We're the Perfect Two-MJHT FF- Part14- pg140 19/5 - Page 62

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'Nupur..' Mayank said a bit irritated..by her constant turning and moving.

She made a face and again slept straight thinking about everything unnecessary. She needed to sleep. But it wasn't working. She turned again. This time towards Mayank. She touched his arm. 'Mayank..are you awake??'

'What happen?' he said facing her.

She sat up straight. Taking a deep breathe. 'I cant stay here.' She whispered. 'I want to go home right NOW.' She said a bit loudly.

'What??' Mayank said stunned.

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Nupur closed her eyes in frustration. 'Mayank..Im so sorry..its not your..its my fault. Leave.' She fumbled with her words and lied down closing her eyes.

'Nupur..get up.' He said in a mellow tone.

She got up twiddling with the bed-sheet and looked down. 'What?' She asked.

He hesitated a bit; but eventually caught her hand. 'What happen? You wont tell me?'

She was about to start with her frustration; but then closed her mouth. 'Nothing. I said na..then what.' She said irritated.

'Nupur.' He said a bit sternly.

She sighed. 'Mayank…Im feeling so odd here!!' She said finally letting her voice out. 'New house..new room. Sharing a room. It seems so weird to me.' She ended softly.

'As if I'm not feeling odd.' He rolled his eyes and left her hand.

She looked at him. 'I agree.'

'See Nupur..when we got engaged, I thought we will get married a year later. Till then it would have been fine. But in 10 days..it will be odd. And Im giving you all the space you want. Really.'

Nupur took a deep breathe. 'Hmm thanku…you know what Mayank..bhai makes the worlds yuckiest coffee. He cant iron even a shirt. He always dirties the kitchen. Im so worried about him.' She confessed out of the blue.

'See Nupur I know all that very well. I know the bond both of you share. But going home now is no solution to the problem. Ill drop you there tomorrow morning myself. Its really late now. Why don't you give him a call?' He suggested passing his phone.

She looked at the phone for a few seconds. Reluctantly she took it and dialed the numbed. 'Busy?' Nupur looked at the screen strangely. 'Who is Bhai talking to?' She thought.

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'Samrat please don't cry. Nupur will be fine.'

'I know she will..but then…everything happened so suddenly na?'

'Yeah it did.' She replied.

'Chashmish..can you come home? Im feeling so lonely..' He sighed.

'Me..come home? Samrat…how can I?'

'You said you're my friend..wont a friend do this much for a friend..? Please..' He pleaded.

'Samrat..its so late. How will I come. Go to sleep.'

'Fine..bye.' He angrily cut the call and switched off his phone so that she wont be able to call again. He threw the phone somewhere and closed his eyes.

He slapped himself on the head and closed his eyes. He wished that just once if he could see her. He felt someone else in the room and opened his eyes. She was standing there..in the same blue and gold lehenga..she wore at the wedding..her hands swaying..and a naughty grin on her face.

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'But Mayank…Im not sleepy!!' She pouted.

'Nupur..' He shouted now.

Making a face. 'Mayank..can I borrow your pillow?' She asked a bit apprehensive.

He didn't think twice, but handed it over to her. She kept it in the middle of both of them and hugged it tight and closed her eyes.

'Good night.' She mumbled.

'Excuse me..thats my pillow!' He said irritated. He sighed. 'Welcome to married life.' He said to himself and lied down.

'Umm..Mayank.' Nupur tapped his shoulders. 'You can have half of the pillow. Ill take the upper and you take the lower half.'

He suppressed a smile. 'Its fine. Good night.' He pulled the comforter over both of them.

'Mayank……'

'What???' He said now irritated.

Shaky voice. 'Should I move away a bit. Your allergic to mehndi right?'

'No need.' He replied.

'Acha last thing….' She was about to ask.

Interrupting her. 'One more question and Im going and sleeping in the guest room.'

Loudly. 'No no. Im sleeping. Good night.' She closed her eyes.

'Finally..I can sleep!!' He sighed and bounced his head on the bed comfortably. But his happiness was short-lived. Nupur was fast asleep..but her turning and twisting did not stop. She changed her sleeping position every 25 seconds. He counted.

