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----Meera's POV---

I was finally home but by doctors order I was to stay with bed rest for a week.

And then there's Hussain who added another week.

I decided to get up and do something.

It was around lunch time so I decided to make lunch. If I only knew where everyone went.

"Madam yeh kitchen hai," I heard Hussain say a bit later.

"I know that," I said.

"Then why are you here?" He asked.

"Hussain, why are people normally in a kitchen?" I asked.

"Too cook or eat. And you should be getting rest," he said.

"I'm tired of that stupid bed," I said.

"It's not even comfortable,"Shehry added joining us.

"Better than yours," Hussain said.
----Hussain's POV---
"Here, let me help you out," Arushi said.

"Bhabi is larki koh bolo that she needs," I complained.

"Kohn larki?" Bhabi asked.

"Yeh," I said.

"She has a name you know," Bhabi said.

"She does? Since when?" I asked sarcastically.

"Babe, tum kiska mu lag rahi ho,"Shehry said.

"Relax,"she said.

"Acha teek hai. Meera kho bolo," I said.

"Nahi, asa nahi,"Shehry said. "Tum apni wife koh pyar sa bolo."

"Tum boltha ho bhabi kha saath pyar sai?" I asked.

Before he could answer I said, "Tom and Jerry jasa rishta hai aap kha."

"Jealous?" Shehry asked.

"Jea...jeal...I'm not jealous!" I said.

"Acha ji?" He asked.

"Ji," I said and left from there.

----Shehry's POV---

"Kyu bachra koh thang kar raha ho?" Arushi asked.

"Bachra?" I questioned. "Yeh tumha bachra lagtha hai?"

She nodded.

"Meera, please excuse us," I said.

I'm sure she was being entertained.

"Abh bolo kya kham tha, that you had to bring me here," Arushi asked.

"You took his side," I pouted.

She laughed at that.

"Toh?" She asked.

"Hhhhaaawaww, toh yeh baath hai," I said.

"Shehry, relax. Just having fun," she said.

"Hhhmmm okay," I said wrapping my arms around her.

"What're you doing? Someone will see," she said.

"So? We're married," I said.

"Shehry leave m.." she was saying but I interrupted her by kissing her.

"You may go," I said.

"Pagal," she said.

"Ya. Tumhara pagal," I said.

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