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"Bachu, I haven't forgiven you yet." I smirk at my husband.
"Yaar Ragu, sorry naa!!"
"Na na na, one! Do do mere paas time nahi hai to waste you know!!" I order him while he frowns.
(I don't have time to waste.)
His fault. Matlab I know I agreed to forgive him but how can I before I get my punishment done by him first.
"Karo."
(Do)
"Office hai mere yeh, ghar par please?"
(This is my office, I will do the punishment at home)
"Ha okay ghar par, phir mein parso ghar par aaungi."
(Okay, then I will come home day after tomorrow.)
"This is nainsaafi, zulm!!"
"Lalalla!"
"Zulmi, atyachari patni. Bas pati ko badnaam karti rehti hai, yeh sabh toh aap hi ho." He mocks me.
(You are zulmi and atyachari, and just taunt me with these names. Alas you are the one with these qualities)
"Acha. Aisa? Hayee itni buri hu mein?"
(Oh is that so? I am that bad?)
He nods his head.
"Ha toh out of love abh tum 50 uthak baithak karoge 25 nahi."
(Acha then, as I am so bad na, now you will do 50 situps and not 25)
"Raguu..."
"One,"
"I won't do it." He says determined.
"Okay," I say stand up and move to leave his cabin.
It was early morning today, and no one had come. They would be here in an hour or so, thus I had pure advantage to make my husband fulfil his punishment.
"Acha na, don't go. I really need a good sleep after days."
I just smile at his words.
Useless, but mine.
"Okay, so one!!"
"Kitne baar one? Itne one kiya hai ki 50 aise hi hogaye honge!"
(How many times are you gonna say one? The amount of times you have said one, the fifty target is already completed.)
"One!" I shout and he pouts.
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"Fourty." I say as Laksh almost stumbles, I chuckle looking at his state.
After saying 'one' for almost twenty times already I started my counting. So this was technically his 60th. Yet who cares.
Punishment is a punishment.
I saw him now fully sitting on the floor, panting while I stand and go near him.
"Baby, ten more are left." I taunt him and smirk.
He looks up for a mere second and smirks seeing me. I am totally confused until he pulls me down over him.
"Laksh," I say tensed sensing it was our office. Anybody could walk in.
He rolls us over so that he is above me down.
"Hmm.." he says as he removes the strand if my hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear.
"Someone will come." I tell him.
"No one will." He announces as looks intently.
"How are you so sure?"
"I so knew this." I heard a voice that didn't belong to Laksh.
Oh God.
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