Today they are leaving for mussoorie.
They took dadi sa's blessings.
Dadi sa : sambhal kar jaana aur phone kar dena pohoch kar yaad se.
They nodded.
Pari was in Vidya's arms.
Vidya : ab kuch dino tak humara mann hi nahi lagega humari gudiya ke bina.
Madhav : haa, pura din iske aage peeche kaise nikal jaata hai pata hi nahi chalta.
Manisha : abhira photos bhejte rehna.
She nodded.
Kiara : bhaiya please jaldi aa jaana hum cutie ke bina zyada time nahi reh payenge.
Armaan : abhira humare jaane se inhe koi fark nahi padh raha hai, pari jaa rahi hai bass ussi ki padi hai.
Abhira : haa, hume koi miss nahi karega.
Madhav : bass nautanki, dhyan se jaana.
They nodded.
Armaan took pari.
Armaan : let's go baby, aapki pehli trip apne mumma papa ke sath.
She smiled.
Vidya : apna aur humari gudiya ka dhyan rakhna.
They bid goodbye and left.
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They reached mussoorie after a long flight.
And then drove towards her home.
They entered the house, abhira was feeling nostalgic.
Abhira : see baby, yeh aapki Nani ka ghar hai, dekho.
She pointed at akshara's photo.
Armaan smiled.
Armaan : pura ghar baad mein dikhana aaram se abhi dono fresh ho jao aur rest karo main lunch order karta hu phir shaam ko resort chalenge.
Abhira : nahi pehle pari ko khila du, aur haa lunch order mat karo, ghar ka saaman order karo main banaungi.
Armaan : fine, tum fresh ho jao main khila deta hu, aur saaman bhi order kar deta hu.
Abhira : pakka..
He nodded and took her.
Abhira : aati hu main.
He nodded.
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Armaan laid sleeping pari on the bed and covered her with the duvet.
He kissed her forehead and kept pillows around her.
He turned and saw abhira coming out of the bathroom in wet hair.
He was mesmerized seeing her, everything faded around him.
Abhira : so gayi.
He came out of his world.
Armaan : umm..haa...
She smiled and moved towards vanity.
She stood in front of the mirror, her damp hair cascading down to her waist as she worked the hair dryer through the strands.
The soft hum of the dryer filled the room, a soothing background noise as she focused on drying her hair.
Lost in her own world, she suddenly felt a pair of eyes on her, a tingling sensation running down her spine. She turned and saw Armaan standing there, his gaze intense and unwavering.
Her heart skipped a beat as she met his eyes, a wave of nervousness washing over her.
He stepped closer, his presence enveloping her as he reached out to take the hair dryer from her hands.
He gently placed it back on the dresser, his touch sending shivers down her arm. His fingers trailed along her skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake.
She closed her eyes, savoring the sensations that his touch evoked in her.
Feeling emboldened, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on her shoulder, the sudden contact sending a rush of goosebumps over her skin.
Her body tingled with excitement as his lips moved to her neck, planting wet kisses that made her gasp in pleasure.
She gripped the edge of the chair, her knuckles turning white as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her.
His hands moved to the back of her dress, deftly undoing the knots with a practiced ease. He tied it.
His fingers brushed against her bare back, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.
She felt a mix of vulnerability and desire as he took the earrings and carefully placed them on her ears, his lips grazing her earlobe in a tantalizing gesture.
Turning her around, he lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. His eyes held a mixture of tenderness and longing as he slid a pair of bangles onto her wrists, his touch lingering on her skin.
Her heart raced as he drew closer, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead, a gesture of love and reverence.
Just as the moment seemed to stretch into eternity, the sudden sound of the doorbell shattered the intimacy.
She pushed Armaan lightly, a playful grin on her face.
Abhira : Jaake darwaza kholo.
she said her eyes twinkling with mischief. He frowned in a mock protest before making his way to the door.
With a contented smile, she walked over to pari and sat beside her.
She bent down and brushed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
He entered the room,
Armaan : saaman aa gaya hai.
Abhira : hmm, tum baitho iske pass main banati hu.
He nodded.
She was going out but then,
She kissed his cheek, before he could catch her she ran away, he chuckled.
