This Love story Revolves around Haseena Malik and Karishma Singh along with the Robot MIRA . It's a KareEna Love story check out Chapter 1 to get more insight!
In the dimly lit kitchen, the soft hum of the gas stove was the only sound until Haseena reached out, placing her hand gently over Karishma's. Her touch, warm and comforting, gave silent permission, a gesture of trust. Karishma, sensing the unspoken invitation, let her hand moved further, sliding under Haseena's t-shirt, exploring the soft curves with a delicate reverence. Her heart raced as she leaned in closer, her breath brushing against Haseena's skin, ready to bury her face in the inviting valley of the V-neck.
But just as her lips hovered near, Haseena's hand gently pressed against her shoulder, halting her. "Kuch jalne ki boo nahi aa rahi?" Haseena's voice was calm, but a faint smile played on her lips, as if teasing Karishma in this tender moment. She sniffed the air dramatically, and Karishma groaned in frustration.
"Tchh... tchh... aap humey thode taane kam dengi aur pyaar karegi?" Karishma muttered, annoyance creeping into her voice as the moment slipped away.
"Arey hum tana nhi de rahe aapko...",Haseena, ready to defend herself, suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Her eyes flicked towards the gas stove. In a flash, she moved, her body leaving Karishma's warmth as she rushed to turn it off. "Maggie gayi Meherban!" she exclaimed in a worried tone, staring at the slightly burnt noodles in the kadai.
Karishma, far less concerned about the food than the moment they had shared, let out a groan, her irritation clear. "Aapko Maggie ki padhi hai..." she muttered, crossing her arms with a huff.
Haseena, still focused on the maggie, retort, grinned as she poured more water into the pot. "Aur nahi toh kya? Bhook toh hume lagti thi na," she teased, poking fun at Karishma's impatience. The Maggie, though slightly burnt, were still salvageable.
"Haan, per hum—" Karishma began, only to be cut off.
"Pata hai, pata hai... aap hume khane mein itni busy thi ki bhook lagne ka yaad hi nahi raha na! Ab khaiye, jali hui Maggie!" Her teasing tone was as light as ever, a habit Karishma both loved and hated in moments like these.
