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Hi everyone!
For past few days, state of forum is unexpected. Blaming game is on...etc etc... Gah! I am tired and further don't wish to read any post n defend anyone. I love n respect Barun and Sanaya and always will. As many of u know, my only way to wear off my sadness is writing an OS. The title and storyline is suggested by my lovely Jeena di🤗. Remember, Khushi's Swami...😉 . Here comes, OS...where Swami is in naughty mood. Ab kya kare, pyaar kiya hai...attraction to hogi hei😆😆
~ Swami Reloaded~
"What he thinks of himself?? Rakshas..!! I won't spare him. Swami is what irritates him... I will continue doing that. ", Khushi said, while gobbling down 20th jalebi.
Arnav was hearing this and was smart enough to irritate his wife.😉
"Yeah! I will again leave a lipstick mark on his handkerchief... Also will put "Chameli" Fragrance on it", Khushi determined, munching 21st jalebi🥱.
Everyone was settled at dining table for breakfast. When,
"Khushiii", Arnav called from his (rather their room😉) . His call was enough to send shiver down Khushi's vein.
"Phir! Pata nhi konsa naya bahana dhoonda hoga uss Laad governor humme pareshaan karne ke liye. Kasam, Jalebiyon ki, iss baar hum unhe pareshan karke chodegey! ", Khushi determined to herself.{ Again! I don't know which new excuse he has found to irritate me! Swear of my jalebi, I won't spare him this time }
With this, she went to her room, fuming...Leaving family confused, to whom she was talking..😕 Of course, Its Khushi😉!
Before going inside the room she covered her head with her duptta, making it difficult for her to see. " BANG"...Door came in Sanka Devi's way!😆
"What the...", Khushi exclaimed...which was supposed to be Arnav's reaction. Poor Arnav, was left with nothing...just a smirk.
"And you...", Khushi shouted...while rubbing her head...pointing towards Arnav... " I mean Swami...what happen? ", Khushi asked in sudden changed tone.
"Um...yeah, my shirt button got broken! ", Arnav said.
"So? ", Khushi asked in confused tone.
" So, fix it back dammit! ", Arnav ordered.
"Oh! Sure swami...Open and give me...I'll fix it", Khushi said extending her hand to grab his shirt.
" No No...It will take time...come NEAR me and fix it...Fast! ", Arnav ordered.😉
"Okay...huh...what...no..." , Khushi exclaimed.
"What No...u can't do this for ur swami..? ", Arnav asked in innocent tone😆.
Khushi was speechless. Going near him meant, beginning of Dhak Dhak and blush. She concentrated more n came to an excuse.
" This color thread is finished. Ya...ya...I remember...", Khushi said..praising her brains.
" You may wear other shirt", she said.
" Fine", Arnav turned to his wardrobe, opened stitching box, checked the color of threads and then selected black shirt.
He then turned to her...opened his shirt... ( Of course, she was drooling his muscles) ...wore new one and broke its button too...taking advantage of Khushi's attention towards his muscles😉.
"Now KKGSR...Button of this shirt is also broken...fix it back...and don't worry, I have seen, thread of this color is available. ", Arnav smirked.
With no options left...Khushi made her way to Arnav, took stitching box from him and took out needle and thread. She took out the reqd. thread and starting putting it inside eye of needle.
Arnav was watching all this. His wife looked beautiful even when she did such small things...The way she closed one of her eye...put thread inside needle..then she... "DONE! "
Arnav's thought was interrupted by Khushi's excitement which she showed when she was successful in putting thread inside the needle. Gah! It was beautiful site!
" Now fix it fast! " , Arnav ordered.
The flashing 240volt smile, vanished from her face...when the lion roared lamb to come near him🥱 . She was praying to her blush not to show off itself for now...and was begging her DHAK DHAK to control itself.
She went near him and touched his shirt. Gosh! It was warm! Her blush began to show itself😆. She went more near him and started fixing button. Although, he never hold her..she could still feel warmth of his presence. His fragrance...ah! Delicious!☺️
Same was happening with Arnav. Khushi...near him...so close! He could see the innocence in her eyes...Love, which he wanted to feel...her seducing fragrance! Ah!
Both of them were now lost in each other's warmth..close...yet so far!😒 His fragrance was intoxicating Khushi now. Her heart beat was racing fast.
"Ah..! " , exclaimed Khushi. Needle got into her finger😲
"What the...Can't u be careful! Show me dammit! ", Arnav shouted at her with concern and grabbed her hand. It was bleeding profusely. Arnav, without hesitating once, put her finger in his mouth. Khushi, for once shivered, but then, allowed him to do so... She was watching him...his concern for her...Just one wound and he got so much tensed! The love which he was showing to her...was pleasure she always wanted feel, ever since she fell in love with Arnav.
Arnav took out her finger, brushing it on his lips in this process...
"Ab theek hai? " Arnav asked.
Khushi nodded..and continued fixing his button. But, still both thinking about each other.
Her blood is sweet, then, why I feel bitterness? , Arnav mused.
His closeness has warmth...is it of Love or hatered? , Khushi wondered.
Hope U'll like it..
Sorry for mistakes!
Do comment and like, it encourages me :-)
Love,
Gazal
...I expected that from you ..
...And keep going 👍🏼😊
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