MayUr FF - The Blossoming Magic || Part 18 - Pg 92 - Page 52

nice update.

That was really so beautiful and cute update dear

lovely updt kinza...loved the way mayur trying to understand each other povs ...you don't drag issues like tv shows that's best part in your ffs
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hey kinza loved it...sorry for the late reply😊

Fantasia...(reminds me of fanta 😳 😛 ) are u updating now???!! please please,pretty please ...??!!!
Waise,i've been meaning to ask...each of your ff/os title has magic in it...by that i also mean the "word"...why?! Now i'm guessing u'll say...MN=Magic...but well lets c,what u gotta say !

@Mystique..well Miss sonal..I love fanta!! 😎 🤣..and as far as ur question regarding the use of the word magic is concerned , then it i use it because, i write about love, and in all my stories, love transforms the lives of my characters, just as magic does..with ease, with perfection, without hurting..without letting u know. Love and Magic are synonyms in the case as they both are defined as A divine force .. acting upon you without your consent.and altering your own natural way.😳

Nupur served everyone with the halwa, and contrary to her fears, everyone liked it, not only liked but loved it.

It was almost evening, when nupur was in Mrs. Sharma's room, and was being shown their ancestral jewelry, which was fascinating nupur a lot.

A strange pride swelled her body on the feeling of being linked to the Sharma family.

"acha nupur, jao tyaar ho jao, tum logon dinner pe bhi jana hai na", Mrs. Sharma suggested her politely and she left her to get ready.

She entered the room, and mayank was busy working on is files. "uhmm..", she tried to gain his attention but she didn't know that to divert mayank's attention during work is similar to divert a honey bee from honey.

"uhm..suniye..", she tried again, but his hands were so swiftly moving over the keyboard that he didn't pay any attention to any sound in the surroundings. Finally nupur stretched out her arm to place on his shoulder, and he shifted his eyes to her, and as he did, nupur removed her hand.

"wo, ap bhol gaye, hamien ghar jana hai, dinner pe", she said slowly and mayank glanced at the wall, it was 7.30, and they had to leave at 8.

"hmmm, zara mom ya gunjan se keh do merey kapre nikal den", he casually said and nupur sinked in thoughts.

"ummm..", she spoke after a while, "haan, kia hua?

"wo..main ap k kapre nikal don?', she asked hesitantly and mayank smiled, "thek hai tum nikal do", he normally replied and nupur smiled fully and quickly went towards the wardrobe.

She opened the cupboard, to find rows of shirts, neatly ironed and properly hanged. In an over view she came to the conclusion that he was not fond of bright and flashy colors. All the shirts were of deep and calm colors, very elegant and decent.

She looked back at mayank and tried to decide which color would suit him the most , but ended up in confusion.

Finally she decided upon a white dress shirt with light blue lines embedded in it and a blue jeans. ".main ne kapre nikal diye hain", she said and mayank nodded, and saving his work, he closed the laptop.

Nupur was nervous that he may not like her choice, but he just grabbed the clothes and headed to change.

He isn't interested in dressing that much", she thought and smiling she started to choose herself a dress.

Mayank returned ruffling his wet hair and nupur who was choosing jewelry for her dress sensed her heart getting out of control, and moreover she was happy that the dress she chose was looking so good.

"nupur jaldi karo", mayank patted her, not able to understand that why was she staring. She nodded and headed to dress.

They both stepped out of their home to go to the home opposite for their dinner. Nupur wanted gunjan to accompany them, but Mrs. Sharma didn't allow, saying that it was their first dinner after marriage.

They both crossed the small road and mayank pressed the door bell, while nervously running his fingers in his hair..

"don't be nervous, it's ok!", she softly said and mayank for a moment looked at her but then broke in a giggle, as he remembered how in the morning he told her the same thing.

But before they both could further proceed thier conversation, the door was opened and they were warmly welcomed in the Bhushan house.

The whole family was present, including Rahul and rohan too. Nupur was really happy seeing them all, and her dadi was content seeing her smile.

They all had dinner in a very vibrant environment, mostly work discussions and the issues of studies. Politics was another hot topic, and nupur was drawing a lot of conclusions about mayank. This was the actually the first time he saw him speaking os much.

After the rowund of deserts and tea, both of them were about to leave, nupur interrupted, "umm, wo main soch rahi thi k ap ko apna karma dikhaon?', she said shying but suddenly she observed everyone's expressions turning strange.

"haan sure", mayank replied merrily and ignoring all the change of expressions, they headed towards the stairs.

"nupur di!", rohan called from behind and they both turned, "wo actually mujhe aur rahul ko books k liye kamra chiya tha, tu ap ka samaan tu store room main shift kar diya hai, ap k kamre main ab merey aur Rahul ki chezain hain".

Rohan said those words and nupur's mouth was left open, whereas Mayank noticed the extent to which she was shocked.

She looked at her chachi , with her eyes complaining silently , "kitni baar mana kiya main ne, per sunte kahan hain ye dono", she gave a weak excuse and nupur closed her eyes, "nupur tum ja k store room main apna samaan dekh lo, ziyada tu waise bhi nhai that u..", her dadi added and tiny tears started forming in nupur's eyes, "nahi, mujhe nahi dekhna,", her voice had stiffness, " ghar chaltey hain", she said in an almost broken voice, turning towards mayank and he nodded.

