Heres the part 2 guys..
Sanam watched the doors open and close behind her. All she could make out is that there's some conversation between Aahil and lateef going on.
She took a moment to relax herself and cherished in the memories of past few minutes. She never expected that what started as a fake marriage and what had once been a hate-hate relationship could turn into this thing.. LOVE... The one very thing she never believed.. The one thing which she always argued with Haya..
She blushed and was lost in thoughts of her husband.
"Tadaa !!!" The doors reopened and there's Aahil Raza Ibrahim infront of her smiling like a lil puppy dog curious to see the reaction of its owner. But what surprised her more was the tray he was carrying. She couldn't believe her eyes
"Aaahilll !! What is that in your hands. Who did it. And whats the use of bringing it up"
Yess, sanam knew all the answers for the questions she had posed. Yet, There was a state of unbelievability present in the situation ahead of her.
She stared at Aahil mouth open as he walked towards her and put the tray on the bed gently and stood infront of Sanam
The walk, the smile, the way he does things and to top that the thing he had in his hands.. It was too much for Sanam to take in.
Aahil lifted his hand and closed sanams open mouth with his fingers by tapping on her chin bringing her back to senses
"How's that" asked Aahil arching his brow and posed a 'jahapana at your service' stance bending forwards.
"Is it real or am i dreaming" were the only words blurted out from Sanam's mouth.
A small chuckle escaped Aahils lips as he looked at Sanam's astonished eyes.
"Pinch me " said Sanam. "Pinch me, if its true" she said searching in her husband's eyes for any hint of answer.
Aahil closed the little space between them and put a hand on sanam's back. With his other hand he squashed sanam's cheek and said " This is no longer a dream Sanam. I've been dreaming of this since a while and now that the moment has come its time to make this dream of ours a reality. A reality where you no longer need to drool on me behind my back, where.. "
Sanam was shocked listening to those words. As if all that's happening at the moment was not enough.. He now knew that she had drooled on him all this while. Oh Godd.. This noww too much for her to take.
"I'm not drooling on you" Sanam said weakly, turning away from him. She needed a moment for herself and to top that saying those words were literally impossible seeing him that close to her.
He slowly walked behind her and spoke into her ears. "Yes, you were, you are and you shall in the future too" Saying those words he put his hands on hers and gripped them. Sanam closed her eyes at the touch.. That was supposed to be her little secret.
" Now tell me how do i look more sexy.. With shirt or without. I find you drooling on me either ways that it's difficult for me to make out" spoke Aahil with a hint of tease and mocking in it.
Sanam rolled her eyes and turned towards him putting an index finger on his forehead and gently pushing him back. " Enough of your Emraan Hashmi talks" she replied back.
He caught her finger and moved it down from his forehead towards his lips speaking "So, you seriously think your husband's Emraan Hashmi. That does anyway explain your drooling right"
Sanam couldn't speak anymore. How could she have let him know all this. She stared at him as her finger travelled all the way down almost towards his lips where he just stopped to see her reaction and tease her more.
"Allah Mia.. " she said swapping her fingers away and continued "The food.. Aahil.. It's getting cold.." Saying that she walked and sat on the bed glad that she found an excuse at the correct moment.
Aahil crossed his hands and smiled as she stared at the food.
"Kheer.. Chole Bhaturee.. And.." He voice trailed away as she stared at the greenish little thing in a small bowl.
"And my biwis all time favorite sidedish Pudine ki chutney without which no dish could ever be complete right? Just like the way you complete me Sanam" Aahil said finishing her sentence with a little touch of his essence.
She blushed. "You did these..reallyy?? "
"What were you thinking" Aahil said as he sat down infront of her on the opposite side of the tray.
" Lateef.. She did these right?" He heart did know that Aahil did those but her mind just couldn't believe it.
"Whaat?? Lat-eef.. Look sanam, i woke up in the morning to make breakfast for my wife and the credits go to Lateef!! Well, she did show me the recipe book but the rest was all my effort.. Well my love it is rather than my effort"
"Thank youu.. Thank youu soo much Aahil. I.. I just.. Oh my god.. This is just too much for me to take " she said taking a bite of chole bhature with pudiney ki chutney.
There were tears in her eyes..
Aahil noticed them and said.. "Sanam.. The tears.. Allah.. Is it that terrible..Im sorr-ee"
She cut his voice in the middle saying.. "These are tears of contentment.. And why yes, they really taste good.. I love them.."
Sensing the tension building up in the climate around them she added " Waise bhi.. No one could ever match the food made by sanam, you know. Anyways.. It's good for a beginner. I'm sure you'll improve. A few classes from your world class biwi would make you a good chef and then i can take rest for a while " she grinned.
Aahil smiled at her speech.. Seeing her smile heartily was all he wanted.. He could spend his whole life looking at that.
They fed each other the rest of the breakfast and sanam rose up, picking the dishes.
Aahil caught her arm and asked "Where are you going now?"
"My sister's coming home and i need to make some preperations for her" she replied smiling
"Ohh.. Hmm.. Fine" said Aahil sitting back as she walked past him.. He suddenly rose and ran towards her just before she was about to leave the room
"Sanam.. Wait"
"What noww??" She enquired "listen.. Haya and Rahat shall come here soon and i have lots to do.. So you better have a proper reason for stopping me abruptly now"
"Yeah.. I have a really important question to ask.. You know, now that haya and faiz are no longer together and hayas not married yet.."
"Hmm.." Sanam nodded sensing that it could be something important.
Aahil continued.. "So what do you think we have to do about the dream house?? " he paused for a moment to let her understand what he's saying..
"You see.. I mean the room we decided to have for haya and faizs children everytime they come for hols.. For whom i was supposed to teach english..and cricket!! What should we do now.. Do you have any ideas regarding it??" He spoke inching close to her..
Sanam closed her eyes in surprise.. "Godd.. Aahill.. Well, theres always another way.. " she spoke.. Aahil smirked as she continued..
"Donot worry.. Haya and Rahat will be married soon and we can ask them to make it fast" she spoke smacking him gently on his cheek as she opened the door leaving it for Aahil to be taken aback now.
Inside the room, Aahil watched as her begum walked down the corridor.. He smiled to himself as he just heard what sanam said.. "Yee Sanam bhii.. Nothings easy with her and yet everything seems perfectly fine as long as you are with her" he said to himself as hes lost in her thoughts.
Meanwhile Aahil had same impact on Sanam too.. She blushed to herself as she walked towards the kitchen..
Thats it for the part 2 guys.. As always.. Looking forward to your reviews.
It'll be haya and rahat and sahil next part.
And i have a few other ideas in my mind..
But yes.. Thats all for now.
Hope you liked it..
Edited by Wynter - 10 years ago
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