《Dating my senior-Kareena》7
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That day too nothing much happened and not much clues were found. Karishma and Haseena were spending time with each other while being alert of their surroundings.
Karishma (tired)- Bas ho gaya Haseenaji. Hamko toh koi aur hi jhol lagta hai. 2 din sey hain yahan koi gadbad toh dikh nahi raha..
Haseena (pacifying her)- Tajurba kehta hai hamara ki pareshani kabhhi bolkar nahi aati. Aur vaisey v agar kuch nahi hua toh usmey toh accha hi hai na..atleast ham enjoy toh kar paa rahey hai yahan..
Karishma (a little smiling)- Kar toh rahey hain..lekin agar hamarey kisi jaan pehchan waley ki shaadi hoti toh shayad ham aur maze kar patey...
Haseena (smirking)- Haan kyun nahi...aapka kya khayal hai?
Karishma (confused)- Kaa? Kis baarey mey?
Haseena- Shaadi key baarey mey? Aaphi ney toh kaha ki kisi jaan pehchaan wali ke yahan zyada maza aata hai..toh hamarey pehchan mey aapsey eligible koi nahi hai..🌝
Karishma (blushing/ chuckling)- kaa aap bhi? Aap baar baar batein hamari taraf kaahe ghuma deti hain?
Haseena- Kyunki hamey sahi lagta hai..
Karishma- Chaliye choriye..yeh batayiye ki aapko maza aa raha hai ya nahi..
Haseena- Iss sawal ka jawab aap khud dijiye...dekhiye na ab aap hamarey saath hai...toh hamey toh accha lagega hi na?
Karishma- Aapko flirt karney ke liye ham alag sey waqt de diya karengey..kya kahin v shuru ho jaati hain?
Pushpaji came out of nowhere and sat beside them on the table with her french fries and burger.
Pushpaji- Umm..shsidkxodiebsnz
Karishma - muh sey supari nikal key baat kariye Pushpaji..
Haseena chuckled.
Pushpaji (after finishing her food)- umm hmm..aapko hamesha beech mey bolna hota hai..ham yeh keh rahe the ki khaana boht badhiya hai...aap dono kuch khaati kyun nahi?
Karishma (yawning)- Ham abhi thak gaye hai Pushpaji..thori der rest karna chahtey hai..
Haseena- Haan..even hamey v bhook nahi hai..
Karishma bid them bye and went to take a nap in her room. Everyone were assigned their own rooms and the villa was so big that numbers were assigned to each rooms. It was evening..and the mehendi artist was called for the bride for the sangeet. The designer was told to go to room 424 which was bride's but she misheard it and went into 242 which was Karishma's and haseetosh's, who was asleep at that time and the other two were out.
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The designer went inside the room which was unlocked and was surprised to see Karishma asleep as she thought Karishma was the bride.
Designer- Kamaal hai? Bandi sangeet ke liye ready hui v nahi hai...ulta inkey saath koi relative v nahi hai? Itna sookha sookha kyun hai sab? Choro..mujhey kya..mujhey design sey matlab hai..
She sighed and pulled out her mehendi. She forgot something so she took out her phone and called Ramesh..
Designer- Ji aapney ladkey ka naam kya bataya tha?
Ramesh- Harsh..
Designer- okay..
She engraved an H on Karishma's hand and continued with the other designs..poor Karishma was so tired that she didn't even wake up to know what was happening to her.
[Mehendi rasam- DONE♥️✔]
On the other side...the bride's relatives were frustrated and confused as to why the designer wasn't coming.
Sunita- oh ji aapney bulaya toh tha na?
Ramesh- Aur nahi toh kya? Baat bhi toh hui thi..usney dulhey ka naam poocha..abhi tak aayi nahi?? Yeh kaisey ho sakta hai?
Sunita- Aap call lagakey puchiyw na..
Here, Karishma's mehendi was done and the designer was about to leave when she got a call.
Designer- hanji boliye..
Ramesh- Han..kaha hai aap?
Designer- Dulhan key kamrey mey..aur kaha?
Ramesh- ek minute..lekin meri beti toh merey saath hai..aur uski mehendi honi hai..aap kahan hai?
Just then she realised that she did something wrong. She looked at Karishma with horror and just then Haseena entered the room.
Designer- ek min..mujhey lagta hai meresey boht badi misunderstanding hui hai..aapney room no. Kya bola tha?
Ramesh- 424..
Desginer facepalmed herself and bit her lips.
Designer- Accha mai aati hun..rukiye..
Haseena was listening to the one sided convo while going around the lady. She noticed the mehendi design on Karishma's hands and was surprised.
