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Part 32:
Muskaan felt Rahuls lips against her neck, and his hands moving her hair.
Muskaan: Rahull! Chod naa. Mujhe parai karni hai.
Rahul: Nahin, ab hum akele hai tu parai nahin karegi. He started kissing her again.
Muskaan: Rahul!
She hit him slightly with the book that she was trying to read. All of them had safely reached Mumbai, and were back to their college routine. Their exams were coming up, and Muskaan had to study for it. They both were at Rahul's house, in the excuse of studying, Muskaan was trying to study but Rahul didn't let her.
Rahul: Owww! Maarti kyun hai?
Muskaan: Awww tumhe chot lagi?? Thoda zyaada marna chahiye tha.
Rahul: Muskaan! Yeh sab chod na. He snatched the book out of muskaan's hand, and threw it to the side.
Muskaan: Rahul! Exams... main...look
Before Muskaan could say anything else Rahul pressed his lips against hers.
Muskaan: Yeh....
She said after they broke away.
Rahul: Kyun, tumhari bolti band ho gayi na?
Muskaan: Ughhhhh!!! Rahul move. Mujhe ghar jaana hai.
Rahul: Nope aaj main bahaut ache mood main hoon, tu ghar kaise ja sakti hai?
He started tickling Muskaans stomach, and he knew that muskaan was very ticklish. Muskaan started laughing and at the same time telling rahul to stop. Muskaan finally got free and started hitting Rahul with a pillow which leaded to a pillow fight between the two. The room had become a disaster with pillow feathers all over, and both of them had become kids once again, standing on the bed hitting each other. As muskaan stepped forward to hit him again, she twisted her foot and fell down off the bed.
Muskaan (on the floor) : Owww!!
Rahul: MUSKAAN!?
Muskaan: Rahullll aahhhh rahull my foot!
Rahul go so scared, he went by muskaan, and saw she already had tears in her eyes.
Rahul: Muskaan, tum theek ho?
Muskaan: Rahul!! It hurtss!!!! Kuch karo na pleaseee, bahaut dard ho raha hai. Owww!
She grabbed Rahuls shirt tight and now had tears flowing down her eyes. Rahul: muskaan don't worry.He carried muskaan onto the bed and caressed her hair, seeing her cry, he started getting teary too. He grabbed his phone and called the doctor. The doctor came and wrapped a type of cloth around her ankle. He said that it's not a fracture just a twisted ankle, but she has to take rest for atleast two weeks or it might become worst. Muskaan's tears had become less as the doctor gave her a painkiller, but they didn't fully stop. Rahul came and sat beside her bed holding her hand.
Rahul: Bahaut dard ho raha hai?
Muskaan just nodded her head.
Rahul: Im sorry.
Muskaan: Tum kyun sorry bol rahe ho?
Rahul: Maine tum bahaut pareshaan kiya na isiliye.
Muskaan: Nahin.... aisi baat nahin hai. Rahul,,, ab hum patiala nahin ja sakte?
Rahul: Ja sakte hai na....lekin tum puri tara theek ho jao phir.
Rahul wiped all of muskaans tears and sat beside her all the time, not letting her get up and give herself more pain. She stayed there all day, Rahul had cooked lunch and dinner for her, and now it was late night. Muskaan was laying on the bed and Rahul was resting beside her.
Muskaan: Mujhe ghar jaana hoga.
Rahul: Tu kahin nahin ja rahi hai samjhi?
Muskaan: Rahul, its not a fracture, main chal sakti hoon. Please mujhe jaane do.
Rahul: Muskaan zid mat karo, doctor ne bola na ki tumhe aaram karna hai, toh bas main aur nahin sunne wala.
Muskaan: Please Rahul, main aaram karungi promise, I can take care of myself. Aur kal college bhi jaana hai.
Rahul: Hello ghar jaana hai toh bhale ja, lekin tu college nahin jaegi.
Muskaan: kyun? Tum ho na, mujhe class tak utha lena.
Rahul: hah! Pata hai ki tum kitni moti ho?
Muskaan: What? Main moti hoon? Chad, tere samne toh sab log mote hote hai, apne size dekhi hai? Sirf muscles hai tere paas, koi fat nahin. Ek baar tu patiala chal dekh mere ghar wale tujhe kitna khana khilaenge.
Rahul: Oh haan,,, punjabi khana, wahhh I cant wait.
Muskaan: Haan aur phir tu hata kata ban jayega, mera motu cute sa Rahul.
Rahul: Keep imagining muskaan.
Muskaan: Ab main chalun?
Rahul: Main tujhe ghar drop karunga, aur tujhe college ke liye pick up karunga okay?
Muskaan: Yea okay.
