Two bestfriends
Two broken hearts
One Unforeseen Marriage
Will they ever fall in love or is this going to be another heartbreak for them?
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"What should I wear?" I muttered, under my breath as I rummaged through my luggage.
"How can you be this confused even after packing a million outfits?" Naina asked, with a scoff.
I turned around to look at her and found her picking some stuff from the bed. Zoro was standing on our bed, wagging his tail while holding a toy in his mouth, looking at Naina, eagerly.
She took the toy from his mouth and threw it to the other side of the room, causing our over-energetic pup to dash towards it.
How is he always so energetic? He literally just played with GD.
I chuckled looking at him dart towards the toy then getting distracted by a potted plant as soon as he reached the other side of the room, totally forgetting about his toy's existence.
Gadha.
(Donkey.)
"Don't eat the plant, Zoro. Tum doggie toh gaiya nhi." Naina said, looking at him, amusingly.
(You're a dog, not a cow.)
My gaze then wandered towards her. The white coloured dress hanging over her right forearm instantly caught my attention, causing a slow smile to emerge on my lips.
Problem solved.
I turned back around and started searching for the white suit I had packed.
Once I found it, I withdrew it from the bag and held it with both my hands, looking at it with a triumphant grin.
"Perfect." I mumbled, satisfied.
"Karliya copy?" Naina's playful voice reverberated in the room.
(Are you done copying?)
I suppressed a sheepish smile, a little surprised about getting caught red-handed. I stood up with the outfit sprawling over my forearm, and turned towards her, a playful smile gracing my lips.
She was standing with her arms folded, looking at me with a roguish expression.
"Yes, Ma'am." I said, smugly as I started walking towards her.
"Sharam karle thodi." She said, in a playful voice, her eyes glimmering with amusement.
(Have some shame.)
I reached the bed and placed the suit's cover on it, then raised my gaze to look at her. A wave of playfulness engulfed my mind as I saw her amused expression staring back at me, making me feel a little more audacious than usual.
"Biwi ke saath match krne me kaisi sharam?" I asked, with a faint playful smile, taking a step closer to her.
(What's the need for shame in matching with your wife?)
Kya kar rha hai, Bhai?
(What are you doing, brother?)
"Jab biwi nahi thi tab konsi sharam thi tujhme?" She asked, arching her brow, airily.
