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Epilogue

"Suniye." She calls making him look at her.

"Hmm. Coming." Abhi replies while she moans sulking.

"Suniye." He heard another call, he raised his head to see his wife standing there. He correctly arranged the pleats of the saree and tucks them properly.

She smiles at him, "You look beautiful." He compliments her truly, staring her lovingly.

"Even you was..."

"Suniye." Her call interrupt them.

Pragya groaned, leaving out hiss. "Look she called you. You're always at her service." She complained, as she was almost in tears.

"Nahi. Pragya." He tried to touch her cheeks when her another shout came.

"Suniye."

"Go. Go. Your darling called you. Then when do you care for me? After all, I'm your boring wife na." She complained whining like a kid.

"N...." He began to deny her, when the shout became louder.

"What happened?" Abhi asked in care.

Abhi faced Preeti with a worried smile. "Darling. Kya hogayi?"

"Suniye. My dress." She pouted, sighing a loud.

Abhi ruffled her hair with spark in eyes. "Kya hai? Why are you calling him?" Pragya showed her anger on Preeti.

"I wanted him to adjust my dress." Preeti replied back, while Abhi tucked the half saree perfectly for her.

"Suniye." Pragya calls him, trying to grab his hand.

"Suniye." Preeti grabbed his another arms.

"Why are you calling him as Suniye? He is my husband. Not yours." Pragya throw daggers at her, her hands on her waist facing her.

"Then. Why are you calling him as Suniye? He is my dad." Preeti, 3 years old daughter of them, spoke back adamantly.

Pragya got pregnant with Preeti, on her last year of degree. Initially Abhi worried about her, as she was caring child and going to College even. For him, she herself a Child for him. Child having Child is a big deal for him.

Preeti is the Father's favourite. And she is so much possessive of him. After her entry, even Pragya got possessive of him. Poor Abhi. He got struck in this. Little, they don't know he like the possessive of them on him.

"Darling. You should not speak like that to Maa." Abhi advice her, Preeti nodded and hugged him.

Abhi picking his daughter in his arms, While Preeti gave Pragya victorious smile to her and showed her tongue, instigating her.

"I love you Papa."

"I love you Darling." Pragya watched them helplessly while she fumes in anger.

Well! It was became their habit to be like this. Life would never be happy without Obsession , right?

The End,
NasreenAyesha.

I written this having thought of this idea. Preeti and Pragya obsession would be given as Drabble soon. Wait for that 😉😉

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