M late dis tym....!!
Ws busy reading an interesting sandhir ff by saffi...."Thorns of lover"
So got totally engrossed in it...
Apart frm passionate writer m a passionate reader too...°°°°°°°°°°
Rd went up to change wid a poker face...
Yes he ws angry...
Hell angry on her..
It ws hs fav shirt...
It ws first tym he wore it ..
But sanyus childish act ruined it completely...Sanyu yeh kya kiya tunne...sanyu mumbled to herself biting hr nails...
Moving to n fro in d living area looking constantly at der bedroom...Pagal....thoda dhire nahi hug kr sakti thi....idiot....sanyu ws blabbering herself...
Ab woh mujhse phir se ghussa ho gaye...she bite hr nails...
Ab manau kaise...
Aaee...god ji...Main hi kyu aapko humesha milti hun....humesha rd k gusse ka shikaar main hi hoti hun...
Aapne koi promise lii hai mujhe unke gusse ka shikaar banane ka..
Aaaah!! Ab kya karu...mummyyy....she rubbed her temple in frustration...
While she ws blabbering wid self she didnt realised dat rd left for office changing hs shirt....
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At evening rd came home....
Sanyu ws in washroom...She didnt knew he ws in room...
Rd came all exhausted n sat on d bed....Something caught hs attention...
Loosening hs tie he took d bag...
It ws gift wrapped...To Randhir....d note read...wid a smiling smiley...
It didnt took him tym to recognize her writing...
He opened d packet ...
It ws a white linen shirt..
Not same as rds favorite but evn dis one ws superb...
He liked d shirt in first instance...A smile crept on hs angry face...
He found a hand made card beside d bag...
He took it....
N read it..."I m sorry....phir se aisa nahi hoga....promise...kaan pakadke...puppy face..."
SanyuktaD card ws beautifully decorated...
Indeed she ws a nice artist....rd thought...Now his anger ws completely vanished looking at her efforts to manofy him...
He heart d click sound of door...
Indicating sanyu coming out of d loo...She gulped...
Godji bacha lena...she prayed in mind...
She ws scared of rds anger...She slowly came in frnt of him...
Fear clearly seen on her face...Rd smiled inwardly looking at her expressions...
He decided to play a prank ..Woh...woh....woh...sanyu stammered playing wid her top..not able to speak a word...
Rd maintained a poker face...
Woh....maine aapka shirt....5 baar dhoya....she chipped showing her five fingers...
Apne haath se...par stains nahi nikal rahe....she made a sad face...
He chuckled inwardly...
Sanyu u r such a baby....he mentally chipped still wid a neutral face ..Yeh dekho....mere haath rough ho gaye....actually kabhi kapde dhoye nahi naa....she made a pout..
Rd so wanted to kiss her pout but controlled himself somehw...
He wanted to tease her...He ignored her n went to washroom widout sparing a glance at her...
Whn rd entered d washroom he saw foam everywhere...
It means she ws washing hs shirt now also....
He felt bad to give her cold treatment...
He decided to tell her dat hez playing around but before he cud say nything....he heard her sobbings....
She ws again in her cry baby mode....
he groaned...n ws nervous dat hw will he handle her dis tym.....He sighed....
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