Promises That We will Keep

Chapter 9

New update

There is a cute love moment for my dear friend, my dear hunny
Husna12mehra...😍😍😘😘😘

Dear friends thank you for voting and commenting....😘😘😘

Love you all❤❤😍😘😘

Happy Reading

After the handshake, I pick my mobile from the table and save the recording.

"Send me the video of our promises and yeah, I already made our group on Whatsapp" He says from the bed still looking at mobile.

"Okay, I'm sending. Why are you on horse?" I ask him irritatedly

"Baby, I'm not on horse, it's that I want do everything ASAP" he says in his arrogant voice.

This guy has some serious issues.

"Oh My God, Kabir How dare you name our group as SOS?" I say seeing hi from him in this SOS group. Seriously SOS?

"It's nice name which came from my intelligent head so don't pressure your cooker" he says still not leaving the sight of his mobile.

Di...did he actually called my head cooker?

Yes,he definitely did

How dare he?

Don't ask me fool, go ask him

What the hell? I'm talking to myself when he clearly insulted me.

"Kabir, how dare you called my head cooker?"

But he doesn't reply, I walked to him and stand beside him, I stare him but that doesn't bother him because he is very eagerly busy in his mobile.

So, I don't have any other option.
I snatch his mobile from his hand.

"What?" Finally he says something

I repeat my question once again "How dare you called my head cooker?"

"I didn't" he shakes his head while denying me.

"You did"

"No, I can't say that cooker will feel bad" he says with very serious expressions.

"How dare you? I hate you" I take pillow from bed and beat him with that.

He trys to ditch my beat but I'm experienced in this because of Bru so, I keep beating him.

"Sorry Sorry Soory" he holds my wrist "I'm really sorry, I was kidding" when he says sorry sensorially, I forgive him.

"It's okay" I say and pull my hand from his hold. I sit beside him "But Seriously SOS?" I ask looking down at my lap where my both hands are settled.

"Annie" he says my name and turns towards me, than he lifts my face by holding my chin with his two figures, I look at his eyes they are black as always.

"What is SOS's full form?" He asks me like I'm five years old

"Save Our Soul" I say simply avoiding his eyes, they make me feel something which I can't point out, something which I never felt, I make me feel odd perhaps.

"Yeah, this term is use for indicating that someone needs help and when we feel lonely, sad, angry etcetera we need someone, with whom we can talk, take out our frustration, our pain, our loneliness, with whom we can share our feelings.
That time we will message in this group so, basically it is a SOS moment" he says so politely that I feel I'm no longer his wife, he is treating me like I'm his daughter.