Part 3:Picking Chahat and Kush up, the two rushed outside only to find Veera sobbing in Gayatri's arms and Nihaal standing around awkwardly in the back, holding Aditya in his hands.**************
"Nihaal. What did you do to Veera?" Prem questioned, giving Nihaal a hard glare, as he walked towards his sister to console her. However, before his brother-in-law could get a word in, Veera started howling
"Prem Bhaiya, this is all your fault. So don't even blame my poor Nihaal for anything. You called him to the office today, on a Sunday, just because you had no one talking to you. Can't I even spend time with my husband without work interrupting?" Before Prem could respond, Veera continued though.
"Here I am, coming to spend time with you instead of with my husband, but what are you doing? Romancing your wife. How unfair Prem bhaiya?" she stated, her hands on her hips and a grin slowly forming on her face.
Prem stood there shocked at the turn of events, as he saw a smile spread on everyone's face.
Wow. So he had been tricked once again. What's with me today? He thought to himself. Suddenly realizing the accusation that was thrown upon him, Prem responded quickly,
"What? I was not romancing in the kitchen. I was merely talking to Heer about our plans tonight." Only when he saw Heer glare at him, while blushing furiously, did he realize what he had just said.
"Hai Hai PB! Kya romance hain! Aur aap to bolti thi ki koi romance shomance nahi chlarahatha kitchen mein!" exclaimed Preet, when he had heard what his brother said.
Kulraj di was not any slower with her teasing.
"Kya Prem? Romance nahi? Tho humara bhabhiji to kyun sharmarahi hain? Huh?" she teased, as she pulled Heer back before she rushed into the kitchen to escape.
"Han Heer Bhabhi. Aap to bilkul laal ho gayi hain!" giggled Maya, as she leaned against her husband, who was holding her by the shoulders.
Seeing Heer blush so much, even her little Kush went up to her and told her
"Mama. Tomato!" indicating that she was as red as a tomato.
Everyone giggled hearing that statement. However, it was Meher that finally walked over to her sister and stood up for her.
"All of you stop it. No need to make fun of my poor didi, when it's all obviously jiju's fault." Her just blushed even more at this entire situation. She just need to escape this entire teasing session.
"Kyun na hum ab cake kate?" she questioned, as everyone continued to laugh.
All the kids, Aditya, Chahat, Kush, and Kulraj di's two children, screamed with excitement.
"Haan. We want cake!"***********
A small table had been set up, and Prem stood behind it, with all the kids surrounding him. Lalit and Gayatri, along with Maya-Harman, Meher-Preet, Kulraj-Kiran, and Veera-Nihaal stood to the side, watching with smiles on their faces at the kids' enthusiasm.
When Heer entered the room, the cake in her hand, Prem stood and stared at her unabashedly, thinking how beautiful his wife looked that night. Harman, Preet, Nihaal, and Kiran looked at each other, smirked, and whistled, as they saw Prem looking at Heer with such longing eyes.
After Prem cut the cake, Heer was the first to take a small piece and place it in her husband's mouth. Prem bent down to place a quick kiss on her cheek before he turned to whisper,
"Tonight, mere Heer." Heer looked at him wide-eyed, as she just couldn't believe he would have the audacity to say that in front of everyone.
Before she could respond to her husband's obvious romance though, Veera stepped in, took some cake in her hands, and smeared it on her brother's face.
"Ab to aap bilkul ek handsome birthday boy jaise lagrahe hain, kyun bhabhi? Aap kya kehte hain?" she questioned, with a smile on her face.
"Mere pyaari Veera. Who am I to disagree with you?" she responded, as she pulled her sister-in-laws cheeks.
"Ow bhabhi. I'm not that little anymore. Don't do this in front of Aditya!" Veera exclaimed, with a small pout on her face.
"Lekin tere bhaiya hain na? He still thinks of you as his little girl," came in Prem, as he slipped his hand around his wife's waist, and pulled her towards himself.
Before Veera could respond to this though, Preet, Meher, and the kids all came towards Prem with cake in their hands.
"Come on. We just want to feed you some cake" they said as they walked closer and closer to the birthday boy. Heer ran away from there pulling Veera with her and went to talk to her brother, not wanting to get any cake on her face.
"Nahi. No way. No more cake on my face" screamed Prem as he tried to back away from the advancing crowd. But before he knew it, his cake was covered in some chocolate cake.
Harman, who was the official photographer for the family, was ready with his camera for this wonderful new look of Prem's.
"Hmm. I definitely know what I'm going to caption this one as. Hamari Chocolate Boy!" he exclaimed as he clicked away.
[hehe. Do you guys get it? Chocolate boy…harshad chopra <3333333]
A while later, after serving everyone cake, Prem went upstairs to wash off his face.
"Heer" he called.
"Where's my towel?" Heer looked at her kids with exasperation.
"Your Papa na. He can't find anything himself." "Prem. Wahi toh hain. Aap dekhle na?" she screamed back, not wanting to go upstairs, and knowing that if she did, she wouldn't be able to come downstairs so quickly.
Gayatri, however, was quick to put in her two thoughts.
"Jaa na Heer. Tu tho janti ho ki yeh ladka apke bagair kuch nahi karsakta hain." Heer blushed profusely, as she responded with a quiet
"Han Ma" and made her way to their bedroom.
*********
"Prem. Towel tho wahi thi na?" she questioned, as she slowly opened the door to her room.
"You really thought I called you upstairs for the towel?" he questioned, a naughty smile playing on his face, his eyes twinkling. He had pulled her inside, grabbing her by the wrist, and closed the door quickly behind her.
"Prem. Ab bas bhi karo" she said, turning away from him, and trying to walk away. However, he quickly grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall, trapping her with both his hands on the wall, and moving closer and closer to his wife.
"Preem. You still have to clean that cake off of your face. What are you doing?" she whined, thrashing around, trying to get out of his grip.
"Romancing my wife, and then maybe we can clean up together" he exclaimed, a smile slowly forming. However, Heer was having none of it.
"We have to go downstairs. It's your birthday and everyone is waiting for you. What will they think if we're upstairs for this long?" Sighing, Prem realized that this was also true and moved away from her, freeing her to go downstairs.
"Come down quickly, ok?" she ordered as she walked away.
"Wait. Before you go, I just wanted to tell you – This cake is really good" he said as he took a finger, wiped some cake off his cheek and put it in his mouth.
However, what came next was a surprise to him too. Heer turned back, walking towards him, asking
"Really?" She took a finger, quickly took cake off his cheek and put it in her own mouth.
"Mmm. This is really good cake" she said her voice low and husky, winking at her husband before turning and walking downstairs.
Prem was left there, staring at his wife's retreating back, his mouth hanging wide open.
Wow. That was one long update. Hope you guys liked it. There is one part left for this story. I'll probably update in two to three days! As always, please do press the like button and do comment. The comments definitely motivate me to write :)
Also, for those of you who haven't done so already, please do check out my other story Tied Together: http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1418933
~Naina
Edited by naina.patel - 15 years ago
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