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~~~PREET's POV~~~
"Bhabhi dekho na iss bhukkad Ko!" I yelled, complaining, when Daljit stole another one of my donuts.
"Kitna khayegi Moti? That's your forth!" He sneered and I felt like smashing my cream donut on his face. But, I love my donuts more than I hate him.
"Daljit, stop irritating her and don't touch those donuts again," Tayi ji entered the lounge, scolding him, and he pouted. I stuck my tongue out at him and in response, he rolled his eyes. Tayi Ji left and I continued to munch on my donuts.
"By the way, Bani told me Asmaara didn't contact her either," he brought the topic up and I sighed. Almost one week and this girl is still missing. I tried calling Rabia also but, she is still out of town.
"By the way, Bani ne tujhe kyun bataya? Usne mujhe call kyun nahi kiya?" I asked him, shoving everything aside. He ignored me and turned on the TV.
"Daljiteyyyyyy?" I asked him, throwing a cushion at him. It landed on the left side of his face and he turned to me, groaning, "stop it Preet and concentrate on your donuts."
"Stop what?" I asked with my mouth full, "kya scene hai? Bol na."
"Romantic scene hai tere shauhar ki movie ka," he teased, putting more emphasis on 'shauhar' and 'romantic'.
"Shauhar? Eww let's stick to husband please?" I cringed my nose and tried to not feel annoyed by the fact that he was romancing that Kavya again.
"Tujhe jealous feel Nahi Hota? They look so good together," he continued and I almost threw my half eaten donut at him but, no.
"Nahi feel hota," I rolled my eyes, "he is all mine offscreen."
"Oh ho!" He smirked, turning to me, and I bit the insides of my cheeks. You are not supposed talk like that around your brothers.
"But look at that" he wooed when the typical Bollywood rain scene came and I tried to not groan. All he was trying to do was take my mind off Bani and that's it.
"Kyun aag laga raha hai saley?" Came a chuckled and Daljit widened his eyes. "Oh shit! Aa Gaya mera jija," He mouthed and tried escaping but, not before grabbing another donut.
"Daljit Yaar!" I whined and Tai ji yelled from the kitchen, scolding him again. He came back, running, "Le rakh le meri maa!" He rolled his eyes at me, dropping the donut in my plate again.
Suddenly I didn't feel like eating donuts anymore. "Acha le jaa," I called him again and he came back, running in the same speed.
"I love you too," he mouthed, taking a donut and I chuckled. "But, you still have to tell me kya scene hai?"
"Kuch scene Nahi hai," he groaned and ran upstairs. I giggled, shaking my head. Only a couple of months difference between us but, he is still a kid.
Suddenly soft lips on the side of my forehead caught my attention. "Hey my little choconuttzy," he whispered, brushing his lips on my ear lobe, before moving back.
Did he just name me after a donut?
Cheesy as always, I laughed at my own thought and shrugged it away. I looked up at Hussain and rubbed my knuckles on his cheek. He smiled, running his fingers through my hair.
"Why so early?" I frowned as he came around and sat next to me. He took my hand his' and gently kissed the back of it, "Shehry didn't feel like shooting so we packed up early."
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Romance**COMPLETED** SEQUEL TO SAJDAH Shehryaar and Asmaara meet again after three years of no contact at all. A lot has changed yet, a lot is still the same. Hussain and Preet are experiencing a tough phase of their married life. There is lack of communi...
