___Mrs.Singh's SupreMacy ~❤️✅

|•Chapter Two•|

"How dare she...huh!!" Haseena murmered to herself standing outside of the room glancing the closed door.

She bite down her lips moving her face sideways feeling devasted , embarassed , hurt and what not.

"She will have to pay for it" she thought helding a revenge look as she was about to move away , suddenly someone grab her wrist pulling her into the room.

"Kaha jaa rahi thi tum?" Karishma asked sternly pinning her against door.

"What? Hume aise kyu kheecha achanak se? for ur kind information apki wajah se hi jaa rahe the" Haseena fired back in same tone.

Karishma - "Aise yeh kapde pehenke ?"

Haseena following her gaze stare back at herself as the red hue of second hand embarassment appears over her face.

"W..oh...woh" she fumbled badly while pulling the shirt downwards uncomfortably.

Karishma sighing a bit move away "You know what you are very clumsy and careless...".

"Hehe" Haseena akwardly gigles looking here and there except karishma as she has nothing to say. The next thing she did was maping a runaway till bathroom. The bathroom door slammed within her disappearance.

Karishma press the contors of her eyebrow "Stupid" Annoyed she wishpered to herself.

__

"What?? Sis ne aisa kiya??" Kartik reacted dramatically.

Haseena slapped his arms away from her shoulder "Daily soap ke sas ki tarah kyu chilla rahe hoon?" she sounded irritated.

"What?? Sis ne aisa kiya??" This time kartik normally snapped.

Haseena making a sadistic face shook her head.

"Ha katrina tumhari behen bohot badi zaalim hain humpe zulm karti hain bohot..." she scrunch her nose.

Kartik pouted, "Hasi behen hain woh meri , ha thodi si akdu hain par zalim nahi hain..."

Haseena shoot him a glare follwed by an another smack on his back "Aur hum best friend hain tumhare....tum hamare side hoon samjhe...!!"

"Aur hamare saath hoon raha hain na tho sirf hume hi maloom hain kaisa lagta hain" she added further taking the tissue passing by kartik.

She wiped her nose when kartik pass her another tissue. "Nahi chahiye" Haseena groans turning her face other way crossing her arms together.

Kartik shake his head in sideways disbeliefly "Ha tho bata kiya khichdi pakk rahi hain tere dimag mein" he blurted out with such confidence that can never gone wrong.

Haseena looks at his face "Tho tumhe pata chal gaya?"

Kartik shook his head proudly "Yupp i am smart na".

"Then listen bro" Haseena said excitedly.

"Yess...i am listening" Kartik answered in same tone. He wait for her to speak up when she remains mute "Aree bolo na" he nudged her.

"Saach mein bole?" Haseena's voiced laced with uncertainty.

Kartik gesture her to go ahead.

Haseena - "Pata hain katrina your sister think that no one can ever love me as i am not wife material according to her. She thinks that i am very clumsy....

But it would be a matter to think about, if she in future falls in love with this same Clumsy girl, that too with a great intensity , how's it sound ?"

Upon hearing her, kartik burst into great laughter only to earn a smacked from his bestie.

Haseena - "Shutt up katrina...its too much now....hum koi joke nahi suna rahe tumhe jo aise haske lut poot hoon rahe hoon...!!"