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Don't let doubts lose the magic of love, because it's not every day you meet someone who has the magic to let you fall in love
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Nupur yawned and opened her eyes. It was fairly dark, and she immediately sat up.
What time was it? Mayank?
Feeling fear taking over her, he stepped down the sofa and arranging her duppatta, she took a few steps when light from the bedroom made her shiver. Taking a very cautious step she peeked in, and as she did, breath came easy.
Mayank was sprawled on the bed, evidently fast asleep. She took a huge sigh of relief and blinked her eyes a lot of times to remove moistness which had started forming due to fear.
She turned around to the wall clock and it read 11.PM. She gasped realizing that she had been sleeping for so late, and then she pondered why did she wake up?, or why didn't Mayank woke her up.
Suddenly feeling hurt, she again looked inside the room, he felt so soundly sleeping, as if he wasn't bothered that there was somebody else in the home as well, and that somebody was his wife, who was sleeping on the couch. He should have woken her up. Feeling angry again, she closed her eyes.
This was definitely not going the way she dreamed off. It was not even 24 hours and things were getting complex. Licking her lips, she headed to kitchen, She was hungry, but before that she had to freshen up, but going to washroom would mean going in the bedroom, which meant waking up Mayank.
Suddenly she bit her lip tightly, she couldn't wake him up, but she had to go to washroom.
AHHH!, kya musibat hai!", she stamped her foot lightly, "but I cant keep this attitude, I mean ab washroom jana hai tu jana hai!, he is your husband Nupur, you will learn to be a bit brave, aise karo gi tu kaise chale ga", she frowned and taking a deep breath, she started walking with slow steps.
She entered the bedroom and tightly holding her duppatta in her hands; she walked with minimal sound and slowly placed her hand on the knob of washroom. She glanced at the sleeping Mayank and very slowly revolved the knob, she sighed as it didn't make any noise, and then slowly she pushed the door and it creaked.
"DAMN!", she said under breath, but quickly opening it only enough for her to pass, she stepped inside and closed the door, "finally!, well done Nupur!", she grinned.
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After freshening up, she again revolved the knob, and cursing ta the creaking sound again, she stepped outside carefully, but was amazed to find that .. the bed was empty. She closed her eyes tightly on the fact that inspite of all her tries, she had woken him up. Shaking her head, she went outside to face the awkward situation.
The voices from kitchen and she headed towards it, He was busy cooking something on the stove, and pondering a bit on how to get his attention, she cleared her throat and he turned immediately.
"good evening nupur", he smiled fully and Nupur slowly smiled back. She looked even more pretty and cute with those puffy sleepy eyes.
"Finally u woke up", he said cheerfully and turned to the stove and Nupur stepped in the kitchen, "umm .. yes .. and also disturbed you", she said slowly.
"not a problem Nupur, I am a light sleeper", he smiled, "and well maybe you over tried not make a noise while opening the washroom door, it would have helped if you would have kept in normal", he grinned and smiling sheepishly she came to stove,
"tea?", she was delighted.
"yes tea, I thought it would serve as a nice snack for us", he smiled and getting off-guard, she smiled back. It was sweet if your husband makes you tea.
"tea is fine na?, or coffee", he asked and Nupur nodded, "no tea is perfect", she smiled.
"Nupur can you take out the jar of cookies from that cabinet?", he pointed and Nupur quickly responded, and took out a glass jar of cookies, and without any further instruction, started arranging them in a china plate.
"You like these chocolate cookies?, I think we have raisin as well", he casually asked pouring tea into identical cups and Nupur shook her head, "no these are perfect", she said, arranging the final cookie that filled the plate. He doesn't always hurt, she thought.
"great then, a jao", he held the cups and walked outside and Nupur followed him holding the plate. She was nervous. First tea talk with her husband. "uff!"
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