"Ainda aise na bolna! Main sirf tumhara hoon or humesha se tumhara hi tha." Pulling back he whispered loud and clear.wiping away her tears he had captured her lips again, deepening the kiss this time.
She was flabbergasted, this all was so new, so sudden for her. On top of that her mind was still dizzy. She was having hard time digesting all this.
He had rejected her an instant before and now was claiming her.

His kiss was passionate. Slowly pulling back he had started assaultinģ her neck, breathing in her scents and mava's breaths were getting uneven. She had her eyes shut tight. She was dumbfounded, unable to make any move.
His hands had started roaming around her body making their way to her waist. It was very chilly outside but he was giving her the warmth. Carrying her up the next instant he walked inside the house into their room. Placing her on the bed he had captured her lips again holding her head from both the sides. Biting the lowerlip he demanded access and she gasped making his movements come to a sudden halt.
Backing away he took in deep breaths and rubbed his face with his palms feeling flushed and embarassed. God knows what had gotten into him.

"I, I am really very sorry mava. I am just too messed up rightnow."
He said in a whisper unable to look into her eyes and mava was panting hard due to their sudden and unexpected makeout .

"J, just sleep, you need it!" He had said again stuttering.

"You need it too." She wanted to say but kept silent.

Tucking her in the bed, he was out of the room.
Getting up from the bed she went and Changed into her pyjamas and then came and got under the quilt but her mind was going crazy. Sleep was nowhere in her eyes. She wanted his embrace, she wanted him to be with her. She felt safer when he was around.
Plus right now she wanted answers to the questions lingering in her mind.
Why had he one instant told her to go back from where she had come and the next instant confessed that he was hers, he had claimed to be hers in loud and clear words and not to forget all the love he had just made to her. What was all this? What was his goal ? She was confused at his behaviour.

Having had enough of her thoughts she threw her quilt away and got down from the bed with an erratic heart beat, gaining courage she left her room walking through the silent corridors straight towards the study as she had a feeling he would be present over there and yes she had found him in the study, lying on the couch peacefully. His arm was covering his eyes. Her insides boiled. Leaving her to worry so much he was here, without a care in the world. But little did she know about the troubles going inside his mind and heart.

Zaviyar! You, you just cant run away like this leaving me in the middle of a puzzle. Continue what you started! And explain me the scenario!"  Closing the door with a thud, she walked hastily approaching him She  said, removing his arm from his eyes and shocked at her sudden actions he sat up.

"What do you want mava? What does all of this mean?" He asked , ache growing in his nerves. He was a messed up person right now and her showing up again was now begining to torture him. He had no energy to give answers to her questions and even refraining from her seemed difficult right now as she was again close to him.

"Is there something you are hiding from me that you should let me know?" She had sensed something wrong hence She asked looking straight into his eyes.

"Ah! the psychology student is out, I was waiting for it." He chuckled rubbing his forehead to subside the headache abit.

"You knew about that, means you knew what I have studied?"  She asked shocked. She thought he knew nothing about her. But oh dear, she was wrong. He was mr zaviyar saleh and he had his own ways to know everything about his close ones!

"Aur bhi bohat kuch janta hoon main mava. Balkay tumhare baray main sab kuch janta hoo!" Murmurring slowly he took a step towards her.

"Were you spying on me?" She asked, nervousness dripping from her voice and demeanour. All her confidence going down the drain as she was clearly intimidated by him.
This was a beatiful sight for him as she was someone who was never afraid of him. He had a hard time digesting it all and also controlling his smile.

"Hmm well technically no! but I do have this much of a right to know the basics about my wife and her life? Dont I?"
He said in a mere whisper, standing an inch away from her. Removing her hair from the front he tucked it behind her ear, her breath had hitched, she was not even over the fact that he had kissed her and that too so passionately few minutes back and his proximity yet again was giving her body jitters.
Her long neck was clearly visible to his eyes now, inviting him but he held back. Some marks were present there, they were fresh and ofcourse his ministrations. His hands unvolunteerily rose up and  touched the mark and she shivered internally.

"If you knew everything mr zaviyar, than why did you always call me miss instead of mrs? Because ofcourse you were aware of our nikkah!"
She asked holding his hand to stop his ongoing actions and he sighed chuckling alittle.

"You dont remember dont you? " He counter questioned her moving back and sitting on the couch massaging his temples. She only nodded her head in a no in utter confusion.

"Hmm well, Jab main pakistan aya tha,  or tumhe mene pehli bar dekha tha tab  Mene tumse naam poocha tha tumhara. I wanted to know you or tumne baray hi koi shok se, full energy kay sath bola tha kay  main miss mava hoon! I still remember that. your voice had an authority, a enthusiasm, hence couldent forget that, it just left prints on my mind. so thats why? Simple  si baat thee, koi bari theory nahi hai iske peeche."
Narrating the story with an adorable smile he said. His hands still massaging his temples.

"Sachi! Mujhe nahi yaad aisa kuch bhi. Haan ye yaad hai kay bachpan main mujhe teacher banne ka bohat shok tha or akser apne se chotay cousins ko bitha kar teacher banjati thee unki or wo sab mujhe miss mava bulatay the to bohat maza ata tha."
Feeling nostalgic she smiled. Childhood days are always the best. She was still overwhelmed by listening to his story of why he called her miss mava. It seemed cute . Chuckling she came and sat beside him.

"Hmm, tumhe na ho yaad per mujhse sab yaad hai miss mava." Smiling he said and closed his eyes. His headache was getting intense.

"Baray Chupay rustam ho tum mr kharoos!" Chuckling she said. She was loving their random, friendly conversations.

"Hmm, ab jao jaaker sojao please!" Eyes still shut he murmurred, trying not to show his pain.

"Hmm, jatee hoo, tum bhi aao!" Holding his hand she said and he opened his eyes at her touch.

"Mava, please jao." He said again, pulling back his hand but being the stubborn one she held his hand again and pulled him up. Giving up he stood up and followed her to their room.

"Sleep!" Reaching the room she ordered him and he sighed getting on the bed and to his surprise the next instant he saw her siting right beside him and then he felt her soft hands on his forehead. She had gently started massaging his head.
He smiled and did not protest at all. He was enjoying it. Her hands felt perfect, subsiding the pain. When sleep over took him he did not know but mava smiled seeing him fall asleep. It seemed he had not slept in ages.
Slowly getting up she placed the quilt over him and came and lied down on the other end of the bed.

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Aoa, everyone....heres another chapter...

A very cute, loving and romantic...this is here as a compensation of the previous sad chap🙈😂...

And yes,, finally some good progress in mava and zaviyars relationship! You all liking it????

I am also loving the chemistry they have plus their conversation was amazing....
Zaviyar knows so much and really is a chupa rustam ....

Wese bachpan main kon teacher teacher khelta tha???? Heheheh

And our mava bae is so caring... and sensible....
She did not create any drama infact handled all so well...aur sar bhi daba diya zavi ka😂😂🙈🙈

Anyways this storyyy is cominh towards an end.... i am sad...
I just tend to fall in love with every short story but they end so soon...lekin khair ye khatam hogee to agli shuru hogee...

Acha please...vote, comment and share!!!!

( ye sab meri baten parhte bhi ho ya skip kardete ho..lol)))) ye zaroor batana🙈🙈😂😂