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Haseena was practically red due to the proximity they were sharing...he was thinking about her reaction if she gets to know that all this is not going to happen...but didn't realise his position..a few inches more and their lips would meet.
"Anubhav, h-hum duty par hain", she whispered barely, after gathering enough courage.
Her sentence broke his reverie...he took a step back and smiled gently...
HM- ah, hum aa jayenge aapko pick karne kal...aap ready rahiyega...(Nervously)
AS- ji...(Smiling inwardly at her reddened face)
She saluted him and went...
"Aap pakka theek haina, Anubhav?", Haseena asked worriedly, finding him lost in deep thoughts for the second time.
AS- haan? Haan, hum theek hain..aapne kapde decide kar liye?
HM- ji nahi, aap bata hi nahi rahe aapka favourite color kya hai...(Grumpily)
He chuckled...how would he live without seeing that cute face of hers, his conscience said.
AS- Hamara pasandeeda rang gyaat hina chahiye aapko...
HM- umm..blue? Hamara favourite blue hai.....aur aapki personal car bhi blue hai toh humne guess kiya...
AS- blue galat nahi hai, parantu khaki se upar koi rang priya nahi hai humein...(Smilingly)
She looked at him with a proud smile..
HM- par ab khaki lehenga nahi haina inke paas...ek kaam karte hain, aapki sherwani khaki banvane ko boldenge hum Karishma se kehkar...(Happily)
She turned and proceeded to dig into the pile of beautiful shiny lehengas...while he looked at her...just adored her, how she pouted her lips when she didn't find anything exciting...how a little strand of her hair always disturbed her face and how carefree she is when she is with him. His heart drowned in guilt, even by the thought of betraying her again...
"Bhaiya, ye pakdo na", he heard a little boy near him and looked at the Indian flag in his hand..he held it and the boy tied his shoelace...Anubhav smiled sadly...the flag symbolized his duty towards his motherland....and it was always his number one priority. The boy took the flag and went....Anubhav took a deep breath. He had to make her hate him.
"Chalein?", he hear Haseena say...he looked at her hands, there was nothing..
AS- aapne kuch nahi liya?
HM- kuch pasand nahi aaya..hum baad me le lenge kabhi...waise bhi abhi ek hafta hai...abhi aap hamare sath ice-cream khane chalenge?(Asked cutely, Clinging to his arm)
AS- Haseena ji, hum thak gaye hain...ghar jaa sakte hain?
Her smile faltered a little, but she nodded, putting it up again...his heart ached after bursting the balloon of her excitement...but he was helpless.
She was driving...talking about random things occured to her during the day, while he had his own things running in his sub- consious. She paused, trying to gauge the reaction at her recent anecdote, but he was unresponsive, to her dismay.
HM- aap sunn bhi rahe hain hum kya bol rahe hain?(A little irritably)
AS- har waqt keval aapki hi nahi sunn sakte hum!(He shouted, shocking her)...sau aur kaam hote hain humein, kitni meetings hoti hain dinbhar mein...aur aap chahti hain hum sab side me rakhke aapki bakwaas sunein?!(Angrily)
Tears threatened to appear in her coffee-brown orbs...but it was pretty much visible that she was controlling her urge to bring them up. She fell silent...and stopped the vehicle directly at his doorstep. He silently got down and she went ahead...he looked at the retreating figure of her vehicle and sighed...
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Recreations!💕
ФанфикшнSome Recreations of the episodes having our fav, AnuSeena!!❤✨ I felt this should be a separate book..not in my Short Stories..!!💕 Do shower the same amount of love on this one too!!🤗❤ PS : Suggested by my bro ji!✨ @-moongurl