Designer- Woh..sorry madam...merko misunderstanding ho gaya tha..galti sey iss madam ke haathon ho gaya..
She explained the whole situation to which Haseena could only wonder and laugh.
Haseena- Wah..bada accha coincidence hai..aaj hi ham Karishma Singh ke shaadi key baarey me baat kar rahey the..aur ab yeh ho gaya...
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The designer left them alone. Karishma stirred in her sleep and finally woke up.
Haseena (almost jumping on her)- Karishma Singh!!!!!
Karishma (shocked and startled)- Kaa hua maddam sir?
Haseena held both of her hands and saved it from ruining the mehendi.
Karishma noticed her hands and was shocked to see them.
Karishma- Yeh..yeh sab kab hua...aur kaisey..
Haseena (sighing)- Jab aap so rahin thi..
Karishma- aapko mehendi designing v aati hai?
Haseena (confused)- aur aapko kyun lagta hai yeh hamney banayi hai?
Karishma- Kyunki iss kamrey mey hamarey aur aapkey alawa koi aur nahi hai..
Haseena had a plan to tease Karishma during that conversation.
Haseena (playing along)- umm..haan..hamney hi banayi hai..
Karishma- Lekin kyun??
Haseena- Arey..hamney kaha nahi tha ki aapko shaadi karleni chahiye..toh hamney socha uski shuruat kardi jaaye.
Karishma- kya kuch v? Aur yeh...
Before she could say anything her eyes landed on the 'H'.
Karishma- Yeh H matlab?
Haseena (pretending to be shocked)- aapko nahi pata? Aap natak kar rahi hain kya? H matlab Haseena.
That just made Karishma's heart skip a beat and her face grow red.
Haseena smiled at her reaction.
Karishma- Aapko kisney kaha ham aapsey shaadi karengey?
Haseena (coming closer to her face so that her breath touched the other's face)- aur aapko kisney kaha ham aapko kisi aur sey nikaah karney bhi dengey..
Haseena's tone was dead serious. And the thing that she said it with a serious face made Karishma smile and jump from inside.
Her blush grew more intense and Haseena realised what she said so she blushed harder. Their eyes looking deeper into each other's and their proximity heated up the environment. Haseena unintentionally traced Karishma's face with her eyes.
Karishma (smirking)- accha?
Haseena (nervously)- hamara matlab..hamara matlab..hai..
Karishma- Ham samjh gaye..hamey accha laga yeh sunkar...
Haseena- Nahi..hamara matlab yeh nahi tha...aur haan..aapko batadein..
Haseena pulled back from her and stood straight.
Haseena- Yeh mehendi hamney nahi kari hai..
Karishma's heart broke inti 2 pieces. Not that she was expecting it but still, if Haseena had done that she would've been happy.
Karishma- Toh?
Haseena explained her whatever happened. This saddened Karishma more.
Haseena (smiling)- Aapkey chehrey key nakshey sey maaloom padta hai ki yeh mehendi agar hamney ki hoti toh aap zyada khush hoti hai na? Aur aap khush bhi hoti?
Karishma (little sad)- aisa baat nahi hai..haan thora bura laga..joh v ho...hamein fresh hona hai...
Haseena- Kaisey hongi? Aapkey haathon par toh mehendi lagi hai..
Karishma- Haan...
Haseena (nervous)- Uh...bura na maaney toh ham aapko freshen karwa dein?
Karishma looked up at her in surprise. She was smiling really widely from inside but she nodded slowly to not show her desperation.
Haseena took her to the washroom and slowly helped her wash her face. The tension between them as Haseena washed her face kept increasing. Haseena's eyes never left the other's face as she noticed how pretty karishma was. For Karishma, it was Haseena's soft hands which calmed her nerves down. The soft touch made her forget things and feel good. Haseena also inahled the fragrance that came from Karishma's hair. It was probably some good quality shampoo. As she leaned forward to smell more, Karishma turned towards her at the same time which resulted in.....
In their nosetips rubbing against each others. The incident was so close that they might've kissed if there hadn't been a gap of one centimeter b/w their lips.
Both of them were embarrassed and blushed hard.
Haseena- Sorry...woh hamein aapkey shampoo ka smell pasand aaya tha toh..
Karishma- uh..ham v sorry...
Just then there was a loud knock on their door.
Waiter- ma'am your order.
Haseena and Karishma looked at each other..
Haseena- Woh..hamney hamarey liye kuch order karwaya tha..kyunki aapney v boht samay hogaye kuch khaya nahi..isliye..
Karishma nodded and both came out of the washroom to receive their order.
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