Chapter 18- I Don't Wanna Lose You

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A honeymoon slash picnic was not what she had expected to go on with this rude, forced to be husband of hers. Just like other girls, even she imagined to enjoy her honeymoon with her future hubby. Going to various destinations, in India or abroad, traveling hand in hand, cracking jokes, having fun and a lot of romance. But, what fate had given her was the complete opposite of her dreams.

Currently, Pari, Samarth and Jiya were on Samarth's Private Jet heading to Paris. Pari was sound asleep with her head on Jiya's lap and Jiya leant back on the couch looking at Samarth. Samarth sensed a pair of eyes looking at him and lifted his head from his laptop. He took one sip of his black coffee and looked at her expectantly while Jiya did the same.

"What?" Samarth asked, irritated by her continuous stare. "What?" Jiya used the same tone at him. "Aise kyun ghoor rahi ho mujhe, jaise abhi hi kha jaaogi?" He asked her with a 'what the hell is wrong with you' look. "Main? Aapko khaaungi? Oh please, mera taste itna kharaab nahi hai. Lekin, aapka nahi pata." Jiya resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him as he would again start with his punishment thing. She wondered what sort of 'punishment' would he give her anyways. Would she enjoy it? Would it be hot and sexy--? "Nahi!" She brushed off the inappropriate thoughts that were forming in her mind. 

She had told herself not to watch that stupid Titanic Movie with that stupidly handsome actor putting up a stupid romantic scene making her go all stupidly insane. She cursed herself for going against her brain. She looked at Samarth and he was staring at her in shock.

"Kya nahi?" He questioned making Jiya's eyes wide. She mentally slapped herself for speaking that out loud enough for the devil to her. "Nahi, kuch nahi." She covered it up instantly making Samarth shake his head and bury his nose back into his laptop. Jiya stared at him for another 3 minutes before breaking the silence.

"What the hell?" Jiya yelled but lowered her voice seeing Pari sleeping on her lap. "Shhhh!! Are you mad? Well, I know you are but this is not the time to kick up your Jhagdalu hormones. What would Pari think? That her so called Jiya Mamma and Papa argue like 7 year olds when left alone?" Samarth spoke slowly and softly as if talking to a baby making Jiya all enraged with the stupid philosophy.

"Is it gonna be this way throughout the trip? Are we going on a business trip or something?" Jiya narrowed her eyes as she asked that. "No, we are going on a honeymoon to celebrate a wonderful union of two hearts filled with hatred for each other." Samarth spoke sarcastically doing hand gestures and finished it up by rolling his eyes. "First correction, we are going on a picnic and not a honeymoon. Second correction, DO NOT ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME, IF YOU CAN'T PERMIT ME TO DO THE SAME!!" Jiya's voice had significantly raised at the end. 

"FINE!! BUT, STOP SHOUTING!!!" The irony was that he himself shouted while telling Jiya to stop yelling. Jiya opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out instead of a whisper groan. "Okay, let's make this interesting." Jiya broke the silence which had engulfed them for another 5 minutes. "Hmm. Go on! I would love to see your pole dance." Samarth spoke, his eyes glued to the laptop screen but he smirked. 

"Chiiii!! You are such an Urghsss!! Why will I do a pole dance to entertain you? And, I was talking about the entertainment of both of us and not you alone." Jiya calmly knocked sense into him and he looked at her with his infamous mischievous smile. "Well, there's a thing we can do to keep both of us entertained." He passed that smirk which made Jiya to cock her eyebrows at him. "We can make love--" He didn't even get to finish his sentence as he received a flying cushion right on his face. He ducked and saved itself from the innocently harmless tool but saw Jiya taking deep breaths and her nostrils flaring.

He had to be scared seeing her 'kaali maa' form but instead he was greatly entertained seeing this and started laughing. Jiya looked at him in confusion not understanding whether her anger can be seen as a joke. Samarth stopped laughing as he received another cushion right at his face. He caught it but his facial expression greatly changed. "Aeee!! Just because am not saying anything, doesn't mean you're free to play this passing the parcel with me. BEHAVE WIFE." He raised his voice and threw the pillow back at her.

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