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Asher POV.
Her tears, they pierced right through my heart. I was alive but dead inside.
"Did I make her cry?" I asked my inner soul.
But then she told me she wanted to make me jealous. I mean, why?
She won't tell me why, so fine. I will do what she wants and sulk until she tells me about her little plan.
Author POV
"Baby, Darling, Jaan, suno na! Premi ji. Jara paas ao Asher pyare." Ramona said, trying to make Asher smile.
(Baby, darling, honey, listen na! Boyfriend ji. Come closer Asher darling.)
"Sorry what? I can't really understand you, Ms. Rajvanshi." Asher said, making Ramona pout at the name Ms. Rajvanshi.
"You oldie, stop calling me Ms. Rajvanshi." Ramona said, making Asher shock at the word 'Oldie'. She went over to the DJ and asked him him to play a song.
"So I am oldie now!" Asher muttered, sulking for real now.
The song started playing as Ramona made her way towards Asher, moving on the beats a little, and pulling him up from the couch.
Aa re pritam pyaare
Bandook mein na toh goli mere
Ramona sang along, pulling Asher closer by his collar and winking at him, making him red.
Aa re pritam pyaare
Bandook mein na toh goli mere
Aa re pritam pyaare
Sab aag toh mere choli mein re
Zara hukka utha zara chillam jala
She sang along, dancing and moving around him, touching him and making him freeze in place.
Pallu ke neeche chupa ke rakha hai
Utha doon toh hangama ho ho ho
Pallu ke neeche daba ke rakha hai
Utha doon toh hangama ho
She sang, putting a scarf over her chest and teasing him, pretending to lift it, while he blushed and gulped, watching her seductive moves.
Bankaas
Joban se apne dupatta gira doon toh
Kaule kunwaro ka chehra khile
She said, putting the scarf over his face like a veil and pushing him back onto the couch. By now, he was nearly the same colour as her red dress.
Hey main aankh maaru toh noton ki barish ho
Ho lakk jo hila doon toh jhilla hile
Jhilla hile
Hile hile hile hile, jhilla hile
Hile hile hile hile, jhilla hile
Hile hile hile
Zara tooti baja zara
She sang, sitting on his lap, and removed the scarf from his face while winking. Getting up seductively, she moved her waist, making him think many unholy things.
Thumka laga
She said loudly, moving her hips and waist in a thumka move💋
Pallu ke neeche chupa ke rakha hai
Utha doon toh hangama ho
Pallu ke neeche daba ke rakha hai
Utha doon toh hangama ho
Again, she put the scarf on her chest and sat on his lap, placing his hands on the scarf and removing it, making him lose control.
He picked her up in bridal style while she danced along to the song, making him smile.
"Baby. Look at me na. Ash." Ramona said while dancing with him.
"I can't, my love." He said, not looking at her, blushing.
"Why? Don't like to see me in red?" She asked, putting both of her arms on his shoulders, making him shudder.
"That's the thing, my love. I am barely controlling myself."He said, slowly looking at her.
"I wonder what you'll do if you won't control." She thought to herself.
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Day-9
It was Bhai duj, so there were no guests. Ramona was being scolded by her mom for wearing black during festival.
"Ramona, I have told you so many times. Why do you keep wearing black on auspicious days? Kisi ke matam ka intejar hai kya? School Mai thi tabse bus kale rang ke hi kapde pehnti hai. Had hai." Sulekha said, making Ramona pout.
(Are you waiting for someone's funeral? Since school, you've only worn black clothes. I just can't!)
"Mummy, it's traditional, na. I will change." She said, unable to handle the hour-long lecture from her mother.
"Yes, and then? You will wear red? I have noticed you are wearing red a lot lately. Are you trying to symbolise blood?" Sulekha asked, not understanding her daughter's antics.
"Blood?! Arey mummy. Aisi kaisi baate bolte ho aap. Vo to aise hi. Aap bolo kya colour pehnu?" She said, blushing, knowing the real reason she was wearing red.
(Blood?! Oh mom. What type of things are you saying? I am just in mood of wearing red that's why. You tell me what colour you want me to wear?)
"Wear anything but red or black. My eyes ache from seeing so much red all week." Sulekha said, making Ramona laugh.
"Hasso hasso. Jor jor se hasso. Saare padosi aa jaye tumhara stand up comedy dekhne." Sulekha said as she walked away.
(Laugh, laugh! Laugh even louder so all the neighbours come to see your stand-up comedy.)
"Stand up comedy??!!! Had hai bhai. Ghar Mai koi ijat hi nai hai. Kher vo to kisi ki bhi nai hoti. Tumhari bhi nahi hai. Ha tum jo ye padh rahe ho." Ramona said, throwing her hand in the air.
(Stand-up comedy??!! It's the limit. There is no respect for me in this house. Leave it. No one gets respect at home. Not even you, yes, you who's reading this.)
Ha. Kaise ho? Pookies 🎀
Ghar Mai ijat🤣🤣🤣
Aise hai jaise Rajasthan Mai snowfall.
Nahi hoti🙃👍
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