Samaina SS: Hum Aapke Hai Kaun (On Hold)

Ch.4: Bin Sajna Ke Mane Na

Please take note that this update onwards the story will have extremely mature elements. And will also differ a bit from my story on India Forums. 

Sameer and Munna stood perplexed at the door as their respective women ran around with what seemed to be heaps of ribbons, shirts, and dupattas.

"Munna yaar tu thik kehta tha. Lagta hai Naina mein Nainadevi aa gayi hai." Sameer spoke softly when Naina looked at him with a frustrated look as if she was screaming and calling him useless names inside her head. Which she probably was.

"Bhai tera toh samajh aa raha hai kyonki ladai hui hai tumhari lekin meri wali mein yeh mata ka bhoot kabse aa gaya?" Munna spoke as he looked at Swati glaring at him.

"yaar woh meriwali ke saath rehkar aadat padgayi hai bhabhi ko." Sameer whispered, careful only they could hear. "humari aise daal nahi galne wali. Humme alag karna hoga inhe warna ek doosre ke saath rehkar inka gussa bas badhna hai." Also I just want Naina alone and all to myself. She needs to be taught a lesson that she couldn't just kiss the living daylights out of him and walk away like that.

"Naina! Sailiji kahan hai?" He asked, going towards her and automatically adjusting the weight of her heap into his arms. She handed it to him and went off to the kitchen without uttering a word; giving Sameer the chance to be alone with her. The gears of his brain went into an overdrive as he made a plan to send Swati and Munna away. 

"Dekh FWP maan ja na yaar sorry. Promise kal se roz sone se pehle phone karunga." Munna spoke as he sat down to help Swati fold clothes. 

"Munnaji.." she spoke looking at him with love making him melt. "Aaye haye kahiye ji." Munna spoke as a slight blush embraced his cheeks. 

"Kapde toh theek se teh nahi kar sakte bade aaye promise nibhane wale!" Swati yelled at him, pulling out a folded silk shirt from his hands which now was covered in wrinkles. 

"Aaye Pandit tu kahe tu mai woh bhi seekh jaunga. Chal na date par chal toh mere saath. Aisa gussa na kar." Munna spoke grabbing a hold of her hand which Swati immediately smacked. 

"Date par chalun? Shakal dekhi hai apni? Bandar kahin ke." She said in an admonishing but the blush of her cheeks gave her away. Munna knew he had almost won the batter because Swati had used her 'gharwali' tone. Any minute and he would take her out. 

"Munna!" Sameer called him making Swati puff up her mouth and Munna scowl at the interruption. 

"Kya hai bhai? Dekh ab tu ponga mat ban na. Tu meri bhabhi ke saath romance kar aur mujhe teri bhabhi ke saat romane karne de. Bahut gussa hai yaar woh. Pata nahi kyun magar ekdum fuljhadi bani baithi hai." Munna whispered to Sameer as he took him to the side. 

The two men shivered as they felt the glares of their respective women bore into their backs. 

"Dekh munna usika upaye hai. Tu yeh le meri bike ki chaabi. Bhabhi ko bike ride par leja aur propose karde. Aur sun chaabi na kal lauta diyo. Aaj wapis mat aaiyo tu samajh raha hai na?" Sameer spoke with a mischievous smirk as he handed the keys to Munna. 

"Samajh gaya bhai. Tu darwaza band karna mat bhulna. Isse mera kaam bui hojayega aur tera bhi." Munna's statement made them both blush as their eyes glittered with desires for their woman. 

"Oh Meri Fuljhadi." He said lovingly as he sat next to Swati. 

"Kya hai, bandar kahin ka?" She spoke back, her tones angrier.

"Chal na bike par ghumte hai, mai tujhe Paresh ki pista kulfi bhi khilaunga. Chal toh sahi." He spoke, his fingers casually coming to rest on her shoulder. Swati blushed at the contact and nodded to leave with him.