YOU ARE MY LOVE

"Samar, choriye." "Har baar choriye. Kabhi ye bol dijiye, jaan thora zor se pakdo" (Every time, leave me!! Say this sometimes, jaan, hold me a little tighter) He said mimicking her and she bit her lips, to control her smile and blushed hard. "You have mastery in talking dirty right?" She asked, playing with his collar. "This is what you call dirty talking? Then baby, what will you call it when I actually talk dirty with you. You will call me a pervert right?!" He said leaning against her. He was about to smash his lips on hers but she kept her palm, covering her lips. "We have a fast Samar" she said and pushed him away. He pouted and slumped on the bed, sulking already. ✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐✐ Don't do this samar. They are your parents." She said feebly with her eyes dropping tears. She was shaking with the fear of being called a "women who broke a family" His eyes shot up to hers and he pulled her towards him with a strong jerk. She collided with his chest while her hands was strongly gripped by him. "To tum meri biwi ho. Or kisi ka koi haq nahi tumhe zaleel karna ka. " (And you are my wife and no one has the right to humiliate you) She broke into tears again and hugged him tight. ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