Just a simple love story between a couple arranged for marriage. It's ONLY a feel good book from my side without any unnecessary drama or plotting yet everything you might be looking for.
(Ab yaha tak aa gye ho toh padh bhi lo. I promise you won't r...
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Ahana's pov
After taking a nice bath I got ready in some casual clothes which was a light blue colour sweater top as I was feeling cold and a simple black jeans with my hair open because it was wet.
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I came out of the room and made my way to the kitchen were Randhir was cooking something just like he did when we came here the first time. How far we have came from there,the thought only made me smile. Since his back was towards me so I went to him and hugged him from back wrapping my hands around his torso. He stilled for a second but the next moment his one hand was on mine which was on his stomach. I hugged him tight taking a deep sigh.
"What are you making?". I asked after sometime
"Pancakes" I immediately broke the hug shocked which made him confused. I asked him
"You made pancakes?" Not knowing why I asked him this he replied
"Yes?" But it sounded more like a question. I immediately threw my hands around him hugging him again.
"You know I like pancakes so much but never knew how to make it. I mean I am a decent cook but pancakes was the only thing I was never able to make". He chuckled hearing me and said
"Well then it will be nice feeding you pancakes made by me every time". I smiled showing my teeths to him and he said
"But there is one problem?" I furrowed my eyebrows and asked
"What?"
"Actually I have made only pancakes and tea but mujhe bhook bohot jaada lagi hai"
"Toh?" I asked him again not getting it.
"Toh mtlb? Ab kya mein sirf pancakes khaoga? Mera isse kuch nhi hone wala neither do I know much about cooking anything else". He said the main thing pouting like a child making me want to pull his cheeks.
"So what I am for? I will make something more for us and especially you. Waise bhi iss kitchen mein kisi chiz ki kami nhi hai" I said chuckling while he had that cute boyish grin on his face looking exited. It was very rare to see him like this because he always is calm and collected like a gentleman but this is his another side which I think he shows rarely.
"Okay than you do that tab tak I'll go take a shower". I nodded smiling and he turned to go when I remembered something.
"Randhir suniye". He stopped hearing me and turned
"Haa bolo"
"Woh actually since I didn't knew we were coming here spending a day toh mein apna vermilion box nhi laayi. So you cannot fill my hairline today" I told him the situation. Though I didn't liked my hairline without vermilion but cannot do anything for it. He smirked hearing me making me narrow my eyes at him. Now what is going in his head? He took my hand and started walking towards the room while I was all confused. Reaching to the wardrobe he opened a drawer and removed a small box. But not any regular box instead a vermilion box. I looked at him shocked while he taking a pinch filled my hairline and my eyes got closed on its own. He kissed me there and I opened my eyes.
