《Sayonee》chapter 16
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Bahot gehre hain yuh toh samandar lekin...
Unki ankhon ki baath hi apni hain!
When people say that life is unpredictable trust them. I repeat trust them.
Life is indeed unpredictable, we can't predict anything or can't expect anything. Even from your loved one.
And we all know expectations can really break you like a mirror,In small tiny tiny pieces. It will kill you from inside that you might at one time forget to breathe. You may die due to expectations.
If we predict one thing it won't go as we want it. I guess we all went through that.
Prediction and expectations are very different but with same mind.
We predict and it may happen but if doesn't we will be okay we won't have a problem but if expect than the results is a huge massive traumatic history.
Prediction is not bad but expectations is poison a sweet one.
Ainam had her day, being in ehan's arms was really a magical moment for her. She loved his touches but at the same she was scared for it might be a dream for her.
Ehan who never turned to her for second glance suddenly is so nice and happy to her.
Ainam knows that ehan had some past a bad one she can say that through his eyes like he wants to say something but can't. And she really wanted to give him some time she doesn't want to force him.
It was almost dawn time alveera was seated with ainam or say over her as she was scared might be had a bad dream.
Ainam tried to make alveera sleep again as she is having holidays and can sleep. Even alveera had started to sleep since ainam came. Or else she use to wake up fajr and sleep at nine not good for a small kid health.
Once ainam made sure that alveera is asleep she slowly tugged her to bed and walked to take a shower as they need to go to in-laws.
She took a quick shower and wearing a long shirt with a legging she walked to see if ehan was up or not.
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She knew that he won't be in study now and faint voices can be heard from another room she never noticed. That was new she never heard anything from this room.
She slowly knocked on door and waited but no response came she frowned.
She again knocked on the door harder this time and heard a faint voice.
"Who is it?" Like there are hundred of people living here.
"Ainam."On saying this she heard heavy foot steps which can be heard clearly as it was nearing.
On click ainam looked up to see a man in sando with sweat dripping from various places, hairs clinging to forehead and the man panting heavily. His eyes shining with question.
"You wanna join?" She heard his breathless deep voice,gulping she stood in silence.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Ainam asked in low soft voice which melted ehan in seconds.
"You can't tolerate the hotness ainam..." Ainam blinked turning pink.
"We need to go right?" Ainam narrowed her eyes and tried to peek in but failed ehan had a towel over his shoulder.
"Yes by seven and we still have one hour you can get ready I will be done in five minutes." Ehan told wiping the sweat off with a towel.
"But what are you doing?"
"Come in" ainam stepped forward entering the room which was like a small gym.
"Gym?"Ainam turned to ehan who nodded picking up some thing ainam don't know.
"I never knew this?"Ainam pout looking around she always dreamt to have a gym in her house itself but ayaan laughed at the thought saying sheikhchilli ke sunhare khwab.
"You never had a tour of house it seems."She turned to ehan voice which was coming in small breaths.
Ehan was doing pec fly machine for his chest. It buildes the mass of muscles of chest and is marked one for the best gym equipments.
Ehan was pulling it front when ainam out of nowhere stood in front of him and leaned to his face but at a save distance.
"If you are out of breath stop for a while."Ehan chuckle at her stupid suggestion.
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"No wonder you are a lecturer for sohail."Ainam rolled her eyes and stood straight.
"Why this all when you can go to an actual gym waste of money."
"To not waste time madame and never say anything about my gym."
"What? the fact that.....this place stings and the man over here too. Or that this all is waste of time.....or that you are too lazy to drive in morning....or that you want to attract all the ladies in your hospital,no! the best one....is you filling air in your body. Keep going one day you will have family pack over there." Ainam told throwing her hands in air and pointed her eyes to his stomach which had actually 'v cut abs'
oh it was so eye candy He really spend time in gym ainam thought.
"Ainam........." Ainam took three steps back hearing his warning voice.
"Oh you are really a gym person I mean look at the room and floor everything in here smells sweat eww" ainam made a face looking around but not the person who stood to his hight and nearing her.
Ainam knew she pressed the wrong nerve and called for her dead but aaj kuch toofaani karte hain.
Ainam felt ehan presence near her, she gulped her laugh and tried to walk other side but a strong muscular hand wrapped around her . She cried for kismat to be on her side.
She was harshly pulled to a hard body which was warm,a breath over neck was Enough to let all her confidence go in thin air.
"You called your death ainam" ainam shudder and ehan smirked. He turned her to face him and looked down to see her face red a deep shade of red.
He pulled her flush to him making her gasp. She looked up and saw a smirk over his lips.
"Family pack?" He asked in low deep threatening voice.
"Of course....." Ainam gulped saying and looked over his hard chest.
Ehan tugged her damp strands back of ear loving his fingers in her soft locks.
Ainam looked up in his eyes which held softness in them.
"I just took a shower and you didn't I don't wanna smell sweat so you better get this all done and we can leave." Ainam wriggle in his arms scrunching her nose he wasn't smelling at all.
"You mean I am smelling?" Ehan couldn't believe this woman. She is saying him the ehan that he smells is she for real?
"No... You smell of rare shampoo called ewww." Ainam closed her nose at last shaking her head.
"You should do gym for a best body." Ehan told playing with the strands of her hair.
"First of all I don't have so much of fats to burn but I do gym okay?"
"When in dreams?" Ehan scoffed
"Why should I say to you?" Ainam retort
"That says you don't do gym." Ehan was about to win the argument a romantic one.
"I don't owe you an explanation do I?" Ainam turned to him and raised her brows.
"Ainam....you better-"
"Wait till I reach you mother and complain her about you,wait." Ainam shower him his index finger narrowing her eyes.
"What will you say that I made you blush in gym huh?"Ehan rocked ainam shocked.
"No! I will say her that because of you we-we are late."
"Don't forget you are still in my arms love." Ehan leaned to ainam who leaned back but ehan pulled her closer leaving just an inch of space between them.
Ainam's breath hitched staring his eyes which held mischief for the first time. Her heart did a happy dance but body felt warm in his arms.
"We are really getting late" Ainam told meekly
"How about we just go to my-"
"I really need time to ready you do your gym." Ainam pushed ehan and run ot of door hearing her husband laugh and a shade of red covered her face with a shy smile on lips.
To be continue.........
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