Mai Lab..Tu Dua..

37.2 ..Mai Lab..Tu Dua..

"Tere khamosh hothon par..mohabbat gun gunati hai

Tu meri hai, main tera hu..Bas yahi awaaz aati hai.."

"Yar Shehnaaz ye kya tareeka hai" he groaned as she laughed holding his quilt in her hand, putting it aside and walking towards wardrobe tying her hair up..

"Vohi tareeka hai jo aapko walk se akar fir se sone ki permission deta hai..kitna soyega tu" she scolded him as he groggily sat up on the bed..

"Acha main kya pehnu mere pas yar kapde hi nahi hai" she whined keeping her hands on the waist staring at the wardrobe still..

"Ye" he said snaking his arms from behind holding her hand and pointing to a box beneath his pile of clothes, which had a saree and a pair of jhumkas in it..she pouted and then grinned opening the box still in his arms..."Happy anniversary meri jaan" he whispered pecking her cheeks and making his way from her jaw to her neck,inhaling her fragrance..

"Happy anniversary patidev" she said opening her drawer and taking out a rose from it, she turned in his arms facing him as she handed him a rose, he chuckled raising an eyebrow as he took the rose from her hand..

"Kya ab 25 saal mein kuch to alag hona chahiye na" she said, smirking..as he kissed her nose..

"Nahi muje same psand hai.." he said handing her a rose he bought in the morning.."Riwaaz bhi or biwi bhi" he said in a husky voice making her giggle and slap his chest moving away from him..

"Sharam kar bacho ke romance karne ki umar hai or tuje sujh raha hai" she said laughing as she combed her hair, keeping the rose amongst 1000 others in the encarved box kept on her dressing..

"Han to main to unhe bhi nahi rokta" he said almost leaning on her back snuggling into her as she put a bindi on her forehead..

"Or kal jo tune apni beti ke ek friend tak ko ghur ghur kar bhaga diya tha uska kya" she said glaring at him from the mirror..

"Yar she is just 13..or maine koi ghura nahi tha or vo bat alag hai" he responded hiding his face..

"Or vo uska friend tha sirf..grow up papa" she said imitating their daughter as he just made a face turning towards the wardrobe to pull out his clothes..

"Bachi hai vo" he said, scrolling through his clothes..

"Tuje to main bhi lagti hu..tera kya hai" she said pushing him digging herself through the wardrobe..

"Tu jab samar ko football khelne par dant ti hai tb" he spoke crossing his hands on chest..

"Vo alag bat hai..usse chot lag jati hai isliye dant ti hu"

"To jab tak chot na lage maza nahi aata" he said grinning..

"Haan bna hi dia hai tune usse apni duplicate copy..aj bhi gaya hua hai, hath pair tudwa lene hai kisi din is ladke ne" she said handing him a box, making him smirk and look up at her..

"Kya? teri bhi anniversary hai..Happy anniversary baby" she said moving forward pecking his lips and before he could she ran away from his grip picking her clothes and rushing in to change..

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"Happy anniversary bacha" Maa said kissing both of their heads as they got up after touching their feet..they all got seated on table for breakfast..

"Bache aaj fir" before Shehnaaz could complete she saw a grinning and rushing Samar running inside..

"Jute" Shehnaz reminded as he muttered an inaudible sorry removing his shoes and walking towards the dining table..he looked at Shehnaaz's face and then his hands..