Hm was forced to take rest because of his unstoppable sneezing....he spent half of his day in room..
Ks was busy attending guests and serving them ..
After sometime ks out of their room..
_________Hm : Karishma...
..she came running towards him in fear,and worriedly checked his forehead temperature....which was luckily under control..
Ks : kya huaa
Hm : kaha ho aap subha se..*low voice..
Ks : sorry, aapko pta hai ghr me kitne mehmaan aaye hai ....toh unhi k sath le ge the ..
Hm : shohar yaha. ..bimaar padha huaa hai ...aur aapko mehmaan nawazi karni hai...
Ks : thode dino baad woh sab chale jayege...uske baad hamara Sara time sirf aapka hi hai..
Hm : very good..jao bahar.. mehmanon ki khatirdari....ham toh faltu me sabhi servants ki salary dete hai...jaiye aap..aapne hame do din phele I love u bola tha ..our subha tk koi thikana hi nhi....ham yaha bimar hai..hame aapke attention ki jarurat hai...lekin aapko fikar hi nhi hai....*sharp tone..
Ks : gussa Mt hoiye..ham to idher hi the na ...
He didn't reply..
Ks : acha chlo batao..kya karu esa jo aapka gussa ice cream ki tarah melt ho jaye...
Hm : Aap bus hamare pass baithiye..our kuch nhi...
Ks : aapke pass hi hai*sat closer to his warm body..And..Hm embraced her ..
He gently squeezed her body...her dupatta was being slid away by his hand..
The door is also unlocked..
Hm sort out the knot of her kurti...ks jumped into her place..
Ks : abhi nhi..*low voice
Hm immediately pulled himself out of the hug..and looked at her..
Hm : ham kuch nhi kar rhe hai.. don't worry ....
Ks : bahar mehmaan bethe huye..our..kisi ne hame ese dekh liya na..toh faltu char baate our bolege...
Hm : matlb kya huaa is baat ka..koi kyu kuch kahega...bakaida nikaah kiya h aapse...koi haram ka rishta thodi hai aapse..
Ks : acha door toh lock karne do kam se Kam...
Ks got up to close the door..but
Hm : rahne do..ham behak gye the..ab hos me aa gaye hai..darwaza band karne ki koi jarurat nhi hai..ab..*cold voice
Ks : par ham ab hos me nhi aana chahte...*gently put the latch...
She sat ahead of him..and unattached the top three buttons of his shirt ...
He placed his hand on her lower back.. pulling her more to his chest...
Their stared at each other...he slipped his nose on her puffy cheek,and kissed them..for a long time...
Ks : aapko pata hai...khala jaan poch Rahi thi hame ..ham unhe khushkhabaari kb sun rahe hai.....* She said with a blushing face..
Hm : aapne kya kaha..frr..
Ks : hamne kaha...phele hame our hamare sohar ko bada toh ho jaane dijiye...frr khushkhabaari bhi suna dege..kuch galat kaha kya hamne??? Asked him innocently
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ROMANTIC HATE : A journey To a Love
RomanceYe kahani hai haashir malik our Karishma Singh ...is story me hai..dono ki nafrat se beintah mahobbat tk ka safar.. ~ Author