PART 🦋 IX

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Chapter 9

The rays of sun fell inside the dark room, lighting it up, marking the new morning.

Avyansh stirred up in sleep feeling the cold tile beneath  but warm embrace of quilt over. His hands secured around the pillow holding it tightly as he snuggled more into it.

But instead of a soft pillow he felt something rough. He moved his hand examining the thing which he thought was a pillow but a shriek shout left his mouth as he opened his eyes.

"You!!" He moved his hand away from her hip bone as Myra smiled at him sheepishly wiggling her brows.

"Why are you sleeping on my bed? That too beside me,  too close to me. How dare you"  Myra thanked the almighty for not making him remember the encounter of the previous night.

Knowing Avyansh he would have ignored her totally if he gets to know the deeds he did last night.

"We were sleeping but you fell down on the ground so I thought to accompany you"  she replies smacking his head away from her lap.

'My legs are sore'

'It sounds weird"

'No, you are the one who took it in other way,you are a pervert'

"No!!" Myra screams.

'I'm saint'

She nods her head agreeing her inner thoughts while avyansh looks at her weirdly.

'Ye ladki pagal bhi hai'

He thought, shaking his head, looking at the woman in front who was busy in her own thoughts.

He was thankful for taking care of him last night but his ego was too high to appreciate it.

He remembered her each and every word, the way she didn't question him and just consoled him, gave him a shoulder to lean on, held him when he needed the most.

'Thank you myra'

He thought but was struggling to voice out his thoughts. Lastly, giving up he got up from the ground and walked towards the bathroom.

Myra looks at his back trying to stand up with the help of the bed.

"Hey bhagwan…meri Kamar…..meri tang ...Mera badan. ….sab dukh raha hai'' she winced in pain, feeling her whole body ache due to sitting in an uncomfortable position for hours.

But it was worth it.

She smiled, the flashback of the previous night playing in front of her eyes.

Her Avyansh was so close to her that too with his own will.

She did some stretching to ease the pain while waiting for Avyansh, so that she can get ready quickly as she already had so much work lagged behind because of this marriage preparation now it's time to start the daily routine again.

"Argh" she screamed burying her head into the soft pillow.

"So soft" she mumbled, inhaling the scent which seemed familiar to her.

'Avy baby'

A smile unknowingly formed on her lips feeling him so close to her not emotionally but physically.

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"Pagal insaan nikal Bahar jaldi" Sania screamed looking at the watch hung on the wall.

It's been twenty minutes since sunansh went inside the bathroom and here Sania was getting restless to release her bladder.

"Kutte kamine Bahar nikal" she banged the door hard holding her lower abdomen.

"Stop cursing your husband, god dammit. I asked you to give me a chance not to use me as a chance for cursing" A faint voice of sunansh could be heard from inside.

Sania ignored his tantrums and shouted while leaning on the door "Oyee papa ka para!! please mere bhai ,Bahar Aaja na"

Sunansh opens the door as soon as he hears the word 'bhai' from his wife's mouth.

"I'm not your bha—-" he was pushed aside, making him fall on the ground. He clutched his bathrobe close, afraid of falling it off from his body.

Sania rushed inside the washroom banging the door behind with a loud thud.

"Ahh"  she releases a heavy sigh, feeling her bladder empty.

"We need to talk," She says after coming out of the bathroom.

"I'm busy" Sunansh said in attempt to ignore her for calling him 'bhai'

"In what?" She asks to see him rummage inside the closet, maybe searching for something to wear.

Sunansh ignored her question, fishing in the closet in an attempt to find something which he even himself didn't know.

Just an excuse to show his anger towards her for calling him bhai.

"Maybe I can help you"  she suggested after waiting for his response for a good few minutes. Still, he is busy finding something inside the closet.

"I'm searching for my favourite boxer" he says irritatingly, now looking at her who just shrugged her shoulders.

"You wear pink colour boxers" Sania gasps looking at the pink coloured cloth in-between the bridge of his other clothes.

"Haha" a laugh escaped her mouth, picturing him in a pink colour boxer.

"What!! Is there a rule boys can't wear pink colour" he asked closing the closet with a thud.

"No , there is no gender for colours but imagine a man with a good muscular body and handsome face wearing a pink boxer"  she again laughed at her own imagination.

But what caught his attention was her choice of words.

'Good muscular body and handsome face'

His embraced face now replaced with a smug smile.

"So darling,  I have a good muscular body and a handsome face haan?"

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"Ahh" Siya held her throbbing head between her palms.

"Where am I? Aga Bai, mele ka me?" She whispered with her dry throat.

(Ohh god, did I die?)

She gulped down her saliva to moisten her dry throat but failed to do so, making her drink the water from the glass kept on the table beside the bed.

"Ahh" she breathed in relief, finding herself back on the earth again.

But soon realisation struck her, reminding her of the encounter she had with Reyansh last night.

