In this love story where two people meet but then get separated, meeting, the development of their relationship,
the girl with her brother lives at abounded havali....with a psycho for 13 years...... She was kidnapped by that psycho....... suddenl...
Wamil :- *smiles and wrap her mouth little* I'm totally fine..... like what can happen to your wamil huh? *smiles*
Deepa :- *smiles* That's trueee....why are you covering your mouth?
Wamil :- But I've little cough..... Doctor said that your contact air should not be go to Pregnant lady and new born baby *smiles*
Deepa :- You were good when you came here *knot her eyebrows* I'm saying you are get infected by someone..... don't worry this cough will go okay *smiles*
Wamil :- *smiles* yesss.... Let's goo to home
*At night*
Deepa :- I want to picklesss *says to her husband*
Prashant :- Darling but all pickles at home are finished
Vishesh :- Than here it is *give pickle jar to deepa* *smiles*
Prashant :- How do you know? She want pickles *smiles*
Vishesh :- Not me but wamil.... She gives me order to send this jar to deepa bhabhi *smiles*
Deepa :- See and learn from my wamil..... Both useless man are at my home.... just one girl is right
Vishesh :- *whines* Bhabhiii please don't call her yours.... She is minee
Prashant :- *slam his hand in his forehead* Bro, you are gone
Deepa :- Shut uppppp..... she is mine.... she is my child so I will call her mine.... if you have problem than what can I do huh? NOW go.....Brat, Asking me why I am calling wamil mine *😒😑* leave
Vishesh :- Okayyyyy *shakes his head* **I wonder if wamil will also have this type of mood swings at her pregnancy?** *thinks and blushes* **Stop thinking now vishesh** I will go home now
Deepa :- Yeah... yeah how can you leave wamil for a second *tease him*
Vishesh :- I'm going *hides his face from his brother and bhabhi*
*At home*
Vishesh :- Wamillll
Bhishma :- Well bro....talk to me also why you always call wamil?
Vishesh :- *smiles* Nothing just I was hungry so I was telling your sister to give me food..... And yeah let's talk *smiles*
Bhishma :- Well I'm also hungryyyyy...... Sissssssssss
Wamil :- Hereeeeee *places food infront of them*...... do you give pickle jar to didi?
Vishesh :- Yes..... Can I eat now?
Wamil :- *smiles* Good..... Of course
*After dinner and washing utensils*
Vishesh :- Wamil come *takes her to his room*
Wamil :- Yes?
Vishesh :- You tell me that..... you're parents wedding was in white dress right?
Wamil :- *nods* yes
Vishesh :- Here the white bridal dress but I also have brought Indian bridal dress *smiles*
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Wamil :- Thankyou but why are you doing this now?
Vishesh :- *Hugs her* Just like that..... Well I'm just thinking when we will marry eachother * Excitedly smiles*
Wamil :- Huh? *sadly smiles* Yeah I was also wondering *hugs him back*
Vishesh :- Well I have one more thing..... I get something *takes out camera* Here *gives it to wamil*
Wamil :- *takes it* What it is?
(NOTE :- IT'S TIME OF 1910'S)
Vishesh:- Well It record ourselves or whatever we want *smiles* want it?
Wamil :- Reallyyyy? *amazed by this feature* Can I?
Vishesh :- Of course.... Keep it *smiles and kisses her cheecks*
Wamil :- Thankyou.... Well My cheecks aren't burning than why you kissing it?
Vishesh :- I am doing this what if it started burning out of no where than what will you do huh?
Wamil :- Oooo.... Thankyouuu *smiles* I will go and sleep now okayy
Vishesh :- Okayyy.... good night.... come to my dreams okay? *mischievously smiles*
