Lost Love {Sidnaaz}✅

Part: 27 Happiness

Sidnaaz were still standing on the bridge. It was sunset time, but from their life, the darkness was going away. She was standing facing the railing and  he was standing behind her. His both hands were wrapped around her waist and his chin was rested over her shoulder. Her one hand was on his hands and her other hand was on his face. Their lips were curved in a blissful and contented smile. After so many years, he was smiling wholeheartedly because he got his world back. His life was in his arms. Finally, God had listened to his prayers and blessed him with the happiness of his life.

"I still just can't believe that you are my Nandita. I mean, I was praying for this for so many days, but never thought that God would listen to my prayers one day. I want to know how do you come to know that you are Nandita ?" He asked confusingly, turning her toward himself by holding her both arms. Then she told him how she had seen Nandita childhood photos and got to know that she was his Nandita, his one and only love. Both were smiling, gazing into each other eyes. They were silent and their eyes were talking to each other souls.

"Now I can love you, how much I want," He tucked her hair strand behind her ear. She smiled, her eyelashes moved down. She smiled at him, moving her eyes back at him.

"Now I can hold you from wherever I want." He pulled her toward himself by grasping her waist. She kept her hands over his chest, having a big smile on her face.

"Now I can kiss you wherever I want." He whispered, nuzzling her hair. He was brushing his lips against her ear, he came to her cheeks. Then kissed her cheeks. She felt so good when his lips touched her skin. It was like rain falls in the desert. Her skin was like the desert and his touch was like rain. Her skin was craving for his touch. At last, she got his touch which was like heaven for her.

"I still can't believe that my dreams came true. I got you. You are peace of my life, Shehnaaz. You know, how much happy I am, seeing you fine in front of my eyes. From childhood, I had been dying a bit by bit, thinking about your condition. We suffered because I left you alone that day." His lips drew down in sadness as he remembered about those days. Seeing him sad, she pouted sadly.

"Sidharth, it was past. It will be good if you don't think about it. Now we are together. You should be happy now. Please don't spoil your mood by thinking about those days. I really want to see you happy. Seeing you sad and in pain, it breaks my heart into millions of pieces. I am with you and now nothing will go wrong. I really love you, for me please, don't think about your past." She requested, cupping his face. He nodded his head, looking at her with a small smile. Then he kissed her forehead.

"I think, we should go to the hotel now or else you will catch a cold. Remember last time when you got drenched in rain." He said, making her remember about the time which they had spent together at her beach house. It was most special for her. It was the first time, he had shown to her that he cared for her.

"How could I forget about that day? You took care of me in the fever. You know I thanked God for making me ill that day. I was happy to get ill and wanted to get ill again so that I could again see that how much you care for me. The moment which we had spent there, they were the best. It was our first step towards love." She was now sharing everything with him, smiling blissfully at him. Now he was smiling, remembering about that day. This made him remind of the next morning. That how he had seen her only in a towel and couldn't resist her hotness.

"Let's go to the Hotel and complete the work which we had left unfinished before." He smirked at her as he was talking about their make out. As he winked at her, she blushed and her eyelashes moved down. He picked her in his arms, gazing at her intensely and strolled toward his car. She was laughing wholeheartedly. She was beyond happy. She was feeling like she got some hidden treasure. Sidharth's love for her was not less than any hidden treasure. In fact, it was more than a hidden treasure for her. She was feeling like she was dreaming with the open eyes.