Our Forbidden Love

Chapter 18

Manisha was once again in her same old mood, feeling a sense of excitement as she dressed up beautifully in a cute purple dress.

As she looked in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel pretty and confident. The vibrant color of her dress perfectly complemented her radiant smile.

When she finally descended the stairs, she was greeted by the sight of Abhishek serving soup to Mr. Bansal

Abhishek's gaze was immediately captivated by Manisha's presence, and he became completely oblivious to Mrs. Bansal's frantic attempts to get his attention and stop him from pouring soup.

Meanwhile, Manisha noticed Abhishek's distraction and misstep, but instead of intervening, she discreetly signed to him, pointing to the soup.

Awakened from his daze, Abhishek's startled expression quickly changed to one of panic as he realized his mistake.

He immediately began apologizing profusely to Mr. Bansal, much to the amusement of Manisha.

Manisha couldn't contain her laughter as she watched Abhishek's comical display of apologies.Abhishek's embarrassment slowly transformed into a smile as he witnessed Manisha's infectious laughter.

He felt a warmth in his heart, and the glance they shared in that moment held a deeper connection than mere amusement. 

After breakfast Manisha and Abhishek had found themselves sitting together in Manisha's cozy room. The sunlight poured in through the window, casting a warm glow on their faces. Manisha couldn't help but giggle, still amused by Abhishek.

Abhishek, ever the charmer, looked at her with his innocent eyes and a slight pout on his lips. "Isme meri koi galti nahi thi," he protested playfully, "aap subah bahut a-achi lag rahi thi. Mujhe pata nahi laga"

Manisha smiled, her heart melting at his sweet compliment. She leaned forward and kissed his pout away, bringing him into a warm embrace. "Haye pati dev," she whispered, her voice filled with affection, "Aap kuch zyada hi bhole ho. Kya karu main aapka? "

Abhishek beamed, his love for Manisha radiating from his eyes. He gently caressed her cheek and replied, "Mujhe farak nahi padhta.Agar aap ko meri inn harkato par hassi aati hai toh theeke hai mere liyee wahi kaafi hai"

Manisha's laughter subsided, and she traced the outline of Abhishek's face with her fingertips. "Iss liye aap mujhe pehle dinn se pasand aye the," she confessed, her voice filled with gratitude. 

Manisha couldn't resist the urge to feel Abhishek's lips against hers, so she leaned in and kissed him passionately.

The intensity of the moment was enhanced by the gentle touch of the sun on their faces, creating an ethereal ambiance. As Abhishek reciprocated, his hands found their way to Manisha's face, caressing her cheek tenderly.

Just as their kiss was about to deepen and their desires were about to intertwine, they heard a knock on the door. Startled, Manisha released Abhishek and turned towards the source of the interruption. It was Nischay.

"Mera chotu bhai kahan hai? !" exclaimed, the voice from outside.
"Hey bhagwan yeh kabhi ruk bhi sakte hai? Humesha galat time par aate hai" She made an annoyed face, frustrated by the untimely intrusion

Ignoring Manisha's irritated expression, he asked innocently, "Aisa mooh kyu fulati ho jab main aata hoon? Pichle janam mei gubara thi kya"

Manisha rolled her eyes playfully and sighed, "Nischay bhaiya kabhi soch bhi liya karo hum couple hai privacy chahiye hoti hai. Manners nahi seekhe kya? ."

Nischay joined them on the couch, unfazed by Manisha's complaints. Abhishek, always the peacekeeper, tried to calm both of them down. "Chalo theek hai theek hai dono shant ho jao" he urged, placing a hand on each of their shoulders. "

But suddenly, Nischay was in a fun mood and decided to tease Manisha. He looked mischievously at her and asked, "Abhishek, aapki kamar theek hai?" Abhishek, slightly confused, replied, "haan ji, kyu pucha?"

Manisha, growing tense with curiosity, suddenly interjected, "kya ho gaya Abhishek ji? Aap theek toh hai? Kya ho gaya? Bata kyun nahi rahe hai?"

Before Abhishek could answer, Nischay threw a mischievous glance at him and said, "Nahi nahi Bhabhi ji, woh Riya hai na jo Abhishek ji madad karti hai khana banane mei woh aaj gir gayi Abhishek ke upar. Mujhe toh lag raha tha yeh usne jaan pooch kar kiya. Aur itna paas aa gayi thi Abhishek ke mooh ke paas ki kya batau."

As Nischay shared this faux-concerned information, both he and Abhishek glanced at Manisha. What they saw made their hearts race momentarily. Manisha was glaring at Abhishek with a fiery and angry look in her eyes.

Manisha's voice echoed through the room as she shouted, "Iss aurat ko toh aaj maine nahi chodungi! Manisha Rani se panga legi. Kutti" She began to make her way to the door, her anger fueling her determination.

However, Abhishek, not wanting to witness a potential confrontation and knowing how Manisha's anger could sometimes get the best of her, quickly sprung into action.

He swiftly moved towards her, intending to calm her down. In a surprising display of strength and tenderness, he held her waist firmly and gently pulled her onto his lap.

Manisha, caught off guard by Abhishek's actions, wriggled in his grasp and protested, "Nahi, Abhishek ji, Mujhe jaane dijiye. Chodungi nahi aaj main"

Abhishek leaned in closer to Manisha, his voice soft and soothing. He whispered in her ear, "Manisha ji! Nischay bas mazak kar raha hai. Aap shant ho jao" And with those tender words, he placed a gentle kiss on her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

Feeling the warmth and love radiating from Abhishek, Manisha gradually calmed down. She slowly relaxed in Abhishek's embrace, finding comfort and solace in his protective hold. Only Abhishek had the magical ability to calm this fiery and angry ball of energy.

With a lighthearted chuckle, Abhishek started to playfully tease Nischay too for instigating Manisha's anger. But the tables had turned now. Manisha, feeling mischievous herself, grabbed a nearby pillow and joined Abhishek in playfully hitting Nischay. The room filled with laughter and joy as the trio playfully ran around, chasing each other and releasing their pent-up energy.

After a while, their bickering subsided, and exhaustion began to take over. The three of them leaned back, finding comfort in each other's presence. Abhishek rested his head on Nischay's shoulder, while Manisha leaned her head on Abhishek's.

As Manisha's eyes wandered around her little family, she felt a sense of belonging that she had never experienced before.

This was her home, a place filled with love and warmth. It was a comfort she knew she could never find anywhere else.

A contented smile tugged at the corners of Manisha's lips as she embraced the love that surrounded her. In that moment, she realized that it was Abhishek and Nischay who made this place feel like home.

Little did they know what will happen next to destroy their happiness?