Love Story in Sidnaaz version.
I am Shehnaaz Gill. For me loving someone again was impossible. Loving someone means giving yourself completely to the person whom you love. Love means trusting and understanding that person. For me, it was not easy a...
This is the longest update with Lot's of Sidnaaz romance.
Words: 4600+
Expecting a good response because I've really worked hard on this update.
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Sana was sitting in front of the mirror of her room in beautiful yellow colour lehenga. Her hair was tied up in a bun. She was having a constant smile on her face which was making her look more beautiful. She was staring herself in the mirror. She could herself see that her face was glowing because of Sid's love. She looked at her henna filled hand and her smile grew bigger, seeing the colour. It was darkest brown and from some places it was black. "The darkness of the Mehendi colour represents the deep love between the would-be coupled." She remembered the words said by her sister-in-law and smiled more broadly. She chuckled, hiding her face with her palms.
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Sana's Outfit.
Sid's eyes were looking at her from the door. He was enjoying a lot, seeing his beautiful angel who was smiling and laughing, setting alone. He reached toward her, taking long steps. He stood behind her and as he put his hands on her shoulder, she shivered with his touch and looked at him through the mirror, removing her hands from her face. Both looked at each other through the mirror, having a winsome smile on their face. With his constant stare, she shyly looked down and the way her big eyelashes moved down, he loved it.
As he gently squeezed her both shoulders, she took a deep breath, closing her eyes. He grinned, looking at her reaction of his action. He leaned down toward her ear. Their proximity was making her breath uneven and her eyes were still closed. He blew the air on her ear and made her crazy. She clutched the fabric of her lehenga and took a deep breath when his hot breath caressed her cold skin.
"When somebody asks me the definition of beautiful, I will show your photo. Nothing could be more beautiful on this earth than my angel for me." He said in a husky voice near to her ear, taking her breath away from her. She looked at him instantly through the mirror, listening to his words and found him smiling at her.
Next moment without any warning, he gave a quick peck on her cheek. Her eyes widened in a shock with his sudden kiss. He stood straight and chuckled, seeing her reaction. He found her super cute and felt like to pull her cheeks. She immediately looked down shyly to her hands which were playing with the fabric of her lehenga.
He strolled in front of her and knelt down on the floor. Sana looked at him confusingly. He held her hands to look at her henna filled hand. The darkest colour of henna was making her hand look more beautiful. He stared at them for a minute. Then he leaned down and kissed her both hands. Sana closed her eyes in response to feeling the touch of his lips on her hands. She felt so good like always when his lips touched her skin. It was the best feeling for her.
"So what the darkness of your Mehendi is telling us?" He said, looking at her hands and then he raised his eyebrows at her face. She blushed, looking down.
