My Love and Robo : ) ✅

Chapter - 63

The room was dimly lit, a soft glow from the bedside lamp casting a warm hue over the space. Karishma quietly opened the door, her eyes immediately falling on Haseena, who lay peacefully asleep on one side of the bed. A tender smile curved Karishma's lips as she watched her for a moment, not wanting to disturb her. The gentle rise and fall of Haseena's chest, her hair spread out on the pillow like a dark halo, made her look serene, almost ethereal.

Carefully, Karishma slid under the blanket, making sure not to wake Haseena. She turned her back to her, keeping a respectful distance. She closed her eyes, trying to will herself into sleep, but her mind was restless. She had hoped to spend more time with Haseena tonight, to share the joy of the day, but Nishant had taken up more of her time than she had planned. Annoyance flickered through her, and she muttered a curse under her breath, blaming Nishant for stealing those precious moments from her.

Just as she was about to drift off, Karishma felt a warm hand snake around her waist. A soft gasp escaped her lips as Haseena pulled her closer, wrapping her in a comforting embrace. The heat of Haseena's body against her back was soothing, and the tension Karishma had been holding onto slowly melted away.

"Ek aur zatka dena chahiye tha hume Anth ko, kitna waqt liya usne humara," Haseena's voice, soft and laced with drowsiness, whispered near Karishma's ear.

Karishma chuckled, the sound light and affectionate. She turned in Haseena's arms so that they were face to face, their noses almost touching. "Sorry! Chor dijiye bechare ko," she replied, her voice playful. "Ek zatke se hi itna dara ki bhag gaya bechara. Thoda important baat thi toh der hui."

Haseena smiled, her eyes half-closed as she pressed a tender kiss to Karishma's cheek. "It's ok," she murmured, her voice filled with contentment. "Aapko sab maaf hai. Hum bahut bahut... bahut zyada khush hai aaj, ke hum shabdo mein baya nahi kar sakte."

"Hum bhi," Karishma echoed, her heart swelling with happiness. She watched the joy radiating from Haseena and felt her own smile grow wider. After all the struggles, the heartache, and the uncertainty, Ammi had finally accepted their love. Their relationship, once fragile and full of doubt, was now solidified with the promise of engagement and marriage. The preparations had already begun, and the future they had dreamed of was finally within reach.

"Finaaly Ammi maan gai," Haseena said, her voice tinged with relief. "Uff, hume laga us hospital incident ke baad hum unhe kaise samjhaye ab."

"Hmm," Karishma agreed, though her thoughts were elsewhere. She propped herself up on one elbow, resting her head on her hand as she gazed down at Haseena. There was something that had been nagging at her, a question she couldn't ignore. "Ye sab thik hai," she began, her tone serious yet gentle, "par hume ye bataiye aapko kya hua hai?"

"Hume? Hum thik hai. Aise kyon pooch rahi hai aap?" Haseena's brows furrowed in confusion as she looked up at Karishma.

"Thik hai toh fir sham mein itne se mazak ko serious lene ki wajah kya thi? Uske baad Nishant pe gussa hogai aap? Aur baad mein kitchen mein hume ched rahi thi? Kuch pareshan kar raha hai kya aapko? Ye sab bartav aapke swabhav ke virodh hai. Aap kuch chupa toh nahi rahi?"

Haseena's eyes widened slightly as she sat up in bed, her fingers fidgeting nervously with the hem of the blanket. "Shayad periods ke wajah se mood swings ho rahe hai," she finally admitted, her voice soft and uncertain.

"Pakka?" Karishma's eyes narrowed slightly, still doubtful. "Yah office ka kuch tension? Ap subha keh rahi thi kuch?"

"Woh toh hai hi!" Haseena sighed, the weight of her worries finally breaking through her calm façade. Karishma's heart ached at the sight, and without a word, she gently pulled Haseena back down onto the bed, wrapping her arms around her in a protective embrace.