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Thank you guys, for being so kind and sabz , thank you for waiting for my update and still reading, I would like to say thank you to nikita, iqbal-pallavi, miss_precious, nisha, getta.muskaan and mevrulz4eva. sorry for not updating my script as my computer broke and all my update was in it so just got it fixed now to my laptop so here i go. hope you still read it lol thanx again for replying and this is just for sabz and rest of you for being patient. thanx a-lot

Preet looked at the sight that was infront of him; his brother was holding his wife, forcing her to listen to him as he chatted on. Jogging up them Preet put his hand in middle of there two bodies before turning his brother around so he could face him before punching him on the face and bashing him against the floor so he had good view where he was kicking. "What did you say Harman! Who the hell are you, you have hurt Meher and when she is trying to move on you come and make it bad, I will bloody kill you" he then kicked for the last time before walking next to Meher who stood their shaking but following her husband who was walking ahead off her.

I sit at the kitchen table, milling over a cold cup of coffee. The warmth of the drink subsided well over an hour ago, not that I had any intention of drinking it. I run my hands through my hair, thinking all the time of what I have done just an hour ago. I just punched my brother on the face and made sure he suffered all the pain that he had caused not only me but my wife too but why? Why do I feel like something is burning inside me when I see Meher and my brother holding hands together, why do I feel I lost everything whenever I see her being sad or even when she just says nothing at all I feel something has gone missing, why do I cry when she gets hurt and feel happy when she smiles? She is just a friend right than why do I want more? I have never felt like this before, never. But now I do, it's something different yet is weird. I look at the watch Meher still hasn't came out of the room since we returned she just handed me cup of coffee and left. The disappointment I her eyes said it all.

She's up the stairs now. I can hear her moving round. She's clearly thinking about what has just happened and than it gone quiet before descending the stairs and gracing the kitchen table with her presence.

She strolls down the stairs ten minutes later, dressed in the dress that she had brought earlier clings to her body perfectly. Through the dress I can make out all the perfect curves, though I try my hardest not to look. She throws me a quick smile and removes my coffee, replacing it with a new one. It tastes so much sweeter knowing it's from her.

"What you think? Should I wear it on Lodi or not?" She tosses my way. I can't help but smile. I feel it is my duty to admire the beauty she radiates. Her black hair lay, perfectly groomed though lightly tousled, on her shoulders. The smile on her face warms my heart, once again giving me that feeling of butterflies, heart and flowers.

"You okay?" I return. My response sounds so useless. For a moment her eyes catch mine. Is that disappointment I see in her orbs of jade? God I am so stupid why I am spoiling the perfect mood she created, trying to forget what stupid twat I had been just an hour ago. Well she doesn't need to think that way I feel it myself how can I be so violent to my own flesh and blood over her. But she not nothing is she? She is everything I want

"You look tired, you should go back to sleep" She orders. Surely she knows I cannot sleep after all this has happened. I nod weakly, indicating I have things on my mind. Her smile fades as once again we find our eyes drawn to one another's. She touches my hand, stroking my thumb with her own. I want her to sit next to me and talk to me about how she is feeling, share all our happiness, sadness, nightmares and dreams together. show her how much she means to me, then wake up holding her in my arms, better than it used to be, though that itself was blissfully perfect.

"Not really, just wanted things to be sorted you know…. Work preparation" I reply. It's false. I'm a fake. Surely she sees it? She smiles back god that's reassuring as she stands up and goes into the cupboard and carries the little bag that I was forced to carry home.

"Mmm maybe. You should take the day off work, make sure you're OK, I'd hate it if anything were to cause you any distress."

Distress? Distress? The biggest distress is living in the same room as her, talking to her, working with her, being so close and yet not actually possessing her. She sounds so compassionate. I smile thankfully. Maybe if I do miss a shift then she'll nurse me. I find it appalling that I'm using her consideration to steal a few hours with her.

She passes me the bag as she nods her head towards the opening; I smile and look inside as I see a red box and white glitter paper placed neatly on the bag. I take the parcel out and tear it up to find myself with nice shirt just my favourite colour as she opens the box for me. I look at her as she takes out a pair of silver cufflinks and places it on the shirt making sure she matches them and haven't been careless on shopping.

"I got this for you…….. You know for your first Lodi and also you said you haven't got a shirt that you can wear in your interview so I thought why not? What you think?"

"Think?" it's fantastic "its perfect but you shouldn't have it coasted bomb hasn't it?" I ask please tell me no.

"Who cares it's from me okay so no counting" she hits me playfully in my rested arm on the table as I stand up.

"It's too good. Thanks. Come here eh?" I spread open my arms and she slides into them. For a moment it's exactly as it should be, her and me. She nestles her head into my chest and I kiss the top of her head. Then she pulls away and her eyes say nothing. A weight lines my stomach. So near…and so far! But then she kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear giving me the knots on my stomach

"Thank you for protecting me" she said beofre wlaking off into the distance leaving an empty space not just in my eyes but also in my heart.

Kismat se tum humko mile ho
Kaise chhodenge, yeh haath hum na chhodenge

Yes he punched him!!!!! 👏 Go preet!!!!!

omg omg omg.....................amazing the wait was absolutely worth it................i could picture evrything in my head whilst i was reading it!!!

hey im a new reader of ur ff preet n meher iv always luved der jodi i hpe dey fall in luv on da show aswell luved ur ff luv preet n meher