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"Zain tum pagal ho? Itne bhi chote nhi ho ki tum seedhiyon se gir gye. Haste haste chal rhe the, dhyaan se chala kro Kitkit." Aaliya said applying cream on Zain's wound.
"Accha bahi. Jab tum giri thi toh mei kitni tension me tha. Aur ab mei gira hu toh meri koi khabar hi nhi. Hadd hai MKB!" Zain said pouting. Aaliya smiled at his cuteness and finally wrapped tape around his hand.
"Dressing ho gyi. Chalo mei jaa rhi hu mujhe aur bhi kaam hai. Dawayi ki zaroorat nhi hai. Aur rest krna hai toh krlo, uski bhi waise toh koi zaroorat nhi. Kr lo tumne krna hai toh." Aaliya said getting up from the bed when Zain caught her arm and pulled her back. Aaliya fall in such a way that Zain was lying on the bed and Aaliya on top of him.
"Shauhar se zyaada important kaam bhi koi ho skta? Come on Aaliya. Tumhara Shauhar khatre mei hai. I HAVE HURT MY HAND!" Zain said rolling over her.
"Besharmi toh tumhara rago mei dhodhti hai na? Agar itna hi 'danger' mei hote toh kya yeh sab kr pate? Tumhe toh bas mauka chahiye, ese natak krne ka. Ab mere upar se hato. Mujhe jaana hai!" Aaliya said pushing him off her. Zain finding no way out started screaming.
"Aaahhh! Aahhh!" Zain screamed holding his hand. He turned to look at Aaliya's expressions. And he was shocked to see her laughing. "Tum has rhi ho? Yaha tumhare shauhar ko itni zor se chhot lgi hai. Aur tumhe hasi aa rhi?"
"Mr. Kitkit Abdullah, chhot dusre haath mei lgi thi!" Aaliya said raising his other hand which actually had the wound. Zain immediately left the hand and grapped the other.
"Haan toh woh dard ek side se dusri side chala gya. Meri glti nhi hai. Tum- Tumhe kaam hai na? Jao woh kro. Mu- Mujhe sona hai. Jao tum yaha se!" Zain said pulling the blanket on his head. Aaliya smiled and pulled it down and kissed his cheek and forehead. Zain had his eyes closed, but was smiling. He grabbed her arm and soon fall asleep. Aaliya smiled and took her hand out and walked out of the room. Standing at the door entrance she looked at him.
"MERA DRAMEBAAZ SHAUHAR!" Aaliya said smiling. She walked out of the room then to make some soup for his 'in danger' Shauhar.
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-Tanu. (Your Fav Author! ;P)
"Accha bahi. Jab tum giri thi toh mei kitni tension me tha. Aur ab mei gira hu toh meri koi khabar hi nhi. Hadd hai MKB!" Zain said pouting. Aaliya smiled at his cuteness and finally wrapped tape around his hand.
"Dressing ho gyi. Chalo mei jaa rhi hu mujhe aur bhi kaam hai. Dawayi ki zaroorat nhi hai. Aur rest krna hai toh krlo, uski bhi waise toh koi zaroorat nhi. Kr lo tumne krna hai toh." Aaliya said getting up from the bed when Zain caught her arm and pulled her back. Aaliya fall in such a way that Zain was lying on the bed and Aaliya on top of him.
"Shauhar se zyaada important kaam bhi koi ho skta? Come on Aaliya. Tumhara Shauhar khatre mei hai. I HAVE HURT MY HAND!" Zain said rolling over her.
"Besharmi toh tumhara rago mei dhodhti hai na? Agar itna hi 'danger' mei hote toh kya yeh sab kr pate? Tumhe toh bas mauka chahiye, ese natak krne ka. Ab mere upar se hato. Mujhe jaana hai!" Aaliya said pushing him off her. Zain finding no way out started screaming.
"Aaahhh! Aahhh!" Zain screamed holding his hand. He turned to look at Aaliya's expressions. And he was shocked to see her laughing. "Tum has rhi ho? Yaha tumhare shauhar ko itni zor se chhot lgi hai. Aur tumhe hasi aa rhi?"
"Mr. Kitkit Abdullah, chhot dusre haath mei lgi thi!" Aaliya said raising his other hand which actually had the wound. Zain immediately left the hand and grapped the other.
"Haan toh woh dard ek side se dusri side chala gya. Meri glti nhi hai. Tum- Tumhe kaam hai na? Jao woh kro. Mu- Mujhe sona hai. Jao tum yaha se!" Zain said pulling the blanket on his head. Aaliya smiled and pulled it down and kissed his cheek and forehead. Zain had his eyes closed, but was smiling. He grabbed her arm and soon fall asleep. Aaliya smiled and took her hand out and walked out of the room. Standing at the door entrance she looked at him.
"MERA DRAMEBAAZ SHAUHAR!" Aaliya said smiling. She walked out of the room then to make some soup for his 'in danger' Shauhar.
So how's it? Good? Bad? Awesome?
Do leave ur comments and likes.
Lotsa Love,
-Tanu. (Your Fav Author! ;P)
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