___Mrs.Singh's SupreMacy ~❤️✅

|•Chapter Seventeen•|

Haseena sighed tiredly looking at this stubborn and arrogant creature sitting beside her. They was in the back seats, maintaining minimum decent distance.

whereas, driver was riding the car.

"Chaliye apna mood theek kijiye ab miss Singh" Haseena tried to cheer her up snapping at her direction yet karishma seemed least bothered to reply back. Haseena release a sharp breath on facing her grumpy tight facade and notice her resting her left hand on seat.

She slowly bit by bit crawling her fingers, hesitantly placed her hand upon karishma's and squeezed little, assuring her 'don't be embarrass'.

Feeling the warmness against her coldness, karishma starled stare back to their interlock hands then Haseena who biting her lips glancing down at her lap  & then glance back at karishma, smile a little and look away out of window immediately.

Little things matter!
Her this mere silly gestures matter. Perhaps karishma wouldn't admit but somehwhere still it does matter. A smile creep up on Haseena's lips as karishma didn't move away her hand neither she protested.

she continued to smile watching the outside moving world through the little wondow.

After a while >>>

"Wait!wait wait dada rukiyee!" Mid in their journey, Haseena suddenly shouted loudly increasing their heartbeats.

"What happened?" Karishma inspected. Haseena swiftly ignored her as if she doesn't exist at all. "Dada ap yaheen utaar dijiyee hume..."

"Utriyee jaldi!" Haseena ordered like a real wife does. Having no choice, karishma obliged her & hopped down. she stood beside her crossing her arms when Haseena paid the driver his earning.

"Ab chaliye" Haseena again ordered keeping the chains on purse.

Very swiftly karishma twisted her hands behind her back as between them the closeness born effortlessly, "Firstly don't behave like a real wife which you're absoulately not! secondly, don't order me i am not your slave ohk!" she hushed frustrately. She was already frustrated and here Haseena's actions pouring more oil in her burning rage.

"Kuch zyada hoon raha hain ab apka...hatiyee!" Saying so, Haseena chided ending up pushing her aside "Chaliyee ab ek acchi partner ki tarah apni iss wife ko ice-cream ki treat dijiyee bcz she loves ice-cream. Apke pass aur ek chance hain khudki kabiliyat prove karne ka...toh issi khushi mein treat toh banti hain na" she gigled chirply.

"Mazak uda rahi hoon😒?"

Haseena's gaze soften a bit, "Nope geneunely bol rhi hoon hume ice-cream treat chahiye!!"
She pause drinking her expressionless blank face.

"Aur haa apne sahi kaha you are my slave for a year...issi liye hum toh pura fyda uthayenge iss moke ka!now like a good partner go and buy my favt chocolate ice-cream for me...!" she displaying evil smirk walk past to her.

Karishma explodes an annoying grumble, "Maine khud iss musibat ko apne gale tanga hain toh jhelna toh padega hi na ab...."

"Kartik its all happening bcz of you, i will kill you!!" she muttered cursing her brother with nano harmless curses before going to her way.

Meanwhile in his side, Kartik sneezes abruptly holding the phone near his ear.

"Lagta hain koi tumhe bohot shiddat se yaad kar raha hain bruhh" he heared what his bestie said. "Par kon kar sakta hain bhala?" kartik think a while.

"Wahi toh kon kar raha hain kahi aisa toh nhi idhar bhi aag aur udhar bhi aag lagake bethe hoon tum...don't cheat on sanaya i will break your legs katrina!!" Haseena intentionally teased, grinning silently.