EHSAAS- The Whispers Of Hearts

Guilt..??

A/N - Some people may think that I rushed the story, but believe me, yeh toh abhi shuruwat hai, maine Kuch soch samajh kar title diya hoga aise hi thodi kuch bhi likh dungi aur jo romance tha, wo yahi tak tha. I will skip it in further parts, so read it comfortably and enjoy...❤️✨

Continued....

SHANTI NIKETAN 🌼🧿

"Aahan uth jao ab tum warna hum Papa ko bula denge..!" Roshini said sternly, trying to rouse her husband from sleep.

"Yaar thodi der aur sone do na, ek toh kitne din baad chain ki neend aayi hai..!" Aahan replied groggily.

"Haan jaise Paris mein toh kheti karke aaye ho..!" She taunted. "Dekho Aahan uth jao warna main baat nhi karne wali main..." Roshini said with frustration, prompting Aahan to sit up with a smile.

"Kya yaar, itna handsome husband hai tumhare paas (pulling her into his lap) use pyaar Dene ki jagah dhamki de Rahi ho...!" He said, kissing her earlobe.

"Haan kyunki is handsome husband ki wajah se hum pregnant hai aur ab romance nhi kar sakte filhaal kuch time..!" She sweetly taunted. He frowned.

"Kya Roshini aise taane mat do jaise hamare akele ki wajah se hua..!" He said with a frown.

"Haan kyunki maine bola tha safe nhi hai par nhi tumhe sunana nhi tha isliye ab kuch din dur raho..!" She said.

"Arey yaar Aisa thodi hota hai, ghar bhi tum romance karne nhi de Rahi, Honeymoon par same haal raha..humse jyada enjoy to Bhai aur bhabhi ne kiya...!" He complained, sporting a cute grumpy expression.

"Haan kyunki Haseena pregnant nhi hai aur na jiju tumhari tarah desperate..!" Roshini quipped.

"Haan Haan tabhi sabke samne kiss kar diya tha..!" He said in flow flow she glared at him. "Sorry par sach mein woh mere Bhai hai toh tum unhe underestimate mat karo, apne par aaye toh mere bhi gure honge woh Romance aur har mamle mein..!" He added, brushing her hair aside from her back.

"Waise unhe dekh kar lagta toh hai, aur Paris mein Haseena ko lekar possesive aur protective ho rahe the..woh ek acche husband jaroor banenge..!" Roshini said with a smile, only to be interrupted by her husband's lips on her back.

"Aahan..!" She turned to him as he cupped her face, planting a kiss on her lips. She smiled, pushing him back onto the bed, reciprocating his love-filled kiss.

Back at AnuSeena's home,

Their clothes are scattered randomly on the floor, telling the tale of the intense hours that had passed. The couple now slept peacefully under the comforter, wrapped in each other's arms.

Haseena's head rested gently on his chest, his hand lovingly wrapped around her, both of them wearing content smiles on their faces.

Suddenly, a phone rang, breaking the tranquility of their sleep. Haseena slowly lifted her eyelids, and Anubhav did the same.

"Shayad tumhara phone hai..!" Haseena said, snuggling more into his chest, mistaking it for her pillow. He hummed in sleep

"Yeh pillow itna hard kaise ho gya hai..!" She wondered to herself, moving her hand over his chest. Suddenly, her hand touched something that made her eyes widen, and she looked at him. Meanwhile, Anubhav, still half-asleep, felt her hand on his chest but didn't fully register it until her fingers brushed against his lips, causing him to look at her, their eyes meeting in a moment of realization.

"Shittttt...!" They groaned simultaneously, swiftly turning their faces in opposite directions, overcome with embarrassment.

["Tumhe haath lagane se accha hum gutter mein kood jaye..!"