FF 'Kaho Na Pyar Hain' Updated PART 20 PAGE 86 - Page 7

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omg!!!!!! i just loved it... its perfect😛 from the starting till the part which you

lovely update!! good going...you know it would have been a little easier to comprehend if you had used the actors screen names like you did for manvi and khushi... but i like your ff ...👍🏼 many stories blending in to form one lovey dovey one...good job...

v.v.v. nice...
i love it...

this is like all my favourite actors in one story hats off to you 👏

Awesome ff...I do hope that the right couples end up 2gether..gurti, manvi & kushal, barun&kushi n prach&shabir

Previous Part: Link to Part 4:https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/50607815

PART 5

"Kaho Na Pyar Hain"

Dadi maa snatches the picture off his hand and claims "ha Gurmeet yeh ladka tho dhikne main acha hain" sharing the picture with Barun.

"Ha Dadi, he will be a good match for Di," says Barun giving his approval.

Meanwhile Adi pulls him self up from the ground and like a broken radio starts blurting "ha sir, his a very good man who has just returned from Turkey. His studying in college, has a huge business empire, has no bad habbits, his the best sir!".

"Okay then' tum kal hi unko humaare ghar bhula lo" stated Gurmeet, happy that he found a good match for his sister. "Daadi aap sab taayari kar lijiye, iss bar Prachi ki doli zaroor utegi" beamed Gurmeet, Daadi nodded with tears of happiness and brought in Gurmeet for a warm embrace, she also pulled Barun. All three shared the same sentiments of finally getting Prachi settled, and hugged each other dearly.

Unaware of the shaadi ka ladoo being cooked by her loving brothers Prachi was once again in her usual spot. She was lost in someone's thoughts. Her eyes were fixed at the opposite house. She waited for his one glimpse. She looked across the field, she waited and waited, however there was no sign of him. Her delicate feet tip toed outside the boundaries of her property. Her feet had a rhythm of their own, she had no control, she was like a snake, dancing to the tunes of its owner, and the owner of her heart resides in that mansion.

Prachi reached his property, she touched the white marble stoned pillars outside his mansion, she can feel his aroma surrounding her. She can feel his presence inside, she reached the large brown thick oak wood door and ran her red polished fingers across the name plate and felt his name embarked upon it, she smiled and as if in a hypnotic state she entered the forbidden zone.

She put both her soft petal like foot inside the mansion. The mansion was huge but lacked warmth. She saw white sheets that covered all the furniture, every inch of the floor was covered with dust, the flapping wings of doves can be heard, dried autumn leaves were scattered and in the centre a fire was lit, blazing orange flames were giving immense heat just like the heat she possesses for the owner of these flames.

Her eyes see a flicker of light coming from upstairs just like it is the stairway to heaven, in a trance the numb legs carry the beautiful angel to its destination upstairs.

She comes to a halt outside a room, the doors to which are open wide for her to feast her eyes on. She hears splashing of water that is pure like the love she holds for the man she can now see bathing in this white large bathtub, filled with millions of tiny bubbles. The bathroom is dimly lit with candles of all shapes and sizes, the candlelight made the face of this tall broadly built man glow. Water dripped down his chiselled back which was flawless, without a mark except for the deliberate tattoo.

Her scent filled the whole bathroom, he knew his senses can never be wrong. The wind blowing through the french windows had changed its direction, he knew it was definitely her.

Without thinking twice he jumped out the bathtub, he was completely nude standing in front of wide eyed Prachi. He smiles genuinely from the heart at Prachi but what he gets in return shocks him. Prachi turns around and starts running out the house. "Kyun ayi thi woh mujhse milne' Shayad woh layi thi pyaar' Lekin de gayi intezaar" he spoke, when suddenly he looked down and realisation dawned upon him, he was completely naked. He quickly grabbed his black cotton towel and wrapped it around himself covering his dignity and ran downstairs.

He followed her footsteps that were engraved upon his dusty floor and reached outside to Prachi who was leaning against his pillar breathing heavily and getting drenched in the godly sent rain which has arrived few minutes before.

