhe bhe" (Me too) he said, and his eyes moved from mine to my lips. I know he doesn't mean it, but...

When you're a horny bitch, everything seems dirty.

He held me by my waist and made me sit on the kitchen platform and looking into my eyes he placed his hand on my thigh, touching my bare thigh because of his shirt. Okay, stop there man, I'm trying not to think about that kiss we shared yesterday, I hate to just say it, but I want to taste his lips again. He started moving his hand up and down my thigh before I could say anything or do anything stupid. I thought I should remind him about the tea and change the chapters.