48|Stealing The Morning

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"Haammm...this is cool!" She smiled fully and relished her morning tea.

Suraj had the worst night he had ever had because of his brother. Ashok had gone on talking about Ishita and the way she became nervous in his presence. "She might have been irritated. Don't think high of yourself Ashok. Not every woman is like Shagun. Aur waise bhi, Shagun's background was different and Ishita's...she has everything...money, job, kids, a great family and I must say...Raman Bhalla is handsome than you are! So just...stop dreaming like a lovesick puppy!" He warned him but Ashok was nowhere to be listening.

"Chchodo man, you always talk like this. I admit, situations are different and back then, it was about Raman and I felt so sad for Shagun that she had ended up with a nerd, a useless man... Maybe Ishita...she's happy with what she have. But...I'm not bhai...I'm not happy at all. And you get one thing, that, whatever Raman Bhalla would do...I don't care...! This is all about Ishita. Lekin...aaj toh usne mere saath achcha nahi kiya." Ashok has gritted just before passing out.

"Why always only Raman's wives obsess him?" Suraj mused looking at his brother's sleeping form. "I've to do something before he gets trapped in another affair, woh bhi ek shaadi shuda aurat ke saath!" He determined.

Waking up in her arms was something happens once a while, nowadays. It has become his dream and he savored that feeling of enjoying the moments in her proximity, feeling the cool breeze of early morning, like her first child, probably a devilish one. Hearing her impish murmuring that their kids have gone for walking and must be in their morning study session before starting their day's pranks, he could not help nuzzling her chest closer.

"Aur kya...?" His gaze had hers captive for eternity as she found it hard to voice out anything. "I was trying to tell you something from last evening...but...I couldn't..." He said lying over her, keeping his hand on either side of her head.

"Mujhe bhi kuch..." She trailed of feeling his lips grazing past her eyes.

"First me..."

"Ladies first Raman."

"Zamana badal gaya madam...Gents first."

"Kuch bhi...!"

"I had a shouting match with Lambu!" He said in a go without taking the matter further into a fight.

"What!" she raised her head in shock, hitting it on his chin.

"Ouch!" He rolled back andshe was quick enough to caress his face lovingly while her eyes narrowed at his nonchalant ones.

"Why...why did you have an argument with him...?" She queried.

"Actually...erm...he came to office and was talking about some partnership...I was kind of...I mean...why should I have a partnership with that bas***d?" He groaned.

"Hmm...You did right. But you shouldn't provoke him Raman. You know he's a bad guy and I'm scared of him. He came to clinic last day and was...talking wei-rd. Mujhe kuch samajh hi nahi ayi...!" She said getting off the bed.

"What did he say?" He followed her when she opened the balcony door and stood there.

He wounded his arms around her waist from behind and dropped tiny kisses on her neck while she said caressing the back of his palm. "I didn't get a word. I asked him not to bother me again."

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