He took slow steps closer to Prachi, who was soaking wet and shivering from the cold as well as his passion. He was leaning against her wet body, making his presence felt to her. He rested his warm hands upon her shoulders and glided them across the length of her arm pressing it in as if he was playing a piano that makes the sweetest of melody just like the tip tap of rain drops. A thrilling shiver ran up her spine with his touch, she felt alive and instantly closed her eyes shut wanting to capture this divine moment forever. She was willing to submit herself, like a devotee submits to the master. He felt her body heat dropping and once again without thinking twice he wrapped his towel around her body to keep her warm. He whispered in his deep voice "dil mera sunne ko bekaraar hain' Kaho naa pyaar hain..".

Prachi shied with his question and ran away, whilst running she looks behind and her eyes widen in shock to see him nude once again. She quickly turns back and runs towards her house. He looks down at himself once again and realises he was completely nude, standing outside his house and getting drenched in rain, now this wasn't a sight anyone will want to see so he ran inside his house and quickly closed the door shut.

The singing birds gave rise to a new morning. The Sobti Chaudhary family were busy in preparation for the guests to arrive in the evening.

On the other hand, Shabbir was happy that without any hard work a wedding proposal came his way. He calls up Dhrashti "tum abhi mere ghar ajjao,"

Dhrashti: "magar, kyun sir?"
Shabir: "kuch kham hain, aur phir evening main ek get together peh jaana hain"
Dhrashti: "party?"
Shabir: "ha, kuch aise hi, you will be joining me." And hangs up the phone.

Dharashti sounded happy as she hasn't been to a party for a long time. At home she gets dressed in a lovely white dress looking in the mirror shouting at her sisters.

"manvi, kushi' wake up" " you both are getting late for college."

"Nahi di sone doh na yaar" shouts Manvi pulling her duvet to cover her head. Kushi sleeping beside her decides to ignore her sister Dharashiti.

Darasiti was the eldest sister form the 3 . They lived in a happy home with there mum and dad. They weren't as rich as others but learnt to live happily with what they had. Their parents went away for a couple of months to Haridwar living Dharisti in charge.

"Kushi, Manvi.. Are u gonna wake up.. Or do I have drag you out the bed" shouts Dharashti again from her dressing table.

Kushi doesn't likes being dragged from her bed so she wakes up instantly and washes her face.

Dharashiti was now in the kitchen making breakfast for her sisters. "Di app kaha jaa rehi hain itni subaa, your work doesn't start until 11am and now its only 8:00am" asks Kushi. "Am going to work early today, my boss called me in, and later am going to a party" says Dharashiti with a smiley face.

"Party!, hai kiya kismat" says Kushi in excitement.

Manvi still in bed hears her sisters gossiping sitting around the dinner table situated outside the bedroom. The word party makes her jump out her bed like how a 3 years old child jumps for candy.

She quickly gets dressed for college saying to herself "jaldi jaldi college jake aati hu.. Di ki party koh intrude karungi in the evening" smirking.

"Manvi tum uuth gayi" says Dharashti shocked her sister actually woke up finally. "Ha di" spoke Manvi eating away.

Everyone was unaware of Manvi's plans!

They all left there house going their own way.

After speaking to Dhrasiti, Shabir runs down his tiled stairs leading to the dining area. Where his grandfather sat, he was a man in his early eighties, short white beard covered his white skin, a smile was plastered across his face at all times and a whole lot of love oozed out of him that he distributes all around.

"good morning dadaji" whistled a happy Shabir, "aaj aap aur hum shaadi pakki karne ja rahe hain, thaiyar rahiyega" laughed Shabir.

The conversation was interrupted by the a ringing door bell DING DONG! It was Dhrashti, "Hi sir, ready for office" she exclimed. "Absolutely" said Shabir and they headed towards the office.

The sun was setting, and it was time for Shabir to attend his important date. He was making his way there with Dhrashti whilst Kushaal was given the responsibility to bring himself and Daadaji to the assigned place.

Shabir's black mercedes stood in front of the gigantic white building, he smiled and got out rubbing his hands and looking up.

Prachi was stood in her balcony, her eyes drifted towards the mansion standing opposite her house, last nights events was replaying in her mind. She clutched onto her hard phone, she was loosing herself in his sensation. Her legs started moving forward as if to reach the man she loves. Without realising where she was heading, she started taking steps forward and BOOM she fell off the edge of the balcony, it was too late to hold onto the railings for support, she was falling, she can feel the wind pulling her towards the ground, she closes her eyes shut anticipating the bang.

PRECAP
Prachi Zinda ya Murda???

Mmm...is the mystery man karan kundra????

awesome update :D