Kaun Hain Tu Mera? - SidNaaz

~FORTY EIGHT~

"Kaha jaa rahe hain?" She asked in a low voice, she didn't know if she was supposed to be excited or not.

"Jab jaayenge tab dekh lena."

"Tu mujhe kidnap kar raha hain." She said dramatically. The driver looked at them from the mirror and then away, he seemed like he wanted to laugh.

"Uhh!" She whined pulling his face back towards her to pull his attention back to her.

"Kahi jaa rahe hain. Mereko neend aarahi hain. You also, sleep." He said, sliding down and pulling her into his arms. Despite all the questions she wanted to ask him, she cuddled into his chest.

"Bol na." She mumbled sleepily.

"Amritsar."

"Heh?" She exclaimed, sitting up and in shock.

"Shaadi ke baad kabhi Golden temple nahi gaye the. Jab dadaji aur daadiji aaye the, unhone bola tha unke ghar pe sab shaadi ke baad ek baar at least jaate hain. But obviously, mere wajah se hum kabhi nahi gaye the. Toh abhi jayenge." He said. Shehnaz smiled softly, her heart fluttered. And then panic set forth.

"Baby pagal hain? Itne log honge waha pe. Peeche padh jaayenge tujhe dekh ke. Waha pe kabhi bhi koyi famous jaata haina toh poora gher lete hain unhe. Aise kaise jaayenge Sidharth?" Shehnaz gasped.

"Pehele toh, you're equally as famous. Second, pata hain mereko. Issiliye security hogi waha pe. Kaushal ne poora arrange karwa liya." He said.

"Haaye celebrity wali feel aayegi." She giggled, her face was glowing with innocence.

"Celebrity hain tu baby." He chuckled, pinching her cheek fondky. He pulled her dupatta out of her neck and put it over them both making her giggle and cuddle into him more, the AC was cold, but they couldn't turn it off or they'd suffocate.

"Abhi him dedh ghante mein phonch jaayenge na?" She mumbled.

"Haan."

"Kab nikalne ka socha tu ne?" She asked.

"I don't know. Security hotel pe khadi hain. Tu jab bolegi tab niklenge." He shrugged.

"Che baje chalein? Phir Lawrence road chalenge nashta karenge." She said in excitement.

"Itna jaldi uthenge?" He grimaced.

"Flight kitne baje ko hain?" She giggled.

"Kal evening 6 ko."

"Phir 7 tak Gurudwara se nikal jaayenge phir Lawrence road chalenge, phir mujhe ek baar pingalwada lejaa phir 11 tak hum wapas hotel mein..." She pulled her folded legs into his lap and cuddled closer.

"Phir dekhte hain kya hota hain. Hug karke soh sakte hain poora dinn. Ya phir... Jo mann mein hain woh kar sakte hain." She whispered in his ear and then kiss his cheek.

"Perfect plan." He whispered, pulling her closer against himself.

"Phir kal?" She asked.

"Dada daadi ko milne chale?"

"Sach? Mumma bol rahi thi ki daddaji bohot thake thake hue the." She mumbled.

"Issiliye. Phir waha se airport ko nikal jaayenge." He told her, she nodded in agreement and laid her head back on her chest.

At around 4:20am, they drove through the most extravagant, lavish and unnecessarily overpriced gates of Taj Swarna, he was awake by then, so was she, but she remained cuddled into him.

"Haaye Rabba! Fitteh muh teri." She sighed in exasperation. He had to book the most expensive hotel there was around the temple.

"Maine nahi kiya. Ajay ne karwaya." He chuckled.