Susheela was laying on the bed and her husband was kissing her cheeks.
Susheela - sham ho chuki hai.... Mujhe khana bhi banana hai...
Pramod - thodi der aur...
She remove his hand and and got up settling her blouse on her shoulder. He held her hand back and makes her lay on the bed.
He kissed her neck slightly that made her toes curl up.
Pramod - mere Paas tumhare liye kuch hai...
She was shocked after listening this, what has he brought now, she can't hide anything from her mother in law.
Susheela - kya?
Pramod - dikhau...
Susheela - hm... Dikhao...
Pramod - ek minute.
He got up and brought out something from his cupboard.
Susheela - kya hai ye....
Pramod - mobile phone.
Susheela - kya?!!!
She got up immediately.
Pramod - aise kyo shock ho rahi ho...
Susheela - pehle vo payal kam thi kya.. Job ab phone lekar aae ho..
Pramod - lekar nahi aaya mai... Order kiya hai... India me to mila bhi nahi ye piece... Bahar se mangaya hai...
He opened that box and showed her the mobile and the accessories along with it.
Susheela - touch screen zaroori tha... Keypad lekar aate to bhi chal jata na mujhe...
Pramod - tum meri biwi ho... To jab maine aaj tak keypad use nahi kiya to tumhe kaise karne deta.
Susheela - maine kabhi use nahi kiya hai touch screen.
Pramod - to mai hu na... Sab sikhane ke liye...
Susheela - lekar hi kyo aae... Vapas kar do...
Pramod - are return ka option nahi hai na.
Susheela - mujhe nahi chaiye...
Pramod - nakhre mat dikhao mujhe... Poore Che hazar me mila hai.
Susheela - mujhe nahi chaiye...
Pramod - tumhe meri qadar hi nahi hai na.
Susheela - emotional blackmail to karna mat mujhe.
Pramod - ha to nahi karta jao tumse baat... Pati Bechara hafte me do din to ghar aata hai... Usme bhi Tum naraz hokar baith jao...
Susheela picked the mobile phone frustratedly.
Susheela - kaise chalta hai ye?
Pramod pasted a sweet kiss on her cheek.
Pramod - abhi batata hu.....
He was teaching her how she can use the functions of the mobile phone.
In the kitchen.
Garima was herself preparing the dinner in the kitchen and she didn't called Susheela for help, she wanted to couple to spend some more time together.
Susheela hurriedly came inside the kitchen.
Susheela - bhabhi sorry...
Garima - koi baat nahi....
Mini - mil gaya samay tumhe? Garima bechari kab se lagi hui hai...
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Life of Her.
FanfictionStory of early 20's. A BROWN INDIAN girl from Muradnagar gets married to Pramod Kansal from Ghaziabad. The sincere, soft and simple girl who faced a lot since childhood. Simply married to him. Her sweet husband who loves her immensely never gets t...
