RAABTA : A collection of short stories

R6

"Letter ??"

"Haan... ek minute.." Anabia got down from the bed and brought out a folded piece of paper...."Yeh"

Faizan frowned unfolding the white paper and cringed at what he saw

"Kis jahil ne likha hai ye?"

"Allah..apne aap ko jahil kyun keh rahe hain"

"Bia.......tumhe yeh laga bhi kaise ki yeh wahiyat khat mera likha hua hai"
Faizan made a face as if he would vomit anytime
"I cannot do such spelling mistakes...aur punctuation ki toh dhajjiyan uda di hain"

"Arre aap ne wo kahawat nahin suni... bhawnaon par dhyan dein ...shabdon par nahin"

"Maine yeh wahiyat cheez nahin likhi hai...kaun hai iska postman?" Faizan couldn't even go through the whole letter

"Adnan bhai aur Saad bhai....." Anabia pouted and tried to slip into the sheets....

"Ahan....aap kahaan jaa rahin hain?"

"Wo wo mujhe neend aa rahi hai "

"Meri neend uda ke khud sone ka plan hai"

"Zain bhai ko bula doon sulane ke liye" Anabia opened her left eye and smiled mischievously before  covering herself fully with the sheets

"Ruko tum...batata hun mujhe kaisi  neend aayegi" Faizan started to pull down the sheets which in a matter  seconds were lying on the floor betraying its owner

"Sorry sorry .. maaf kardein" Anabia closed her feeling his wet kisses with bites on her neck.

The pleading went on deaf ears as his lips landed on hers shutting her further excuses.
Anabia shut her lips tight not ready to lose. Faizan could clearly see the smirk on his wife's face on her so called success ...........He smiled and got his hands inside her kameez.

But Anabia was not ready to give in

"You are inviting trouble...my little wife" Faizan whispered in her ears and unsnapped her inner in a click making her gasp in shock.."How did this intellectual man turn into a shameless lad overnight.

But her investigative mind was pushed by her heart to the back seat when Faizan's tongue entered her territory and started the conquest with a passion she had only heard of in stories.

"Mujhe chhedna bahut mehenga pad sakta hai ladki...." Coming out of the kiss, Faizan peppered light kisses on her face which had become cherry red due to his ministrations

"Sone dein.. please" Anabia requested   with closed eyes making Faizan smirk "Aur na sone dun toh"

"Toh aap jallaad kehlayenge"

"Chalega.... kam se kam gay se toh achha hai"

"Faiz Bh........."

"Repeat that" Faizan glared

"Mai ruk gayi thi..maine bola nahi" Anabia countered covering her face with one hand and pointing with another

"Doesn't matter... you will be punished"

"Aap mujh par dhaarayein pe dhaarayein lagaye ja rahe hain.....itni saza mai kaise kaat paungi" Anabia pouted

"Us saza me bhi maza hai .. janeman"

"Hayye Allah...aap toh kitne besharm nikle" Anabia scrunched her nose making Faizan laugh

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Next day, Anabia was surprised to see a complete different persona of her husband on the dining table.
Wearing his ever so famous strict expression, he was having his fruit salad and at the same time talking to Haider about some office project.
"How did he again change overnight?"