Ishq In The Air

Tere Liye [VI]

"Kiara, where is my shirt?" Reyan's voice boomed in the room, as he sat urgently tapping his foot on the ground.

"It's ironed and kept in the Closet" his wife's muffled voice came, making him crane his neck all the way to the closet.

He slowly stood up and walked towards the door, stopping infront of her. "You've been inside for 15 minutes, what are you doing?"

Kiara groaned. "I can't decide what to wear. I've no clothes!"

Looking at the huge pile of clothes in the closet and a few lying on the ground, he dragged his eyes to her, and raised his eyebrow in mockness. "Might check the floor"

"Hey! I already wore these. I've no new ones" She protested.

"Why do you need new ones when you've washing machine?" He quirked his lips and Kiara's lips thinned in a straight line.

"That's what you came up with, professor?" She challenged.

"I can give more lessons" he smirked, his tone teasing.

"I didn't ask you!" Hiding her embarrassment, she turned and started surfing through the pile of clothes.

Reyan watched her amused, as she would find a pant whose shirt is missing, or a kurti whose pant is missing. He laughed when she buried her face in the clothes and growled.

Sitting down beside her, he lifted up a few dresses, examining them until a certain dress caught his eye. "Hey! I don't think you wore this"

Kiara glanced at the dress and her expression softened. "I did."

"I don't think so. I never saw you in this" he frowned. "I would've remembered"

She bit her lips, a smile threatening to take over her lips. "I wore this when you weren't here. You were in Goa"

He nodded slowly, and then handed it to her. "You can wear this, if you ask me"

Kiara freezed in her position. Her eyes widened a little as she looked at him. "You want me to wear this?"

He opened his mouth to speak but then went at loss for words. "Nevermind"

"No!" She held his hand, "I will wear this. Just say you want me to" Her smile widened when he looked away with a tiny smile of his own.

"Fine. I wanna see you in this" He muttered , "Or in nothing" the next words were whispered, not for his wife to hear.

"Okay!" She stood up in excitement and exited the room.

He watched her leave with a soft smile. His smile froze when he stared at the huge pile of clothes that layed in front of him.

"Hey! You need to arrange this! Kiara!!!" Reyan's words got no answer as Kiara disappeared to get ready.

Sighing, he rolled up his sleeves and started arranging the clothes.

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"Dad is so gonna be pissed!" Kiara exclaimed horrified, running her hands through her neatly combed hair.

"I don't think so" Reyan took a turn, his eyes on the road as he patted her thigh to calm her down.

"He will! We are one hour late!"

He glanced at his wife and found her chewing out her nails. "Relax! Give him an excuse, he won't mind"

"You don't know how he gets when someone isn't punctual" She grumbled, tapping her foot. "Especially me! He always wanted me home on time after college"