Rahul dropped her at home, and carried her carefully till her room. He kissed her goodnight and left her house, but kept in touch with her through text messages, each time asking her if she needed anything. The next day, college somhow passed away a little painful for muskaan, but she could bear it. Rahul went by Muskaans house and stayed to take care of her. Now both of them were in the kitchen, Rahul was cooking and Muskaan sitting up on the counters watching him. Rahul was having quiet some troubles, he had aata all over his face.
Muskaan: Rahul.... Tera chehra toh dekh.
Rahul: Haan pata hai. Kyun tujhe bhi aata chahiye tere chehre par?
Muskaan: No there is no need of that. Main yahan par theek hoon, aata tere chehre par zyaada suit hota hai. Waise tujhe help chahiye kya?
Rahul: Nahin
Even after saying no, rahul was having so many problems in making one paratha, after seeing this muskaan got off the counters and decided to help him.Rahul: Oye mujhe parathe banana ata hai.
Muskaan: Haan woh to dikh hi raha hai.... Acha hat yahan se main tujhe dekhati hoon ki paratha banana kitna easy hai.
Rahul: Fine...
He moved out of her way, and stared at the way muskaan was making the flour, she finished with the flour within minutes, and within a few more minutes the paratha was ready, on a plate in front of rahuls face.
Rahul: Wow... muskaan... tere haaton main toh jadoo hai.
Muskaan: Tu taste toh kar.
She broke a piece and fed it to Rahul.
Muskaan: Kaisa hai?
Rahul: The best paratha ever. =) Shiit man... main aisa paratha kyun nahin bana sakta?
Muskaan: Tumne try kiya wohi mere liye kafi hai, thanks Rahul.
They continue to feed each other, and after a while they were done, and muskaan was about to get up and go clean the mess in the kitchen.
Rahul: Muskaan tu jaake sofa par beht main clean kar ke aata hoon.
Muskaan: Tu pura kitchen clean karega?
Rahul: Haan, don't worry maine itna mess kiya hai toh main hi clean karunga ab tu ja.
Listening to Rahul, Muskaan went and layed down on the sofa and started to read a magazine. Rahul took a while to clean up the whole kitchen but finally finished and came and sat on the floor by muskaan. Muskaan didn't even notice that Rahul came and sat next to her as she was too busy reading gossip in the magazine.
Rahul: Muskaan?
No reply.
Rahul: Muskaan, tu so gayi kya? Maine pura kitchen clean kar diya.
Still no reply, she kept on reading and reading. Rahul then got up, he bend over and put his hands on either side of Muskaan. He leaned closer, and put one of his hands on muskaans cheek, that's when muskaan realized that rahul was so close to her and screamed.
Muskaan: RAHUL! Gadha! Tu hamesha mujhe dara tha rehta hai!
Rahul: Main kya karun? Main wahan pe behta tha aur tu hai ki apne magazine main hi busy thi.
Muskaan: Oh..sorry... Rahul tujhe sharam nahin aati?
Rahul: Kya? Ab maine kya kiya?
Muskaan: Oye tere shirt ke buttons khole hai, mujhe sab dekhai de raha hai.
Rahul looked down and noticed that more than 5 of his buttons were open, and muskaan could see his bare chest, they must have opened while he was busy cleaning and didn't notice it. He moved from there and buttoned all his shirts again.
Rahul: Tu..... Wahan par kyun dekh rahi thi.... huh?
Muskaan: Mm...ma...mai...main..main kya karun? Uhmm.. mere samne tere sab buttons khole hain.. tu obviously main dekhungi na...
Rahul( He had a very naughy smirking type of smile on his face): Tu bhari naughty ban gayi hai muskaan.
Muskaan: Rahul tu na kabhi nahin sudrega!
Rahul: Hmm woh toh hai.. main kabhi nahin sudrunga.
Rahul went to the other sofa and layed down there... muskaan got up and went and stood by him. Without thinking Rahul pulled her close to him.
Muskaan: Oye!
Rahul: Oyee kya?? Mujhe aaj romance karne ka mood kar raha hai.
He was stroking muskaans cheek, moved her hair from her face. Muskaan couldn't take her eyes off him, he was so caring, always there for her, the perfect boyfriend anyone could ask for, and he never took any advantage of her. She went fully on top of him now, and leaned in closer. Without missing the chance, rahul pulled her even closer and pressed his lips against hers. After a kiss that broke all their records, they had never kissed for so long before, Muskaan broke away.
Rahul: Muskaan? Itni jaldi? No yaar come here I want more.
Muskaan: Jaldi? Rahul woh jaldi nahin tha okay?
Rahul: Jaldi tha. Ab pata nahin tum mujhe phir kabhi kiss karogi isiliye mujhe tumhe aur kiss karna hai.
Muskaan: Nope. She smiled at him, ruffled his hair cutely, and got up from there.
Rahul: Oye hoye.... I love you muskaan.
Muskaan (shouted back from the kitchen): I love you toooo!
Kumkum Bhagya
Anupamaa
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