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OS - The Tadibaaz Wife
Splash the droplets flew as the surface of water was crushed under sudden weight.
Running his hand through his hair he brought his face up the surface of water. "Phat the wuck!"
She tapped her palm against each other dusting off the imaginary powdered dust. Smirking she sat down on her feet, "Mazza Aaya?"
He cleared his face of the dripping water and opened his eyes wide, feeling the sudden warmth in the cool water. She stood there completely wet, the smirk still loitering on her face.
"Bola thaa naa underestimate mat karna Mr. Calculator Singh Oberoi, ab maafi maange ge?"
"Shivaay Singh Oberoi kabhi maafi nahi maangta!" He said without batting an eyelid, his composure promising as ever.
She moved slightly closer, bending over to his shoulder she whispered in his ear. "Abhi nahi maanenge aap Mere Shivaay hai!"
He flinched slightly her hot breath fanning his cold ear and her frame leaning on to his.
Rolling his fingers into a fist, he raised his hands and jerked himself away from her and turned to walk out from the blue waters. When he stopped and paused as though thinking of an alternative plan. In the next few seconds he was right in front of her and his hands fixed her hands behind her back in a strong grip.
"I told you before, and I DON'T want to REPEAT once more...anD yes. No one messes with Shivaay Singh Oberoi." He smirked completing his sentence, and jerking her hands his eyes deep blue speaking an altogether different language.
He walked out of the pool a smirk mysteriously loitering around his face and ran his hand over his head.
She squeezed her eyes, glaring at him behind his back, "Game Over Mr. Chaalu Cheez", she clapped her hand against the surface of the water and took huge dragging steps following his trail.
He slammed the door of the wardrobe shut wiping his hair, a smile playing around his lips. His muscles tensed, his eyes focused, he felt her. His serious straight face mask slowly rolled down his face like the curtains marked the transition of scenes.
He carefully, casually turned. No sooner had he turned than his eyes grew wide and focused on the pointed tip of knife, pointed straight at him.
She inched closer in the coolest manner, extending the knife towards him, as though it were a lollipop.
"Aye...aye...wwaaatttcchh it!" his words dragged.
She smirked her eyes shining in a Tadi of their very own.
"Sach" she shot.
"Look... You are mad...take this knife off, mujhe...mujhe lag jaayegi."
One and two. She stepped closer. "Sach bhaar aayega toh yeh peeche chali jaayegi warna...
She stepped closer as he now stood against the wall.
He was lost in her and silently continued to stare, his faithful mask not giving away his thoughts.
She took a step closer."Boliye" she playfully jerked the knife in air to scare him.
"Warna?" he asked looking staright down into her chocolate brown eyes, diverting his eyes from her wet form.
"Warna.. " she warned trying to sound cold and scary but failed terribly. Rather sounding muffled up due to the desire she saw in those deep blue pools. She went still closer, their faces mere inches apart.
"Warna.." He whispered leaning on to her frame.
His dazzling blue eyes looked at her and interlocked her gaze.
A droplet dropped down from his wet hair to her chin and rolled down disappearing out of his sight. He clenched his jaw as his heart thudded louder than ever.
She gulped as she felt his hand rest on her waist.
"Mujh se bura loi nahi hoga!" She completed, melting in his hold.
He bent down but before he could cater to his thoughts his mind smacked him, and he fidgeted, gaining his lost composure.
"I said, I don't want to repeat " he nodded his head strangely, "Deewalein Bhi SUN kar thak gayi hongi." His eyes pressing the meaning of his words. She slowly understood.
"Main wo sab nahi jaanti, aap ye sab kyun kar rahe hain?" she tilted his chin up, using the edge of the knife.
"You know what...I..CAN'T...I dont want to EXPLAIN. He stressed on the" I Cant " And "Explain".
She fluttered her eyelashes. "Main aapki patni hoon"
He nodded his head in a yes.."Heard it a many times, and told you also...ki tum meri patni.
.nahi.. HO..!" he almost ate up the nahi in a sigh.
"Main naa Anika hoon, agar aap nahi baateyenge to aisa nahi hai mujhe pata nahi chalega" she was back into her Tadi smiling.
He smiled back controlling his giggle, he turned her around the knife at her neck as his palm held her hand. "Main Shivaay Singh Oberoi Hoon!" he nuzzled into her hair taking in her peculiar scent, feeling her heart race. He had missed her for fifteen whole days. She slammed her eyes shut at the homely feel. She had missed his arms around her, his warmth that engulfed her and his love that completed her.
He rolled her out and looked at her with all the longing his eyes could manage to reflect. Her eyes had moisture. He nodded in a no. She smiled.
"Theek hai toh aap nahi bolenge...mat boliye...Main Bhi Anika hoon." he smiled getting the meaning under her words. The World could Turn upside down but she would always be by him, no rhyme no reason required.
It was time to bring back his bold Anika, he realised as he saw her eyes still moist. Stealthily he picked up the other knife by the fruit basket and cutting the air pointed it at her. She took a step backward surprised. He said something about leaving him alone. He once again repeated his move, but the knife in her hand stopped his hand in mid air. The two smirked. She gave him a loud unwanted phrase about something unimportant so that the transpatent ears would have something to listen to.
Smirking the two using the knifes as sword played along with decorative common sentences from their initial fights.
Their desires speaking through their wild knife moves. He has to show off, and confuses her in his moves and she slipped. The knife slipping away to the carpet and she to the bed. Throwing his knife aside he extended his hand to hold her in time but fell on her due to her clumsiness.
She smiled almost breaking into laughter, when he covered her mouth nodding in a deadly no. She caressed his face, he smiled.
"Mujhe pareshaan mat karo."
She grinned.
He rubbed his hand on her cheeks pushing away her hair smiling at her adoringly, wondering when their problems would be over.
"Meri marzi main jo karoon!" She gently rubbed her thumb over her cheek.
He held her hand in his grip, his eyes preying her, she shuddered.
"Dont you mess with Shivaay Singh Oberoi! "He winked, placing a soft lingering kiss on her cheek.
She blushed, he simpered rather cheekily, getting off her before too late.
Wearing that hue of pink on her cheeks she got up to leave. She turned and winked, he blew her a kiss. Rolling her eyes she shook her head.
"Game Over, soon!" She left in search of her clues to unlock her trapped husband from the blackmail, this time more in his style than her very own.
The Tadibaaz Wife, The Wife Who Is Never Off Duty!
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Jodha Akbar
