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SORRY
She stretched out her arms just to cover his upper body, her tresses covering his face and his palm resting on her lower back... her sleepy eyes and hazy mind took its own sweet time to register that she was not supposed to do what she was doing! He must have surely removed the boundary of cushions she had put after having a nice time lecturing him late after midnight... but what was she doing in his arms? why did he hold her? And then the happy morning came with a happy realization that she had edged into his side of the bed not even leaving an inch of space for him to move which she always did and so he just protectively held her letting her wrap herself around him which he always ...
That was OKKK but she was angry... very angry with her angry young man... what does he think of himself, What does this Not-So-Bratty OBEROI think of himself to be? SUPERMAN? He goes out of town, many a times even without informing her... skips his meals when banging heads into canvases and fists into clay, has actually forgotten that he has a family and a caring loving wife at home because he is very busy devoting all his time to some important sculptures of Ganpati Bappa as Ganesh Chaturthi is approaching, Not that she whines about it, GAURI KUMARI SHARMA is a wife really understanding but limits were crossed the previous day... he did not finish his breakfast, hardly had time for lunch... so even when in fever he did not have his medicines and then while surfing the news channels in the evening she realizes that her darling husband is in Ahemdabad busy giving a lecture at a fine arts institute. She had strictly instructed him to cancel that trip
Why is he so vigorous, so dynamic, so forceful but so cozy... she thought at that moment busy cuddling into him taking pleasure in his hold... settling her chin in the crook of his neck. What if he is so delicious, so so irresistible. She is annoyed with the way he is not caring for himself, she loosened his grip from her body not because she wanted very well aware of her wakeful breathing pattern he let her go because he wanted then bringing her face near to his she stroked her nose against his letting their lips fondle, an overpowering habit it was for her.
Leaning against the cold metallic railing of the balcony on this rain soaked morning she enjoyed howthe dampened mud, it felt quite chilly. His lose sweatshirt was not something which could save her from the sudden wind but his affectionate embrace was... GOOD MORNING GAURI... he spoke as his eyes wanted to do the talking and understanding his need to see her smile like every other morning her head instinctively turned for their lips to meet... his hands working under his sweatshirt, his fingers squeezed her flesh and he held her tighter in into his built kissing her now exposed shoulder
I AM ANGRY OM BECAUSE U REALLY DON'T SEEM TO CARE ABOUT ANYTHING... AAPKO HUMAARI BILKUL PARWAH NAHI HAIN. she complained I AM SORRY he whispered in a stimulating tone forcing her heart to melt... that was it... he always knew how to win her back when she is upset... she leaned against his chest when he offered... A WARM SHOWER? NOOO! she replied swiftly... I WANT A HOT ONE... she then ordered him . Your wish is my command Mrs. Kara he said lifting her in his arms and walking towards the bathroom.
Ye Hai Mohabbatein