In sleep she almost pushed the pillow on the floor. Mayank caught it and kept it under his head. He slept on his stomach, facing her. His eyes were wide open as he kept looking at her and sighed. "..would she finally sleep?" He thought to himself.

It was only two hours later..that finally Nupur went into deep slumber. Her hand was tucked under her head. She also slept on her stomach, facing him. He was always really scared of how the so-called "wedding night" would turn out to be. The last thing he expected it, was to be comical..which it actually turned out. Mayank sent a prayer to god thanking him..as his droopy eyes closed..pushing him towards sleep.

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'Your in love with me Samrat..agree to it..please..' She said with a grin.

'Me and love? No ways..I'm surely dreaming.' Irritated he lied down and closed his eyes. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that she was lying down next to him.

'You love me na?' She pouted.

He made a sad face. 'I think I'm going mad…' He sighed.

'Awww…' She giggled.

Samrat got up a few hours later to see himself hugging the pillow tight. He searched for Gunjan..but she was nowhere to be found..Sighing he went back to sleep.

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'What happened Mayank? Are you fine?' She asked him in a worried tone.

'Nupur..' He softly said and sighed. 'Nothing. Good morning.'

Making a face. 'Umm..good morning.'

'Sorry..' Holding his fore-head. 'It will take some time.' He forced a smile.

She nodded. 'Hmm..I know.'

'Ill go and get ready..office.' He mumbled.

She nodded. 'Its only 6..wake me up in an hour okay..' She requested.

'Are you sleeping again?' He asked a bit surprised.

She giggled. 'Umm..ya. What will I do getting up so early? And you ask me to sleep..I can fall asleep anytime..' She confessed laughing. 'I am very lazy.'

'I know that the best. Im actually lazy too. In getting up. Gunjan has to force me.' He too laughed. 'I think even Ill sleep off again. Im sure Gunjan wont come inside today.' He said lying down again.

'Why?' She asked confused.

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. 'Nothing..good night.' He said closing his eyes. 'By the way..thanks to you..I didn't sleep the whole night..'

'Me? What did I do?' She asked shocked.

Facing her. 'You keep turning all the time. Cant sleep in one position.' He said a bit irritated to tease her.

'Me? No..No ways..' She said looking away. 'Maybe once or twice.'

'43 times to be precise..' He smirked.

'You COUNTED?' She rolled her eyes.

'What else do you want me to do? All my sleep vanished. From tonight im going to tie you with a rope. So that you don't move and let me sleep peacefully.' He giggled.

'How mean!!' She punched him on the shoulder and did not stop.

He laughed and clutched her hands tightly. 'Okay I wont tie you with the rope…happy.'

She removed her hands from his grip and turned the other way. 'I don't want to talk to you. This is me. And sorry to say you have to live with it.' She said sternly.

He was surprised by her confidence. 'And what If I change it…?'

'That will be good for you.' She bluntly smiled and went off to sleep. He did the same with thoughts in his mind to prove his point.

Opening her eyes again. 'Mayank..can I ask you one last and final thing?'

'W-H-A-T?'

Her tone got a bit serious. 'Why did mom go off so early? She was supposed to stay for a week na?'

She asked so innocently that he didn't want to lie to her. 'Actually my mami got paralyzed after an accident..so mom takes care of my two cousins..forgetting her own children. How nice na?' He ended sarcastically shocking Nupur. He turned and fell asleep.

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'What are you doing here?' She yelled.

'Looking at you..what else will I do?' He said in a funny tone.

'Dekho..Sam..Samrat..' Moving away.

Pulling her closer and looking in her eyes. 'Dekh to raha hun Chashmish..' He grinned and moved closer. She closed her eyes in anticipation. She waited..and waited..and opened her eyes to see nobody. Her face fell and she seemed so confused. She gulped and forced herself to sleep.

She felt a hand go around her waist. 'Sleep well Chashmish.' Samrat mumbled and snuggled closer to her and slept.

She knew it was a dream. But she was loving it. What if it didn't turn reality..seeing dreams felt better. With a smile on her face..she slept.

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'Your coffee and paper!!'

Samrat turned hearing Nupur's voice. He saw her standing there with a tray in her hand..wearing a plain red saree with no jewelery but only her red bangles of the wedding. She looked gorgeous.

'Nupur..' He went and hugged her. 'What are you doing here?' Going back. 'In this new look?' Suddenly. 'Nupur..why did you come here? What will Mayank and Gunjan think? You're a complete idiot. Do you know that?' He tapped her head.

'I so agree with that point Samrat.' Mayank entered from the kitchen.

'Mayank!!' Nupur glared as Samrat and Mayank hugged each other.

'What is this morning surprise for me?' He asked both of them.

'Ask your sweet sister!' Mayank teased drinking his coffee.

Samrat giggled while Nupur made a face. He took the coffee and took a sip. 'Waise guys..how was the wedding night hun?' He asked casually winking at them. Nupur's eyes widened with shock while Mayank's throat burned with the coffee. He started coughing.

'Excuse me.' He replied going in the kitchen.

'You will never change will you? Shameless!' She said hitting his back.

'What…what did I say?' He acted innocent.

'Bechara Mayank…' She pouted.

'Wah! Mayank ki badi chinta ho rahi hai..hun?'

'Bhai..please..'

'Waise Mayank..blushes more than you..' He said giggling. Even Nupur joined him. 'Ab batao bhi..how did last night go?' He whispered in her ear. And burst out laughing.

Folding her hands. 'Why should I tell you? And whom were you talking to last night?'

'Me…why? Did you call?' He asked.

'Yes..and it was engaged.' She shouted.

'Bhabhi..I cant find the….' Gunjan entered from the kitchen.

'Chashmish!!' Samrat screamed. 'You have also come?'

She looked away from the prying eyes of Nupur. 'Umm..haan. Bhabhi..I cant find the haldi..can you tell me where is it?' She asked politely. She had offered to make break-fast. Nupur nodded and went inside the kitchen.

As Samrat saw Nupur going away..He pulled Gunjan's hand and took her somewhere away.

'Did you come into my room yesterday?' He asked in an accusing tone.

'Me?' She looked confused. 'Umm..no. ' Looking at him suspiciously. 'Did you come to my room in the morning?'

'No ways. Why would I come?'

They both heaved a sigh of relief. Samrat looked at her and all the last night thoughts came to his mind. Was it true? Gunjan was still unknown to her feelings.

'Mayank your not going to office today right?' Samrat asked.

'No..Its already late. Whats the point. Will go straight on Monday now.'

'Hmm..' Samrat nodded and ate. 'Wow Gunjan..kya break-fast hai? Aisa break-fast to maine apni life main nahin khaya..man karta hai ke....'

Gunjan was shocked..Mayank a bit angry..and Nupur suspicious.

Mayank moved closer and tapped Samrat's shoulder. 'Bas Samrat..Mere behen se zara door rahoge to better rahega...' He whispered and forced a smile.

Samrat gulped and became quiet. Even if he loved Gunjan..Mayank would be the biggest villain in their love-story..He had never thought of that.

'Waise Mayank...tum toh bata do..ke tumhare so-called wedding night kaise rahe?' Samrat whispered to Mayank in order to change the topic.

Nupur and Gunjan could not hear anything..as they just looked at them.

Smiling. 'Samrat kuch baate private rahe to behatar hota hai..right?' Mayank whispered back.

'Nupur meri behen hai..aur tum mere dost..ab kya to private!' He muttered casually. But seeing his expressions..he added. 'Waise Mr.Mayank Sharma achanak se Mr. Private Sharma bante ja rahe hai..' He teased.

Nupur and Gunjan were whispering now.

'What do you think both of them are talking?' Nupur asked.

'I dont know.' Gunjan answered honestly.

'Yeh Mayank na zaroor meri burai kar raha hoga..' She mumbled angrily.

'Bhabhi..' She smiled. 'Im sure tumhare tareef kar rahe hain.'

'Mayank ka to pata nahin..but Im sure ke Samrat tumhare tareef zaroor kar raha hoga..haina?' She whispered with a teasing tone.

Gunjan was taken-aback. She looked at Samrat. Even he was looking at her. There were questions in his eyes..because of which she felt a bit afraid..Would they also be the Perfect two??

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