FF: Ankahee (MP) FINAL/pg 48 12/2 - Page 7

PART EIGHT

As dawn broke, sunlight flooded into the room. The sweet melody of her mother's aarti filled Prachi's ears. She strained to open her eyes against the brightness. She froze momentarily as she felt a
Foot slide up her leg. She felt dazed; unsure as to whether this was reality.
She relaxed as she felt Milind's hand pull her waist closer to him. She shifted to fit snugly into the curve of his hard body. She felt slightly self conscious as she felt pressed up against his unclothed body. She shook the thought from her head; as much as she wanted to, they couldn't stay here all day. She attempted to pull the top sheet from him to wrap herself, but Milind had it trapped under his leg. She tugged unsuccessfully, waking Milind in the process.

"Prachi…Kya kar rahi ho? Sone dou naa…" Milind said hazily, trying to pull Prachi back into his hold again.
"Milind…subah ho gayi hai, jane dijiye na…" Prachi pleaded, wriggling free.
"Abhi abhi to paya hai mane tumhe, itni aasani se kaise jane do? Muje kya milega?" His eyes twinkled with merriment and an amused smile formed on his lips as she blushed crimson as he held her wrist to stop her moving.
"Milind…" she said, bringing her face inches from his, he parted his lips, licking them unconsciously, "…maa muje bula rahi hain…" she laughed, grabbing the sheet when he was caught off guard and ran to the bathroom.
As if on cue, Premlata's voice was heard from outside the door, knocking she said "Prachi beta, tum tayaar ho gayi? Ritiwk tumhare liya rou raha hai…"

Milind thought as to what to do, should he open the door or wait for Prachi? They would find out soon enough, he thought, putting on his jeans and shirt Milind walked towards the door.
"Haan Maa?" Milind asked
"Beta…" said Premlata visibly surprised, her face quickly regaining its former composure, she continued, "Prachi? Teek hai?" she sounded worried.
Milind smiled weakly, mentally working out what to say to her, "Maa, aap aaye, mein bata tha hoon sub"

Prachi emerged from her bathroom to see her mother in tears, she hurried towards her. "Maa? Maa, aap rou kyun rahi hai?" She looked at Milind who stood by the window, "Milind kya hua?"
"Milind ne muje saab kuch bata diya hai Prachi…" said Premlata smiling, "Mein kitne khush hoon Prachi, meri beti ko aapni khushiyaan mil kayi"
Prachi looked at Milind, dread forming in the pit of her stomach, what had he told her?! Before she could say anything, he mother spoke, "Acha beta tum duno…" she paused, "Mein chalti hoon"
"Maa…" Prachi stopped her,"Ritwik?"
"Tum pareshaan mat hoo, mein use sambhaloongi, tum Milind ke saath raho, mein breakfast upar bhejti hoon" she kissed her daughter's forehead and left.

"Milind, aapne maa ko kya bataya?!" Prachi asked, her voice betraying the fear she held within her, "Agar Niharika aunty ko patha chala…"
Milind walked towards her, holding her shoulder, he sat her down on the bed, "Prachi, kuch nahi hoga, meina maa ko aisa kuch nahi bataya, yahi ke hum dono saath hai aab"
Prachi closed her eyes in relief, Milind smiled at her, she was still thinking about his family and with the thought, pride swelled in his chest. He kissed her hand, Prachi smiled shyly at the simple gesture.

"Milind, aap ko office nahi jana?" Prachi said suddenly
"Pehle ghar pe kuch kaam hain…" He said enigmatically
"Kaisa Kaam?"
He kissed her softly, "Bata du?" she smile against his lips.

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SORRY accidentally posted the same thing twice!!
silly internet!
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it was great, nice , and beatifual part. i have no words to say.

it was just too good.

thank you so much.

hi yaar...i just read all the parts in one go...and i loved them...i loved how parchi was the one to tell him the truth this time and not someone else or a tape recorder...glad that ayesha's plan failed...i cant wait for next update...
JAZ

phew finally caught up a lovely set of parts plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz cont soon

AWESOME! This bit was briiliant!

Hey, had to catch up on 3 parts! Finally caught up. That was amazing. Loved part 7. Beautifully written. Keep it coming! 👏 👏 👏

Ok did I tell you that I loved loved and absolutely loved part 8 👏 👏 👏 sweety you'r marvellous with words keep posting updates lord I'm getting so greedy for your ff. 😳

part 8 was lovely...michi are so cute 😳 thanx for the update

PART NINE

Milind returned home, he'd spent a fruitless day at the office and he couldn't wait to get home. Prachi was on his mind constantly, and his colleagues would sometimes catch him smiling to himself.

The house was dark, Milind checked his watch…it wasn't that late, maybe they had a power cut he thought. He made his way to his room, he hoped Prachi has moved her stuff back in by now.

He saw her standing with her back to him by the bed, he was sure she hadn't heard him come in. Slowly and quietly he made his way towards her, deftly he slid his arms around her waist and pulled her long hair to the side. His lips met with her skin and she moved her head to the side, savouring his touch.

"Milind…"she gasped

Milind's eyes widened and he pulled back instantaneously, "Ayesha?" he bought his hand to his lips, guilt clear in his eyes. He was somewhat disgusted with himself for not realising earlier.

Ayesha turned to face him, "Haan Milind, main hoon…" she bought her hands to his face. Milind jerked away from her touch,"Kya kar rahi hai tu?" repulsed at the sight of her, "Mai socha tu Prachi hai…"

"Prachi?" She spat, "Woh kyun hogi yahaan?" she demanded

"Meri patni hai woh!" he spewed at her, "agar tu bhool gayi, to meh tuje yaad diladu ke tub hi kisi ki patni hai"

"Lekin Milind, Prachi? Tu bhool gaya uss ne…" she stammered, her mind reeling. So Sukriti had told Milind everything…her heart sank, suddenly she felt Milind grip her arm tightly. She looked up at him, and unexpectedly the lights came back on.

Standing in the doorway was Prachi, a bewildered expression on her face then gave way to anger, her face contorted. She strode swiftly towards them,

"Yeh kya hai Milind?" she asked, her voice raising an octave…
She yanked Ayesha from Milind's grasp and pulled her towards the door. "Prachi chood muje…chood!" demanded Ayesha, trying to wrench herself free. Prachi remained silent, pushing her out the door, she slammed it shut. She could hear Ayesha banging on the door behind her; slowly the banging subsided as Prachi walked purposefully towards Milind.

His back was turned to her, his hands running nervously through his hair. "Milind?" Prachi said, turning him to face her. She looked up at him, her eyes questioning him.
"Prachi," he said "tune jo dehka…"
"Milind, maine kaha tha na aapse…aur aap? Sub kuch to teek tha na? phir yeh sab kyun?"
"Prachi…meri baat to sun…" Milind protested, "maine socha ke tu hai…"
"kaise Milind? Kaise? Main aap ko api kushbo, aap ki sasoon, aap ki dhadkan se pechan sakti hoon…aur aap?" tears fell involuntarily from her eyes. She wiped them angrily; her skin crawled at the thought of him touching Ayesha.
He reached towards her, but she held her hands up in defiance, walking towards the door she said, "Milind, faisla aap ka hai, app ko kiski zaroorat hain, meri ya…"


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