After greetings, they both went to their home, and mayank was observing this strange silence from nupur's side. They reached their home, and everybody else was asleep. They silently went to their room and nupur sat down on the dressing to take off her jewelry while mayank went to change.

As he returned after changing, he saw nupur, sitting on the stool, holding her night dress and quietly staring at the floor.

"nupur", he placed his hand over her shoulder and she came out of her trance, gi?', she tried to smile, but couldn't

"kia baat hai?, is there something bothering you?', he asked looking in her eyes but she smiled, "nahi, kuch nahi", she said as she headed to change.

Returning in about 10 minutes, nupur again sat on the dressing stool, apparently applying a cream on her hands but her eyes were lost.

Mayank who was sitting on the bed and very ardently observing her, walked to her again patted her, "I am sure kuch hua hai?', he asked looking in her eyes, while she shook her head and moved away when mayank pulled her towards him, and she collided with his chest, ", kia baat hai?, mayank increased his grip and she looked in his eyes for a moment and then slowly placed her head on his chest and starting sobbing.

Mayank increased his grip, while nupur crawled her hands up to his neck, still crying and hugging him tightly, "mujhe mera kamra wapis chaiye",she spoke in between her sobs and mayank for a moment got lost, "kia chiaiye?",

"mera kamra..wapis chaiye..", she said again and finally mayank realized that she was talking about what happened in the Bhsuhan house. He smiled and softly rubbed her back., "it's ok nupur, now as u won't be living there so they used it for their own convenience, it's ok!", he said and nupur raised her head from his chest to look in his eyes, "per wo mera karma hai.."

"nupur!, stop being childish!", mayank glared at her and she lowered her eyes and opened his grip of arms and quietly headed towards the wardrobe while mayank sighed. She was surely hurt.

He slowly walked towards her and lightly hugged her from back, 'tumhare pass karma hai tu sahi", he gently said in her ear and and nupur, who was so over whelmed by his sudden show of affection got confused, "kaunsa karma?"

"ye wala", he gave her a peck on her cheek, "mera aur tumhara..", he tightened his circle of arms, "hamara kamra", he added naughtily and nupur couldn't help the curve forming on her lips, "mujhe wo wala bhi chiaye", Inspite of the blush, she was still stuck there.

Mayank sighed and made her face him, while still holding her from her waist, "ye kia baat hui?"

"wo mera karma tha, I had so many memories", she insisted on her point, while mayank pulled her more close, "memories as in?

"bohat sari hain, that room was my home, main sara din wahin hoti thi, that room taught me fight with loneliness, with tears, with despair. I learnt everything there, I used to be so alone, and the sound of windchamps used to accompany me", she was plainly saying and mayank's heart was getting pricked, "my cushion in my room..i used to hug it and cry endlessly remembering my parents, it feels as if a companion is being pulled away..wo..

Finally her courage finished and she closed her eyes, allowing tears to flow, while mayank made her sit on the sofa, and sat beside her, while she, instead of hugging him, placed her head down on the sofa arm rest., as he softly ruffled her hair, "u still need lifeless companions?

His question was so un expected and so soft, that she raised her head immediately and looking in his eyes, she replied, "no I don't, but ..

"then no more cribbing ok!", he strictly said pulling her close to him, as she rested her head on his chest, " ok no more cribbing", She repeated in his tone and mayank chuckled, "promise?

"yes promise", she hid her face in his chest again. He slowly started ruffling her hair, while she closed her eyes, "nupur"

"hmm", she was about to drift in her slumber due to that hypnotic rub,

"you are alright na?'

Nupur raised her head in confusion, "haan!, kyun?'

"umm, nahi wo..u said that u used cry and u used to be alone in the room aur..mtlb ..tum thek ho na?', he asked searching her face and she broke in a smile, moving forward, she again eased her selfin his arms, "mian thek hon, "

"I need a proper answer", he said raising her chin and she frowned, "proper mtlb, main thek hon, u don't feel it?"

"nahi, thek hai", he pulled her back and nupur smiled cuddling more in him. Being in his arms, it slef assured her happiness, this was the comfort she longed all her life.

, "acha nupur, please aj mujhe phir couch pe nahi sona hai", he said in a low voice and nupur raised her head and seeing him faking innocence she broke in a giggle, "thek hai, ap bed pe so jao, main yahin thek hon", she said moving away , while mayank pulled her back, "tum yahan bikul thek nahi ho", he winked and before nupur could react anything more, she was picked up in his arms and led to bed.

After adjusting her properly , he slipped in the covers beside her and nupur's heart started pumping at a thundering speed, he placed his head on her shoulder, and enclosing her thin being in his strong arms, he kissed her cheek sloppily , "good night nupur", he wished and closed his eyes, while nupur, who was blushing so much on this intimacy, relaxed as he closed his eyes, and returned the kiss on his hair, silently praying and then slipping in her own dreamland.

oh boy !! oh boy!! i am first to comment yayy!!
Kinza🤗🤗
what an update!!! loved it very much.
love is blossoming slowly & surely.
last scene between Mayank Nupur was cho chweet.😍😍
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beautiful and sweet update...

omggg ! i am dancing n jumping to raed the next part