Part 7

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"let's go.." Karan declared still holding his newly drunk wedded wife and walked towards the car while police took care of Palash

The inspector asked her to stay with Karan and be there tomorrow for further investigation..

karan settled on the rear seat with Tripura... Vishal hit the road while Karan passed out soon after..

"Hi..." Vishal tried starting a conversations

"Hello!" She replied in a soft voice

"I am Vishal by the way.." He introduced while waiting for her to say something...

"I am Tripura Sundari Nagrajan.." She said in a feeble voice...

Vishal took in few seconds to memorize her name.. And made a mental note to check on her

"He is Karan Khanna... You may know him.." He further talked

After a brief silent she spoke "then I am Tripura Karan Khanna!" she was shocked with her own confession.. She felt safe.. This car felt safer.. Its her womanly instinct that made her feel safe with these two..

her confession made Vishal silent..

"Trip.. Tipur.. Tirupu!.." Karan wobbled in his half sleepy state.. While throwing his body weight on her shoulder... Making her conscious of his actions

"itna ajeeb naam!.. Ta... Ti.. Tirumala Karan Khanna!" He kept on wobbling... The alcohol taking a toll on him

He addressed her as his wife!.. That made her heart flutter

"why is this car not moving straight!.. Why is it moving like a boat.." He looked around.. "are we in a boat or car? Huh?.. Tell me na tir.. Tirup.." He nudged her

"car" she felt like throwing up with his over alcoholic cologne but his innocent eyes held her Captive...

"in a car on a boat!?" He asked like a child with a pout

"we are on road..." She couldn't help but smile at the innocence running through his eyes.. Somewhere kept hidden within the rawness of his mature self

He snuggled more into her collarbone while a shiver ran through her self... his lips touched her skin and then he rested his cheek at the same spot..

"why are you not sitting stable!" He asked while she checked her self.. She was fixed to the door by him.. His whole weight on her and she if wanted cant even move a muscle.. He had her left arm in his hands and he was snuggling more in her crook...

"are you tipsy or I am!" He chuckled and she smiled... His bulk body was warm.. To good kind of warm.. She didn't felt cringe Creping her but she felt warm inside her heart.. After months she felt safe...

"your sweat too smells better than any perfume!" He smiled.. She was so Embarrassed.. But blushed nevertheless.. He is every hero she have guessed! Wooing a lady in his drunk state too.. How will he be in his sober self she thought for a while

He got up suddenly "vishal gadhe.. Can't you see your bhabhi is sweating.. Turn the damn ac!" He ordered and again rested his cheek on her crook...

"My tipsy!" He whispered while finally sliping into a slumber..

Vishal turned ac and was deep in his thoughts.. Is it possible to find such lady in this world!.. Who is she!.. How she ended up here was the question... His friend just married this lady... God knows if she is even single!.. Is she married.. Does she have kids! No one knows .. But his heart whispered she is the missing piece of his friends life!..

Tipsy Topsy marriage! (Completed)जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें