“Look, Ishqi! Don’t try my patience. Get out of the car.”
“Kamal karte hai aap! Try hi karna raha to aapko wo grilled carpaccio try karungi na! Aapka tasteless patience test karna exam test se zada boring hai!”
His grip on the steering wheel tightened. “Okay, I promise… main gusse me kuch nahi karunga. Ab jao!”
“Bas aapne keh diya aur maine maan liya? Main kya aapki secretary hoon? I’m your wife who knows what you are capable of doing so if you think that I’ll fall for the promises that I know you are going to break – you are highly mistaken!”
He banged his hand on the steering wheel, turning his infuriated eyes to her. “To? To, kya karun main? Aise hi jaane doon tumhare Maasa Ji ko? Tumhe koi hurt kare – main nahi bardasht kar sakta!”
“Aisa kaha maine? Dekhiye, Maasa Ji ke against case file karna badi baat nahi hai lekin abhi kiya to shayad… wo dismiss hi ho jaaye kyunki Maasi nahi bolengi unke against. In fact, saare relatives, Maasi ke side ke bhi aur Maasa Ji ke side ke bhi… Maasa Ji ki hi side lenge. Aise mein hum kaise aur kya hi prove kar lenge?” She placed her hand on his shoulder. “Aapko kya lagta hai? Mujhe gussa nahi aata? Aata hai, AVM. Bohot aata hai aur bachpan se aata hai! Aur Maasa Ji ko apne kiye ki saza milkar rahegi! Lekin jab tak main Maasi ko convince nahi kar leti… case file karne koi point nahi hai, trust me!”
He jerked her hand off his shoulder, not letting his gaze find her face.
Heaving a sigh, she pulled his hand toward herself. “Main thik hoon. Thoda sa cut hi to laga hai Maasi ko bachate bachate!”
Her words earned her a glare from him and she knew that she needed to shut up.
Laying her head on his shoulder, she squeezed his hand that was still in her hold.
“Case to hokar rahega, AVM aur Maasa Ji ko saza bhi! Lekin jab tak main Maasi ko convince nahi kar leti, please… please thoda pranayam kijiye aur apne gusse ko control me rakhiye!”
His eyes snapped at her. “Prana what?”
She hit her head on his shoulder. “# Harvard mode on!”
His palm rested on her cheek. “I’ll destroy whatever and whoever dare to lay a finger on you. You are mine to protect and far too precious for me to let you get hurt!”
This is a random piece of fiction. Absolute imagination. Kind of a random mini tale based on the picture on the characters named Ishqi and Aahan from the show Ishk Par Zor Nahi.
Amazing