Hotty Naughty

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..Kya jaane tu mere irade
Le jayunga saanse churake..

Arup's pov

I placed the utensils and the bowls of rice, curry and chicken on the dinning table. I looked towards the sofa to call Mimi. But she is not here. I frowned my eyebrows and looked towards our bedroom. The door is locked. Is Mimi there!?

Before I knocked on the door. She came out.

"Kya kar rahi thi ajao. 10 baaj chuke hain dinner bhi karna hain."

"Hm" she hummed in response and sat on the chair.

I take a sit beside her and I served the food to both of us. But she is eating slowly.

"Abhi bhi naraz ho gharwalo se!"

I looked towards her. But there is no sadness on her face instead of nervousness. Why she is nervous!

I placed my hand on her thigh. She trembles under my touch.

"Kuch huwa hain?" I asked again with more concern.

"Wo..wo mujhe khana hain abhi bad mein baat karenge." She stop and again said.  "Aap apna hath hathayiye"

"Kya!!" I asked her to make sure what I am hearing is right.

"Aapka hath. Hathayiye"

I looked towards my hand which is on her thigh and then remove it. I take a deep breath and focused on the food. I know something is wrong.

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After cleaning the dinning table I looked towards our bedroom closed door. Definitely something is wrong.

I opened the door of our bedroom and here she is wearing a beutiful saree.

The whole event on the dinning area started blurring on my mind

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The whole event on the dinning area started blurring on my mind.

My current focus is only on my wife who is looking like mine.

And then I look our whole room.

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