One week went really well. Next day was the most awaited. Karan's selection depended on that match.

In night,

Preeran were in each other's embrace.

Karan : Babydoll nervous ho...

Preeta: Match tumhara h... Tum nervous hou.. Main kyun...

Karan: Jhuth toh dekho... Darr lg rha h na tumhe...

Preeta(cutely) : Thoda sa..

Karan: Pakka..

Preeta : Okay.. Thik h.. Bahut darr lg rha h... Ab khush...

Karan hugged her closer.

Karan: Maine meri puri koshish kii h babydoll... I hope kii main select ho jao...

Preeta: Ha.. Ho jaoge.. Mujhe pura pura vishwas h...

Karan: Phir nervousness kaisi...

Preeta: Hoti hi h vo toh...

Karan kissed her forehead.

Karan: Sab sahi hoga..

Preeta(smilingly): Sab acha hoga..

Karan came on top of her.

Karan(huskily): toh ab thoda romance krlo main.. Tumhara hogya ho toh...

Preeta: Koi romance nhi... So jao..

Karan kissed her shoulder.

Karan: Tum na hmesha aisa mt kia karo...

Preeta kissed him immediately. He responded. Both broke.

Preeta(pouting) : Ab so jao... Please...

Karan: Okay.. Good night babydoll...

Preeta : Good night karan..

Both slept in each other's embrace.

Next morning,

Karan was ready for his match. He took the blessings of Mahesh.

Mahesh: All the best Karan...

Karan: Thank u dad...

Myra: All the best chachu...

Karan: Thank u myru...

Preeta : Chalo myru.. School ke liye late ho rha h...

Karan: Babydoll tum nhi aa rhi mere saath...

Preeta: Myra ko school drop krke aa jaungi... Don't worry...

Karan: Pakka aajana...

Preeta: Ha pakka..

She kissed his cheek.

Preeta: Best of Luck..

Karan smiled. Myra held Preeta's finger. Both left in their own cars.

Preeta: Princess school mein ache se dhyan dena... Chachu aaj select ho jayege...

Myra: Phir hum log doing party...

Preeta: Ha.. Lo school aagya.. Jao..

Myra(waving at her) : Bye cindrella..

Preeta : Bye bye..

Karan was waiting for Preeta to come.

Karan(in mind) : Yaar kaha ho babydoll...Aajao na jaldi se....

Preeta drove to dargah. She entered and covered her head with dupatta.

Preeta(closing her eyes) : Aaj bhi aap jaante h kii main kya chahti hu... Karan ne bahut mehnat kii h.. Uski mehnat jaya na ho..

Karan's match started. He was continuously waiting for her. He missed a ball.

Karan(in mind) : Karan concentrate..Vo aajayegi... Shaant hojaa...

Karan closed his eyes and imagined her smiling face. He smiled.

Karan: For her...

He started playing well.

Preeta drove to the ground.

It was last ball. Karan had to hit a six.

He hit the ball. It was in mid air and preeta entered. The ball hit her head.

Karan widened his eyes. His friends shouted in happiness and picked him up.

Preeta(rubbing her head) : Aaj nhi chodungi main tumhe.. Hadd h.. Mujhe hi ball maardi...

She came towards him. He jumped and started running from her.

Karan: Yaar babydoll.. Sorry na.. Tumhari timing hi kharab h.. Aur aana bhi tumhe usi gate se tha kya..

Preeta(angry) : Ha toh.. Mujhe sapne mein thodi aaya tha kii mahashya ghar ka saara gussa yaha nikalenge mujh pr..

Karan : Babydoll main select hogya.. Isi khushi mein chod do...

Preeta stopped.

Preeta : Okay... Par mujhe lagi...

Karan: Vse aisa kehna toh nhi chahiye.. Par lagni bhi chahiye thi....

Preeta(glaring) : Kya bole tum..

Karan: Ground mein hi jaan na h kya sab... Pehle car ke paas chlo... Sab has rhe h... Jagah dekhti ho na time... Bas ladne ka mauka chahiye..

Preeta (angry) : Tum bahar milo... Batati hu main tumhe...

Karan: Ha jao... I hate u...

Preeta : I love u too...

Karan sighed and went to change. Preeta was sitting on bonnet of car with an angry face.

Karan: Batao kaha lagii h...

Preeta turned her face.

Karan: Dramebaaz... Gussa mujhe hona chahiye.. Tumhe nhi..

He blowed and applied ointment on her head.

Preeta: Vse tumhe kyu gussa hona chahiye...

Karan crossed his arms.

Karan: Jse tumhe pta hi nhi... Apne pati ka itna zaruri match kon miss krta h...

Preeta: Oh hello.. Miss nhi kiya maine.. Main yahi baithi thi.. Bas andar aane ka mann nhi hua...

Karan(glaring) : Aur vo kyu... Mujhe haarte hue nhi dekh skti thi...

Preeta (angry) : Nhi... Yaha bahar rhke tumhe marrne ki tayaari krte... Harr ke aate toh chodti nhi main tumhe...

Karan : Chl jhuthi...

Preeta : Toh pta h toh puchte kyun ho...

Karan: Ha.. Pta h... Sb kuch... Nautanki kahinki... Chup chap sorry bolo...

Preeta(laughing) : Kis baat ka sorry ha...

Karan: Match na dekhne ke liye... Obviously...

Preeta (angry) : Nhi bolungi...

Karan picked her up on shoulder.

Preeta: Akdu.. Please ha.. Tumhe pta h na tumhe pakadna nhi aata.. Gir gyi toh haddi pasli ek ho jayegi meri... Baksh do mujhe...

Karan: Sorry bolo...

Preeta: Please....

Karan: Sorry bolo pehle...

Preeta(angry) : Okay fine.. Sorry...

Karan placed her inside car and himself sat on the driving seat.

Karan(seeing her angry pout) : Ab nakhro se kuch nhi hoga.. Congratulations bhi nhi bola... Pta nhi ksi biwi mili h...

Preeta: Sundar, susheel, sabka khyal rkhne wali... Aur tumhe jhelne ki capacity rkhne wali.. Laakhon mein ek biwi mili h... Aur batau...

Karan turned his face. Preeta hugged him.

Preeta: Acha thik h...Sorry aur congratulations dono... Khush ho jao...

Karan: Nhi...

Preeta(kissed his cheek) : Congratulations...

Karan smiled.

Karan: Thank u...

Preeta: Ab chalo ghar.. Aaj ki party...

Karan: Meri taraf se...

Preeta: Ha toh har party tumhari hi taraf se hoti h... Pati ke paison pr hak hota h biwi ka.. Party main do ya tum.. Kharcha toh tumhara hi h...

Karan hit his head on steering wheel.

Karan : Kuch nhi ho skta tumhara...

Preeta(proudly) : Thank u...

He smiled.

Precap..

Engagement

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