.☪︎˚𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐦 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ☆ ˚⋆
"Ek ghar, makaan toh hai na Shehnaaz tumhare paas!!"
"Par aap nahi ho na! Mere liye ghar, sukoon, sab aap ho Siddharth! Chaar deewar ka makaan ya koi aur nahi"
𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐚𝐚𝐡
╰┈➤ 𝓐 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓯𝓾...
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𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲’𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩,
Shehnaaz woke up startled when she felt a cool breeze brush against her face. Opening her eyes, she found Siddharth chuckling softly. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Namaz padhke aaya hu,” he murmured, settling down beside her, his hand playing with Saad’s tiny fingers.
Shehnaaz smiled, tying her hair into a quick bun. “Oh, namaz padhke biwi ka pyaar lena sunnat hai.. sunnat ke kaam kar rahe ho aap Siddharth miyan,” she teased, returning his gesture by kissing both his and Saad’s foreheads.
“Mai abhi 2 min mai nahake nikalti hu,” she said, grabbing a towel and darting into the bathroom.
“Shehnaaz, wo meri towel hai!” Siddharth called out, watching her disappear inside. She peeked out and smirked, “Tho aap bhi tho mere he ho!” She winked playfully, leaving Siddharth shaking his head, unable to suppress his grin. He scooped Saad into his arms, covering him with kisses until the baby giggled.
“Siddharth!” Shehnaaz suddenly rushed back out, water still running in the background. Siddharth frowned. “Kya hua?”
“Apne mujhe muhh dikhai nahi di!” she pouted, sitting beside him and holding his hand. “Muhh dikhai den!”
“Ghunghat kahan hai?” he asked, pretending to be stern. Shehnaaz giggled, darting off to grab the ghunghat draped over a chair along with her joda. She slipped it on and extended her hand towards him with a smile.
Siddharth looked at her with mock disapproval. “Aise kapde aur surat par muh dikhai du mai?” he teased, making Shehnaaz gasp in exaggerated disbelief. “Kitne bure hai aap!” she protested, starting to walk away, but he pulled her back, sealing her lips with a tender kiss. “Nahalo pehle, mai deta hu tumhara muh dikhai ka gift.”
Blushing, Shehnaaz dashed back into the bathroom. “Shehnaaz, ghungat ke saath nahaungi kya!” Siddharth called after her, shaking his head in amusement when she quickly reappeared to set the ghunghat aside before disappearing again.
