At night, Haseena returned home with the ring in her pocket, insanely excited, though a little bit late. "Kahin gayi thi kya? Thaane se toh jaldi nikal gayi thi? Aur vardi mein bhi nahi hain?" Karishma inquired, crossing her arms against her chest.
"You're not my wife. Are you?" Haseena asked, standing with the support of the door and a playful smile on her lips.
Karishma gulped as she listened to her, giving her head back to the novel she was reading.
"Toh ka hua? Girlfriend hain hum aapki, humko pata hona chahiye aap kahan pe hain." She said, looking back at her.
"Achaa?" She grinned wide. "By the way, Karishma Singh, aap Shazia se humare liye coffee bol dengi kya?"
"Is waqt? Raat mein coffee nahi peena hai. Aur yeh dinner ka waqt hai jaldi se fresh n up ho jaaiye aap phir chalte hain khaane." Karishma said to her.
"Acchha okay." She started moving to the bathroom.
"Vaise aapki amma aapko bula rahi hain."
"Accha? Dekh kar aate hain." As soon as Karishma left, Haseena immediately took out the ring box from her pocket and hid it in a safe place, away from Karishma's sight. She giggled, getting excited.
When Haseena came out of the bathroom, Karishma was there in the room. She looked at her, her skin glowing after the shower, droplets of water still clinging to her collarbone and the curves of her shoulders. She gradually crossed the room to take her clothes from the wardrobe. As she was busy searching for her clothes, she felt a tug on her shoulder, and the next moment she was pinned to the door of the wardrobe, caged between Karishma's arms. Karishma's eyes were scanning Haseena's pretty face from a very minimal distance. "I love it when you forget to take your clothes." She whispered in a husky tone, and Haseena leaned in. She cupped her neck, and her lips caressed Karishma's softly. They looked into each other's eyes and then at their lips. They parted their lips again, this time for a desperate and passionate kiss.
Sliding her arm around her waist, Haseena switched their positions, pinning Karishma to the wardrobe. Karishma kissed her again, caressing her hair. Their lips parted, and Haseena trailed soft, lingering kisses down Karishma's jaw, her breath warm and teasing against her skin. Karishma's head tilted back, giving Haseena access to her neck. Every kiss was sending a shiver through Karishma, her body responding to Haseena's touch with an intensity that left her breathless. Haseena's lips were lingering all over her neck, sending her waves of pleasure. "Karishma Singh," she whispered against her skin. Her warm breath was making Karishma insane.
"Hmm?" The latter moaned, her eyes still shut.
"I Love you." She whispered again. "I love everything about you."
Karishma pulled her up, holding her face, and looked into her eyes. Her eyes were brim. "I Love you, too." She whispered before locking her lips with hers.
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"Aaj commissioner sir ne humein bulaya hai," Haseena began. Everyone in her cabin was listening to her attentively.
"Bol rahe thy pichle mission se related kuch discuss karna hai." She added.
"Zarur koi naya mission hoga." Santosh said.
"Maddam sir, main kab mission mein jaane jitni badi hongi?" She asked innocently.
"Uff yeh masumiyat, Santuji, abhi aapko na bahut saare tajurbe ki jarurat hai missionwa ke liye." Cheetah explained it to her.
"Arrey tum log maddam sir ko bolne do," Pushpa ji reprimanded them. "Aap boliye maddam sir."
"Vaise agar koi mission hua toh aap akele nahi jaayengi, maddam sir." Karishma said sternly.
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