Next day >>>Sun beams scattering gracefully in each corner of room, directly fell on karishma's peaceful cute sleepy face & in no time a frown face formed.
She woke up sat straight leaning on bedpost and rub her eyes annoyingly , "Who the hell put the curtains open?" She stirred.
Just then her sleep fill gaze accidentally fell on a Goddess infront of her....
Well this sentence was the first thing that came to her mind !! she was exactly looking like a goddess with her evergreen natural beauty and flawless dusky skin. She was glowing differently under the touch of sunlights.
Do you know when the girls look so extraordinary beautiful?
The beauty of a women is not in her hairs or make up but its in her shinning eyes cause eyes are the doorway to the place where love resides in the true manner , the frowning face she form whenever she get enough or tired , the confusion written on her face make her look like a cute confuse soul , the way she roll her eyes every time & throw her head backward frustrately make her look so stunning.
The way she carry herself so gracefully even after being clumsy and crazy are eye-catching.
The way she twist her lips after not getting something clearly make her look even more prettiest , the way she move holding the saree in her hands with cute sad pout looks very elegant to karishma's eyes.
The mole beneath her lips make her more attractive. Moreover the rediant 'innocence' pasting on her face make her look extraordinary.
"thak thak thak" A sudden voice aroused within her. karishma seems perplexed by the way her heart beating . She place her hand over her heart which mapping a marathon , with each passing seconds the noise inside her seems increasing.
She shifts her glance back at her not so dear but innocent wife who's struggling with her saree , how to drape it she has no idea, some hair strands coming on her face irritating her.
Karishma almost zoned out at her.... She amazed of herself realising that how her hands feeling a great urge to tuck her hairs behind the ears softly.
Dusting the thoughts she look away, "What the? Yeh kiya hoon raha hain mujhe?" she mumbled grasping her heart and tried to calm down but the next second what happened almost snatch away her breath. Her breath stuck on her throat.
Haseena's saree pallu drop down from her shoulder showcasing her exposed skin. Her neck was hell inviting whereas her smooth milky waist was on show.
But poor Haseena stay unaware all the time at her gaze on her as she was so busy on herself that she couldn't realise her such careless stunts might be become a reason of her workholic & khadoos wife's heart attack someday.
"Yrrr yeh baar baar gir kyu raha hain idhar se sambhalte hain tho udhar se gir jaa raha hain☹️" she breathed out with upset layer & pick up the pallu covering her forbidden places.
Karishma finally released her breath which she was holding since the unknown timeline. Haseena about to remove her saree after getting enough of it while karishma screamed out , "Nahiiiii"
Haseena jump at her place experiencing extreme shock, with horrified gaze she looks at karishma cupping her heart. "Ap pgl hain kiya achanak aise chilaya kyu??" Haseena shoots daggers through her eyes for her deeds.
"Tum yeh kiya kar rahi thi abhi??" Karishma questioned agitately rubbing her forhead.
Haseena - "Humne ab konsa pap kar diya jo ap hume phirse dantenge😞?" displease way.

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