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𝙸𝚜𝚑𝚚 𝚔𝚘𝚒 𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚊𝚟 𝚗𝚑𝚒
𝙹𝚘 𝚋𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚐𝚊,

𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚊𝚣 𝚑𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚋
𝙷𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚐𝚊......

English translation:-

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗿𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗲
𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿,

It's a custom
Ranjha dies without Heer...

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*shayar author nim just wants to say that this doesn't belong to me....is I would've been this good in poetry than this would've been great....but not this talented and it is and every other poetry is taken from Pinterest.

A/n's pov...

Tahir woke up to see his lady love in his arms sleeping peacefully after the tough night.

She was lying all naked under him...he still remember her face full of pleasure when he was doing sinful things to her.

He hugged her again to feel her warmth which he never found before.

"I love you soo much My love"

Saying this he pecked on her forehead.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him with confusion.

"Tahir ji"

Her sweet voice....his heart melted.

"TAHIR!!!!"

He woke up with his heart forcing to come out of his body. He looked around and held his forehead in his hands....he can't forget her.....he never want to indeed.

"Tum dono yahan kya kar rhe ho"

(What are you both doing here)

He asked out of frustration.

Jatin and karan were standing there while smirk was visible on their lips.

"Kuch bura na ho bss isi ka khyaal rakh rhe hai"

(Taking care that nothing bad happens)

In next seconds they received pillow on their faces making them stumble.

Tahir stood up and started going towards bathroom.

"Vaise abhi kya krega tu"

(Btw what will you do now)

Karan asked in a worried tone.

"Apne pyaar ko jitunga"

(I'll win over my love)

He said with a smile and went in.

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