C7 Chapter 7

They were in their own pleasure world, but Veer's dad's yell from the study room brought them back to reality. He straightened himself and left, while Samaira sat on the bed, breathing heavily.

Samaira's pov..

What was it that I never felt like this before.. he was so close to me.. like so close.. but why I didn't feel uncomfortable.. I mean, I was loving his touch. I know we were husband and wife. But this.. ooh gosssshhh.. it's ok Samairt, stop thinking about all this..

Veer's pov..

How could you veer, how could you lose your control? I mean, I know she is my wife, but she is too small for all this.. but she was reacting to my touch. I mean, I affect her, and I didn't know that.

"Veer, where are you lost?" my dad yelled at me, which broke my trance.

"Woh.. woh.. " why the hell I was stammering, dude?

"It's ok, leave all this and check this file," she said, "so hurry up and stop thinking about her." I started checking the file.

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In evening..

"Samaira, go and get ready. We are going to your parents' house, and everyone is left," said Veer, without looking here and there as he was very embarrassed of what he did. She nodded and was about to go to the washroom when Veer held her hand.

"Samaira..umm..I mean," Veer stuttered, biting his lips, while Sam was looking at his face.

"What the veer?" she asked, being confused.

"Umm yeah.. I amm.. sorry," she apologized. "I mean, I am sorry for what had happened.." His sentence was cut off as Samuela placed her index finger on his lips.

"Ssshhh, you don't need to say sorry, that was the best moment." saying this, she went inside the washroom, leaving a blushing woman behind.

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Samaira's pov..

Phirse (again) Indian wear. Ughh, I hate this.. why always do Indians wear Bhagwan Jiii (God)?

She quickly wore her dress and applied a minimal amount of makeup.

"Oooiii chota packet (small) ready?" he asked.. and she nodded, still applying her lipgloss.

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Samaira's pov..

He forgot my birthday. Everyone forgot my birthday, whyyy whyy..no one wished me..

"Samaira, come sit in the car fast," my monster patidev (husband) called me.

I quickly sat on the passenger seat silently. My mood was really off, like really.

"Hey, what happened?" my patidev (husband) asked me while his whole concentration was on the road as he was driving.

"Nothing," I replied, "but inside me, I was like, huh, nothing but I would kill you and sell you to some factory monster."

"We reached." My patidev (husband) said happily, and I stepped out of the car without saying anything.

"Samaira, wait," but I ignored him and started walking, but then someone held my hand and pulled me with a jerk.

"What in the hell are you doing?" I asked him as he tried to control my erratic heartbeat.

"Ssshhh," he shushed me by putting his index finger on my lips.

"Now wait," saying this, he blindfolded me. Now what the hell was happening?

"Now hold my hand tightly," said my patidev (husband). I held his hand and started walking, but I was about to fall because of my high heels.. so he picked me up in his arms.. oh gosh, why was I feeling like this? Samaira control..

"Veer itna dark kyu hai (Manik, why is this so dark)?" I asked as he put me down and opened my blindfold.

And then, booommmmmm.

Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy Birthday, Dear Samaira! Happy birthday to you!

Omg, everyone was there.

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"Thank you everyone, thank you," I said, clapping my hands. "Omg, this was really awesome. This surprise was really awesome."

"Happy Birthday Baccha," my mom wished me, and I hugged her. And then dad and bro.

"Happy birthday, Samaira," ooh gosh, sasumom (my mother-in-law) wished me.. and I said thank you.. and then dadi and Arvi and Sasurjiii (my father-in-law) joined in..

But where was my patidev? He didn't wish me I turned around and saw him standing and smiling. He looked cute when he smiled. He walked towards me, and then.

"Happy Birthday, Chota Packet," and poked my nose.. and I made a grumpy pout.

"Thanks, monster," I said and slapped his arms lightly.

"Sam, come and cut the cake," said my mom. I nodded..

"Samaira, first make a wish," said Arvi, and I nodded.

I closed my eyes and made a wish.

And then I cut the cake.. and then first I fed mom, Sasumom, and everyone..

And at last, he also fed me.

"Thanks everyone for the surprise," I said as everyone sat in the living room.

"Samaira, you should thank Veer, it was his plan," said dad. "Oohh my god, my patidev (husband) did this for me.. oohh gosshh."

"Thanks, Veer," I said happily, and he just smiled. Huh, this arrogant monster.. welcome bolne par kitna cost lagta (does it cost anything to say welcome?)

After dinner, we came back to Malhotra Mansion. This monster didn't gift me anything. Sabne kuch diya (everyone gifted me something but he didn't).

"Ooii chota packet ice cream khane chale (oii small packet want to go out for ice cream)," asked Veer.

"I am not in a mood," I replied. "Ice cream gift toh diya nahi ice cream."

"Ok, then I am going bye." Huh, that monster was going alone. I so hate him.

"Oooiii wait, I am also coming," I said and ran behind him.

"You don't want to eat ice cream then," my monster cum patidev teased me.

"Shut up, you monster, and drive fast," I said. "No, no," I literally shouted, sitting inside the car.

"We reached," he said, stopping the car in front of an ice cream parlor.

"Wait, I am coming," he said, and left.

I stepped out of the car and started clicking selfies.

"Happy Birthday, Chota Packet!" Omg, my patidev startled me, and then he made me wear a pendant.

"This is from my side." This pendant was really nice, dude. My patidev wasn't that bad.

"Thank you!" I said happily.

"And this is also for you," he said, "and he made me wear one ring." Patidev was giving me a heart attack.

"Thank you, thank you," she said happily and kissed his cheeks. "Isssh galti se kiya" (damn, that was a mistake)... his eyes widened.

"Woh, where is ice cream?" I said in order to break this moment. This was really embarassing.

"Woh, take this," he told me.

And we started having ice cream.