《Rebirth : Once Again birth Of Love》Chapter 7
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"I missed you so so so so soooooo much" , Meera told Samar giving a tight hug and with a kiss on cheek.
I missed you tooooooo my jaaannn. She just kept looking at me. "What happen? " i asked her. "Nothing...woh...bohot dino baad dekh rhi hoon naa..." , she said with little tears in her eyes. 'Noo... Don't cry....please...warna mai bhi ro dunga..nhi' . I told her by wiping her tears holding her back. "thik hai ab nhi roungi but you have to promise me ki ajj ka din tum mere saath bitaoge...please " . 'wow...those eyes... Don't look at me with that otherwise I'll just... Uugghh'. Me by biting her cheek lightly. 'Come...' I hold her hands and pulled it in my arms and left to spend the beautiful day with my lady.
Sanam POV - atlast yeh bed mila hai haina, Me and keshav collapsing at the bed and suddenly i remembered.
Wait samar kaha gaya mujhe dikha hi nhi. "Aare woh toh bahar chala gaya yaha pohochte hi...bohot hi jaldi mei tha mujhe keh raha tha kisi important insan se milne jana hai " keshav told me. Aisa kon hain jise abhi tak hum nhi mile... chal usse jakar dhundte hai kahi toh milega. Thik hai chal range haatho pakadte hai, keshav. We both rubbing hands heeheehee.
"aacchoo..." , "kya hua", meera being concerned. "Pata nhi sayad koi mere bare mai bol raha hai...", Samar replied her. "koun hoga tumhara bhai aur tumhara dost...unke alawa aur kaun hoga ", meera thought and cleared him. "tumhe kaise pata? ", Samar being confused. "tum unhe bina bataye chale aaye hoge Aur Yeh jaheer si baat hai ki woh log tumhare bare mai bol rahe honge ", Meera.
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"wow meri jaan toh genius hai mere bare mai sab jaanti hai... I love youuu... Ummahh", samar giving her flying kiss. "main aise hi tumhari gf nhi hoon mujhme bhi koi talent hona chahiye...aur mera tumhare alawa hai hi kaun" . "...idhar aao emotional blackmail karna koi tumse Sikhe ", samar being romantic.
(author : imagine yourself in his arms just like that)
at the moment when samar is kissing meera on her cheeks . Both them covered each others eyes.
Keshav then utters in between ,
'Abbe baas kar Romeo ke aulad.. Yum khule aam saram nhi aati..soch agar kisi ne photo khich liya aur social media pe upload kar diya toh '.
'haan nhi toh.. koi fikar hi nhi hain sab bhool gaya lagta hain ', sanam.
Samar and meera jump and break in shock. 'tum log yaha kaise!!...
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