Part 70

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harsh was about to mouth something. When his words blended in the oblivion by the sudden advent of seasoned footsteps and a familiar smell in his room.

Sanyukta turned around and looked at randhir briefly.

She took few steps back , " dad aapse akele mein baat karni hai !" randhir mouthed walking inside.

" pa paani lau! Sir!" sanyukta stammered.

Randhir chose to avoid her , she walked out of his room.

When randhir started , " this marriage is a burden for me!" he lied.

" its not a burden for her!" harsh winked.
Randhir looked away.

It has been 14 since his dream cane TRUE but he couldn't acknowledge it for an unknown fear.
randhir hugged his dad.

" mujhe use divorce Dena hai!" he pouted.
" phir mujhe rasgulle khane hai!" harsh smirked.

Randhir shook his head ,
" office kyun nhi jaane de raha halwewali ko pappu??" harsh frowned.

" mujhe nhi jaane Dena use wahan !" randhir snorted.

never in his wildest dreams he wanted rehan to cast his nasty gaze on his wife.

" rehan se darrrtaaa hai..!?" harsh joked.

But it stung randhir where it pained the most.
" bohot !" writhed his heart.

" aapkaa khanaa laga dun sir!" sanyukta mouthed as he walked inside there room.

Randhir looked at her properly , " dinner kyun skip kiyaa aajjj" he unbuttoned his shirt
Sanyukta shook her head and place his jeans and tracks on his palm.

" mere se kya gussa sir ! " she cried out.


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