Part 11
Life went on like that Kunun and Nishant lived in my ex-room, Angad and I in his/our room. It was plain scary for me.
The most interesting thing that happened was a week later I was just normally getting ready trying tighten my sari from the back. Most of the sari's I had bought from Anisa were backless but today i decided to wear a sari with a back so Angad would stop fidgeting with my back. It was hard. My hands were too small to reach it and then Angad comes out of no where and helps me with it. It was a perfect romantic scene taken out one of those daily soup operas...right? NO kunun was walking by the door. I realized this was just to make her jealous.Later on that day Nishant decided we were going on a outing because he hasnt gone on his honeymoon yet and because of them we couldnt go on ours. Blah Blah Blah Blah. So were going to Dubai. This cant get worse...Can it ?
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FLIGHT TO DUBAI
Nishant and Angad were seated infront of me, I was well evidently in the seat behind them alone.Kunun needed to check in differently than us. I guess there is a special check in place for husband stealing step sisters. FInnally the queen (kunun) arrives and out plane takes off. Nishant and Angad talk about Angads next performance and stuff....apparently Angad will be performing during my honeymoon. Kunun and me silently pass our time. I had a feeling Kunun was jelous. I hope she isnt...or she might go back to Angad and I'll be a divorcee. I am sad.
+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+OUR HOTEL ROOM_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+
I am not sad anymore, I'm ANGRYY. Mr.Khanna, my beloved husband who plans on ditching me for my step sister gambles has left me in OUR hotel room all alone to unpack our clothes while he drinks, gambles and stuff. Ciggerate, Alchol are the most disgusting things ever so I used unpacking clothes as a excuse. BUT kunun does not mind and is in the room basically STALKING my husband where ever he goes.
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Angad entered the hotel room, looking half drunk.
"Kripa" he said to me " change into this " he said handing me a shopping bag.
I opened it and took out the Black backless,revealing dress, long hoop earing, and black high heels.
He looked at me observeing the clothes
"CHANGE" he demanded
I had the urge to ask why but his voice scared me, so I quietly went into the bathroom with the clothes changed and apeared infront of Angad again. The clothes were tight but made me look thin (black is supposed to make you look thiner than you are).
He nodded aproovingly and opened the door and led me out.
"Angad I am not going to that room where you gamble and drink" I told him bravely
"Dont, we 're going to dance with other couples...so just shutup and pretend your enjoying your selve" he said not caring enough to look at me.
I quietly followed him into the ballroom. THere he put his hand on my shouldar and we walked around talking to people. Then he led me to the dance floor where other couples (including Nishant and Kunun) were immersed in each others eyes.
The song started to play:
Kitne hi door door hon hum donon ke raaste
Mil jaate hain jo bane ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaasteAngad put his hands on my waist as we started to dance
Jaise dil hai dhadkan hai ek duje ke vaaste
Jaise aankh hai darpan hai ek duje ke vaaste
Jaise barkha saawan hai ek duje ke vaaste
Ek sajni ek saajan hai ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
Angad pulled me closer to him
Us rab ne jab dil diye
Dil ke do tukde kiye
Dono mein ek naam leikha
Ek radha ek shyam likha
Ab ye dil dhadakte hain
Milte aur bichhadte hain
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
I tilted my head and looked down at the clear dance floor
Hum donon ek jaan hain
Do dil ek armaan hain
Lekin ab is mod kar
Dekhein daaman chhod kar
Angad tilted my face up facing him again
Waqt ka hai ye faisla
Hum tum ho jaayein juda
Maangein khushiyon ki dua
Ek duje ke vaaste
Maangein khushiyon ki dua
Angad pushed my face towards him. He put one of his hand under my hair and kissed me passionatly
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
I think it was the music that made me kiss him back more passionatly. He pulled me closer to him. Squeezing me in his arms. My hands went up his back and went on his hair. We kissed passionatly, his hands caressing my bear back, my hands caressing his hair. It was the perfect moment when i screamed with pain. I withdrew my hand and pushed away from him and fell on the ground. Staring at my bleeding hand. Angad came on the floor with me. Trying to aid my hand. When a mirror that had been directly infront of Angad when they were dancing basically broke into peices scattering everywhere. Everyone was running panicked. I cried into Angad
arms as the pain in my hand increased he picked me up and ran out looking for a ambulance. As the song continued
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
Ek duje ke vaaste
To be Continued!!
IMPORTANT NOTE
HEy, Everyone 😃
I hope you enjoyed reading this fanfiction.
This Ff will be continued after about 4 weeks I am going on a vacation so i wont be able to update for a while. I am leaving this fridayy 😉 so i wont be able to update this friday either 😕 . If you want me to PM you when i update (only next time) leave a message clearly asking me to pm you when i update! I hope to recieve lots of comments in the mean time 😃
and a small promo:
PROMO:
"Kripa...is Angad really asleep?"She asked. who was she to worry about my husband??
"yeah" I said "i couldnt believe it either but i threw a grape in his mouth 10 minutes ago and its still there so I guess he is asleep" After i said that i realized that I had admitted to doing something childish...i havent behaved childish infront of strangers since me father left.
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