Part-11

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"Hey Anubhav" A girl entered who was wearing short dress...

"Zara" Anubhav smiled and went near her...

"Boht dinon baad mile tumse... kese ho?" Zara asked with a smile....

Zara - "Acche hain...tumhara batao..."

"Meri to thik hain...accha suna ki tumhara shaadi ho gaya...sacchi?" Zara asked excitedly...

Anubhav- "Sacchi...mera sweetie se shaadi hua hain..."

Zara - "Sweetie matlab...Haseena...?"

"Ha Zara...tum sabke Haseena...aur mera sweetie..." Anubhav replied in a possessive tone...

Zara - "Oh!! Congo Bro !"

Anubhav- "Tum aaj ghar aa jao....sabse mil bhi loge... aur sweetie bhi tumhe dekhke khush hogi...."

Zara - "Aa... Anubhav..... Ph... Phir kabhi jayenge naa...."

Anubhav- "Thik hai... jaise tumhare marzi... accha Zara... ab hum chalte hai... vaise tum kahan reh rhi ho...."

Zara - "Yha ek hotel hain na... Divine Blues... voha hu..."

"Oh great! Phir ekdin sweetie ko leke aaunga... acche se welcome karna...ok?" Anubhav said...

Zara - "Bilkul..."

Anubhav leaves in his car.... and Zara books a cab to go to her hotel....


In the hotel....

Zara enters her room and bangs the door in frustration....

Hume jald hi yha se nikalna hoga.... I... I can't face her.... No... I can't... be the cause of her pain.... Anubhav loves her... she is happy... that's it... I need to leave the city as soon as possible....

Zara takes out a frame of two little kids from her cupboard... and touches the faces of the two innocents with her hands.... and a drop of tear falls on the photo - frame....

Yeh muskaan tumhara humesha kayem rahe... yhi duaa karungi main Haseena.... hope ki zindagi mein kabhi humari mulaqat na ho.... Main tumhe aur dukh nahi de sakti...

Zara sits on the couch hugging the frame...


Singh Mansion...

Anubhav sits on the couch beside Haseena who was seeing her books and notes.... seeing Anubhav beside her Haseena keeps those aside....

Anubhav smiles - "Sweetie... Kaisa laga itne dinon baad college jaake?? "

Haseena hugs Anubhav... keeping her head on his chest - "Thank you Anu... boht miss kiya college... professors ke lectures... boht enjoy kiya aaj... thank you so much.... Everyone was so good... specially after your warning... "

Anubhav chuckled... "After all... tumhare security is my first priority... and listen... if anyone disturbs you... mujhe ake batana... I will handle it... "

Haseena gets up her head... "In which style... The great gangster Raakal style... or my husband Anubhav Singh style... "

Anubhav- "Jis style mein logo ko pehle samjh ayega... us style mein..."

Haseena- "Hmm..."

" Go to sleep Sweetie...itne dinon baad college gayi... thaki hogi... you may need rest... " Anubhav said getting up....

" Tumhe kese pata.... " Haseena asked shocked...

"I'm your husband sweetie... mujhe sab kuch pata hota hain.... "





Okay.... dear readers... This part is not written by Krupa... she is having a little bad health... she will post soon once she gets better... She writes much better... and I'm not a pro in writing this genre... but still... I hope that I didn't disappoint you much....

Thank You... 

Soft Side & Rude Side ✔जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें