It was early in the morning when once again chaos arises in the Poddar House. To be specific in the room where our power couple were still sleeping soundly. Skipping their alarms. But they woke up at the sound of Armaan's phone ring. He lazily picked up the call which fortunately was just on the table unlike other days when usually ended up being under the bed.
"Hello... " Armaan's lazy and muffled voice reached Abhira's ears. She woke up. Began to scratch her head. And then started to look for her mobile or watch or anything that could tell her what exactly is the time. She was hoping it's still 5 am. Cause this happiness is always on a different level when you wake up and realise that there's more time left to sleep. When suddenly she flinched at the loud exclamation her husband made.
"Kya? 8 baje? .... Krish majak mat kr.. Abhira utho it's 8 am."
'Haan to isme itna chillane wali kya baat hai 8 hi to baje hai. Kaisa insan hai ye...' she thought to herself. It took her 5 seconds to realise that IT'S 8 AM IN MORNING.
"Kya kaha tumne. Itne jaldi... Aur hamara alarm kaha hai. Tumhari neend kaise nahi khuli Armaan.....
Armaan... Kaha ja rahe ho tum"
She caught him by his nape the moment he was going to enter the bathroom.
"Mujhe pahele Jane do Abhira. Mujhe aaj highcourt pohochana hai." He said while struggling to release himself from her grip.
"Mujhe pehele Jane do Armaan. Mere do client ke sath 9 baje meeting hai." She said with equal emotion.
"Pehele mai utha."
"Ankh pehele meri khuli. Aur waise bhi ladies first hoti hai."
" Then I identify as a woman just for half an hour" he said huffing. She released him, realising that this way they both will be late.
"Waise mere paas ek idea hai. Pucho to bata du."
"Jaldi kaho time nahi hai hamare paas. Let's flip a coin."
"That's out of fashion. Modern problems require modern solutions." He said moving towards her. Then grabbing her waist pulling her in one go. She was just wondering what the hell is he doing at this hour. When he whispered in her ear,
"Let's go inside together."
"Are Abhira... Kya kar rahi ho... Achaa I'm sorry... Are yr lag raha hai mujhe.. acha thik hai tum chali jao."
He began to plead his wife to stop hitting him with whatever she got in her hands whether it be flippers or be it the book on the shelf. She was totally red. Armaan couldn't understand whether she was blushing or was just angry.
"Yaha time ka andaza nahi lag raha. Aur aashiqui sujh rahi hai inhe. Abhi waqt Kam pad gaya. Kisi din fursat se milna tum" She said while opening her cupboard with a bang and began to search for her clothes. She looked demented. Armaan what can I say, was too afraid to say anything.
After 15 min they both went down. Only God knows how the hell they both managed to be ready within 15 minutes.
"Maa... Maa Aaj breakfast nahi hoga hum chalte hai." Armaan said while fixing his watch with another hand.
Meanwhile Abhira who was wearing her shoes said, "Haa maa, Aaj Armaan ko highcourt ke liye nikalna hai. Aur mujhe clients se milne Jana hai."
"To tum dono ko subha jaldi uthane mai maut ati hai kya?" Dadisa asked. Utterly shocked with their behaviour.
"Nahi Dadisa Aaj ankh hi nahi khuli. Sach mai." Armaan spoke.
"Koi bahana nahi chalne wala. Chup chap dono yaha baitho aur breakfast krke jao." Dadisa stated.
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Mahiraa: The untamed love
FanfictionThis story begins after abhimaan's marriage. To know about the former story you can watch the show.. The characters are not mine. It's just a work of fiction. All credit goes to their respective owners.
