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Mishti :)

Last night I slept in Abir's arm in the swing while watching Ahan and his parents, but today when I woke up I found myself in Abir's arm but on the bed.. It's 6:30 in the morning, my brothers will come here to take me to Agarwal mansion as per rituals.. I will stay there for three days and then Abir will go to pick me up.. I was excited as hell ..

"Abir, get up.. " I shook him, but he turned towards the other side and slept. I let out a deep breath, he would never wake up before 8:00 am and moreover we both slept late at night because we both were busy discussing about our future kids and sleepless nights. Abir told me that there are two types of sleepless nights which the married couples go through..

One is the sleepless nights after marriage where you make out with your partner , so you sleep late at night .. And the other one is the results of former sleepless nights, babies.. It made me laugh, but it's true!

There's no benefit of wasting my energy on him and trying to wake him when he would not. So I decided to complete my morning work first, otherwise I would be late.. I took a bath, washed my hair and as I was going to my house, I decided to wear a yellow saree.. I was wearing a backless blouse and my hair was wet.. So I decided to distract a sleepy Abir with my drama..

I pulled down the pallu a little while showing my cleavage and tucked the end part of the pallu near my stomach.. Taking my wet hair to one side I started drying it with the towel in front of him, I flipped my hair deliberately.. The water droplets fell on his face.. "Mishti, don't disturb me! " My jaw dropped, he didn't even look at me and turned towards the other side.. I threw the towel and climbed on the bed..

I put half of my weight on his chest and cupped his cheek.. "I will leave for my house in an hour, get up soon, " I said, my hair was falling on his neck.. "Hmm.. I will.. Now let me sleep! " He pushed me to a side, my face got pressed against a pillow. Grabbing a long pillow to his embrace he held it tightly and slept. I flared my nose in anger, taking my phone I clicked his picture and sent it to himself..

#WifeIsJealousOfAPillow
#TakingWifeForGranted
#DontTalkToWife
#BecauseWifeIsAngry

I then clicked a selfie of mine from the upper angle, from this angle my cleavage, my messed up pallu, my wet hair, my bare belly and my pout was visible. I sent it to him..

#IgnoringSuchPrettyHotWifeForACottonPillow
#WifeWantJustice

I put my phone inside the purse and started getting ready.. I didn't disturb him anymore because it's been ages of him running behind me, married couples need to spice up things between them to keep their life entertaining.. I drew an angry emoji on paper and pasted it on the mirror.. I placed a kiss on his cheek and went downstairs.. My three brothers have arrived and they were having breakfast..

"Heyyyy! " I started running towards them, Mivaan bhai stood up and took me in a bone crushing hug.. "How are you? " He asked me after breaking our, "First class! " I hugged Maanvir bhai and Mrinal bhai as well.. I sat with them for breakfast, "Abir is sleeping? " Aunty asked me, I nodded.. "Wait, I will call him, " she was about to go upstairs, but I denied..

"Let him sleep, " I said, she looked at me in confusion and nodded.. "Mishti Rajvansh is in a mood to do kalesh, " Ruhaan commented, I grinned playfully.. "Hey, baby ahan is awake to say bye bye to her one and only chachiiiiiii! " Ruhani bhabi came towards me holding him in his arms, I became excited.. Bhabi placed him in my arms, "Hey pookie, miss me... I will come super soon, " I placed a kiss on his cheek, "Bhai can you click a picture of us? I don't have a picture with him.. "

Mivaan bhai agreed to click a picture, I kissed him on his cheek for the second time and he clicked it.. I handed the baby to her and side hugged her.. After taking maa papa's blessing I left with my brothers.. I sent the picture from bhai's phone to mine.. And then sent it from my own phone to Abir..

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