Aa Bi Jaa - Kareena

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Haseena drove Karishma to the hospital with a mix of urgency and care, her mind racing was with worry about Karishma’s injury. As they arrived, she helped Karishma out of the jeep and guided her into a room.

"Karishma Singh, ap yahan baithiyay. Humne doctor ko keh diya hai, woh abhi aati hun gye," Haseena said gently, her voice laced with concern.

Karishma nodded, sitting down carefully. "G, madam sir."

A nurse soon entered the room, assessing the situation. "Kya hua hai?" she asked.

Haseena responded, "Inki back mein chot lagi hai."

The nurse began preparing the necessary supplies to treat the wound. "Apni shirt utaar dejiyay, hum bas 2 minutes ma aty han." she instructed Karishma and went out.

Karishma's eyes widened in shock. "Nae," she said quickly, looking at Haseena.

"Kya nae? Rukiyay, hum madad kar dete hain," Haseena offered, moving to help Karishma unbutton her shirt.

Karishma immediately grabbed Haseena’s hand, her voice trembling. "Nae... yeh... kia kar rahi hain ap?" she stammered, her face flushing with embarrassment.

"Kya hua? Hum toh sirf madad kar rahe hain." Haseena was confused by Karishma's reaction.

"Yeh... Yeh topa hain kia? Inke samne kaise utaren....."she thought. Trying to regain some composure, she said, " Madam sir dakyay hum kar lenge."

“Karishma Singh, please, hum madad karte hain,” Haseena stepped closer to Karishma, she insisted, still concerned. She looked at her face, her eyes searching were Karishma’s for permission.

Karishma, though embarrassed, gave a small nod. “G madam sir,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Haseena, her hands slightly trembling, began to unbutton her shirt to help Karishma remove it. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes meeting Karishma's."Uncomfortable?" she asked softly.

Karishma's heart skipped a beat. She swallowed hard, "Uncomfortable? The person she loved more than anything was asking if she was uncomfortable.

How can I be uncomfortable with her? She's the one I love." Karishma felt a shiver run down her spine, not from fear or discomfort, but from the overwhelming emotions swirling inside her stomach. Despite the the proximity, and the intimacy of the moment, she was feeling a strange sense of peace. It was Haseena, after all.

With a small, almost imperceptible shake of her head, she managed to whisper, "No."

Haseena nodded and carefully continue to unbutton Karishma’s shirt, her fingers were working gently. As she reached the lower buttons, the back of her fingers lightly brushed against Karishma’s stomach, causing a shiver to run through Karishma's body. She tried to hide her reaction but couldn’t help the slight intake of breath.

Haseena noticed Karishma's reaction, paused for a moment. "Ap theek hain?" she asked.

Karishma looked into Haseena’s eyes, and than quickly divert her eyes, feeling embarrassed. “G, hum theek hain,” she replied in shaky voice.

Haseena nodded and continued, her touch remained gentle, yet each accidental brush of her fingers sent a wave of sensations through Karishma. Haseena was focused, her brow furrowed in concentration, but there was a softness in her eyes, a tenderness that made Karishma's heart flutter.

Finally, the shirt was unbuttoned. Haseena carefully slipped it off Karishma’s shoulders, her touch was light but as soon as haseena took off the shirt. Karishma felt exposed, physically.