"He said he loves me"  She quickly shoved the blanket off her body, climbing down the bed searching for the only person she wanted to talk to.

If he still has feelings for her then she is ready to forget the past and move forward with him. She is ready to cross all the limits for him if he is ready to be beside her.

She needs to have a conversation with him, she needs to.

"Ansh" She called him looking inside the bathroom, not finding him there she looked at the walking closet but still there is no trace of him.

He did this again

Leaving her all alone when she needed him.

"Ansh!!" She screamed clutching her hairs between her fists.

'But, this time I will not leave you alone. I'm not the same Siya anymore. Just wait and watch Mr. Reyansh Bhanushali'

She walked inside the bathroom to freshen up.

Wearing the pista green coloured saree she came downstairs.

He likes green shade on her.

She straight went inside the kitchen preparing two cups of coffee for sunansh and Myra.

"Bhabhi" Sunansh says keeping his head on her shoulder.

"Boliye devar ji" she teased him, sensing the warm blush coated on his cheeks.

"Bhabhi!!" He again called out now hiding himself in her pallu. She giggled looking at him.

"She said I have a good muscular body and handsome face"  he mutters under his breath but enough to be heard by Siya.

"Sunansh , My baby you are too cute" handling him the cup of coffee she pinches his warm cheeks.

"Can you believe Sania complimented me?" he starts narrating the whole story that happened in his room.

"Haha" she laughed now, picturing Reyansh in pink boxers.

"Bhabhi!! You can't laugh at me. I thought you would understand me but no!Dono jethani aur devrani bahut gande ho"  he showed his displeasure by going out of the kitchen with an angry pout.

"He is such a baby"  A voice from behind made Siya startled.

"God! Sania" Siya kept a hand on her chest patting it slowly.

"Eavesdropping is a bad habit devrani ji" Siya says, taking out the milk carton from the fridge. Sania smiled cheekily sitting on the kitchen counter.

"Bhabhi you know adding another cup of milk into your tea can make the taste of tea more refreshing"  Sania suggested her idea with a serious tone.

"Accha ji" Siya giggled at her indirect way of asking to make another cup of tea for her.

"Rab ne bana di Jodi ho tum dono" Siya comments.

"No way, Sunansh deserve someone better" again a voice from behind startled Siya.

"Meri jaan Lene ka irada hai kya" Siya pats her heart for the second time preventing herself from causing a mini heart attack.

"Yes , he deserves someone like you who runs away after throwing Haldi on people" Sania replies while drinking her tea prepared by Siya.

"Thanks for the coffee bhabhi" Myra ignored Sania while sipping her coffee sitting on the chair present in the kitchen.

"It tastes like heaven"

"It tastes like heaven"

Sania and Myra both comment at the same time making them glare at each other.

"Stop copying me"

"Stop copying me"

Again.

Siya silently sipped her tea looking at the drama in front of her.

"Bahu" A stern voice of Gayatri made them both stop the glaring session.

"Ji dadi" Siya replies, fighting back her urge to roll her eyes.

"Aaj dono ki pehli rasoi hai. Help them" She commands and walks not before giving them a displeased expression looking at the way they were sitting and drinking.

"Do you guys know how to cook?" Siya asked, keeping the cleaned cup in the basket.

"Yes" Sania replies

"No," Myra replies.

"I will make a cup of tea for everyone," Myra says, raising her hands.

"You know how to make tea," Sania asks to which Myra shakes her head as a no.

Sania raised her eyebrows as if asking her ' then how will you prepare tea' making myra smirk at her and give a flying kiss.

Sania shrugged her shoulders and jumped off the counter taking out the fruits from the fridge.

"Fruit salad is good for morning breakfast" Sania sings while cutting the fruits sitting on the chair.

Siya gives thumbs up to both the girls leaning onto the counter.

"Hey you" Myra calls the worker who was cleaning the dining table.

The worker bows and stands in front of them. Siya and Sania look at Myra with a questioning gaze.

"You know how to prepare tea?" Myra asks the worker, making her nod.

"Good, prepare eight cups of tea" Myra instructs the worker as Siya looks at Myra with a proud look and Sania gives her a betrayed look.

Myra takes another container and copies the same process the worker is doing.

"What are you planning?" Siya asks.

"Aaj meri pehli rasoi hai to Avy baby ko mere hath se Chai banake pilaungi"  she giggles to herself adding white coloured powder into the tea.

"Mera ho gaya" Sania says looking at the bowl full of fruits which are broken into small pieces.

"You are not going to add anything into it?" Siya asks, observing the plain bowl which has only small pieces of different kinds of fruits into it.

"Iss pagal khandan ke liye Mai extra mehnat q karu" Sania replies, making Siya and Myra laugh but the worker preparing tea coughed hard controlling her laugh.

'Sach kaha madam' the worker thought.

Thoughts on Reyansh n siya

Avyansh n Myra

Sunansh n Sania

I think Myra and Sania are 'Rab ne bana di jodi'  , Lol.

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