58 ~ The Laughing Rose

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Sultan POV

She blushed hard and lied on the bed.

I leaned in to kiss her forehead and muttered.

"You should know and understand how much you are special to me," 

She blinked and I continued.

"Get Dressed!,"

She knitted her eyebrows but sat up without questioning me. She went from there, wrapping herself in a cloth. While I wore my clothes sitting there.

I ordered an attendee to bring the dinner for her when she was busy dressing.

The moment she came back to the bed, the attendee also presented with the dinner.

"You still hungry?" She asked looking at the huge plate.

I sat on the couch and patted the place beside me. She walked and sat comfortably.

"It's like my heart is still hungry," I muttered placing my palm over my chest.

She chuckled and muttered.

"You are so caring,"

"Only caring," I teased.

She lifted her eyes and looked into mine shaking her head slowly.

"You are," She breathed. "Umm, you are loving too,"

I made a bite of food and muttered.

"Only loving," I thinned my brows and forwarded my hand to feed her. She was still hungry and I could fees how much hard work she put in making food for me.

She shook her head a little and muttered.

"Yo... You are strong too,"

I chuckled.

"Leave it, you can't admit that,"

She smiled and took another bite.

"You are hot," She stated.

"Hot?" I feed her with another bite.

She nodded chewing the food and muttered without looking at me.

"You affect really much,"

Her cheeks turned red and nervous as she started forming the bite and forwarded her small hands to me.

"Whatever I am, only for you," I stated and took the bite.

"Sultan, I don't know but you have a really really big heart than anyone else, I ever saw,"

I chuckled.

"How much big?"

She laughed.

"You know what I mean,"

I shook my head and muttered.

"Pyaas se mol jal ka... Or bhook se mol paan ka,
Shav se mol shvaas ka... Or shyah se mol gyan ka,
Daanav se mol dev ka... Or paap se mol dharm ka,
Mol ka astitva andhakar se... Or atteet se mol vartmaan ka,"

She coughed hardly and her face turned red. I quickly handed over her water and she muttered.

"When did you learn it?"

I smiled.

"Not only you can surprise me, right?"

She looked at me with shock and continued.

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