Chaptr-11 Ignited the Flame

Muskaan again replied softly," yes, or what? We will stroll around, have picnic and will also click lots of photos."

Now Kabeer looked at her as if he couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry. But then smirked again and continued with his teasing," really. Are you sure there is nothing else to do?"

Muskaan was about to reply, but suddenly recalled her conversation with her elder sister after her honeymoon and thought," didn't Pooja di mention a kiss?" and a realization dawned on her which made her face go pink, and she stammered," ummm, I think I have left something in the kitchen." and fled away from the room taking the tray.

But Kabeer called her from back and said," at least listen, why do you have to pack? "

Muskaan stopped but didn't turn, as he found it really difficult to face him. And Kabeer continued," we are not going anywhere, but just shifting in the guest room for a while."

Now curiosity took over her embarrassment and she turned and asked," why so?”

Kabeer replied," coz, I want to renovate this room for us."

Muskaan nodded a yes and left. And after 10 minutes, when she was stepping back to the stairs, she smiled coz now she knew the reason for her restlessness. Of course, she knew that she was restless coz she was missing him, missing his care, missing his concern and missing his teasing also.

When she entered the room, she found Kabeer was sleeping on his side, yet she couldn't decide that he had slept or just laying with closed eyes, but admired him lovingly. Suddenly Kabeer lifted his one hand and rubbed his forehead, pressing between the eyes. She saw this, thought for a moment and hesitantly lifted her hand and kept on his forehead. While he jerked on her touch but didn't open his eyes and suddenly felt relief when she started to press her forehead with her finger tips. He was enjoying her massage and felt so good when her fingers ran over his forehead and temple in a smooth circular motion. He felt so overwhelmed and actually felt all the lines of worry suddenly vanish from his temple and he relaxed instantly when she caressed his head running her fingers in his hairs. He suddenly grabbed her hand, turned and slept keeping her hand secured between his palms resting his head on.

A sweet smile took place on their lips automatically. Muskaan was admiring him lovingly as he found his gesture very sweet and his posture very cute. While Kabeer thought that some days back he said her as an angel but tonight he was again very sure that she was truly the angel of his life, who would ease his every pain without even knowing about it.

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"Muskaan, Muskaan, where are you?” At one side where his night passed with a sweet smile holding her hand so close, there other side his morning started with hollering her name loudly. He was calling her loudly as in the last three days a change had occurred in his life, which he found extremely beautiful but luck was not in favor of him as even after finding that beautiful he couldn't cherish that fully. Thinking about that he called her again," Muskaan, Muskaan…"

"Yes, coming.", finally the reply came.

And with that she too came with a rush drying her hands with a kitchen towel. He looked at her as she was looking extremely hot even in a simple blue sari, pallu tucked in waist, some drops of sweat on her forehead and some flicks of hairs carelessly fallen on side of her face which she was tucking behind her ears every now and then and cursed himself as missed his morning secret adventure that day too. He was looking at her mesmerized and seeing him checking herself, she got confused and looked herself lowering her head.

Then looked at him and raised her eyebrows and asked," yes, tell me, what happened?”

Her voice broke his daze and he asked buttoning his shirt, as he was getting ready for office," Are you angry at me?”

Muskaan looked at him as if he grew horns suddenly and replied by shaking her head in a negative way.

Kabeer asked," Then why? "

Muskaan now got more confused and asked," Why what? You called me to ask this only.”

Kabeer shook his head and replied," no, not this, but."

Muskaan asked," but what? Tell me fast, I have lots of things to do."

Kabeer asked," if you are not angry, why didn’t you bring me my clothes today?”

Muskaan's smile vanished on this and she replied hesitantly," Well, you don’t wear those clothes, I brought out for you. So, I think you don’t like me to continue."

Kabeer was very well aware that this question was coming and asked only to get a chance to made her understood the actual problem, so replied calmly," no Muskaan, it is not that I don’t like, but coincidentally, the clothes you have been bringing out for some days, somewhat was not fitting in my that day’s schedule."

Muskaan frowned and asked," means."

Kabeer replied," means, on the first day, you brought out a suit, but that day no such meeting was scheduled, so I like to wear only a shirt, not a jacket. And the next day, you brought out a shirt, but there was a client meeting schedule. So, I had to wear a suit."

Muskaan asked again," okay, but yesterday, yesterday I brought out both."

Kabeer said in an understanding tone again," yeah, but yesterday, I had to visit the factory site. I usually prefer dark shades on such days, but the sets you pulled out, all were in light shades. So,"

Muskaan nodded as understood but then asked, thinking something," is it, but then, how would I know about your schedule every day?"

Kabeer chuckled on her deep thoughtful expressions as if facing a big war front. And to make the moment light, he replied in a kidding tone," well, what a serious problem? Now how are you going to deal with it?"

He too made a thoughtful face, suddenly clicked his fingers and said again," Idea! You can do one thing. Call my secretary every day and ask for my schedule. She will tell you."

While he was replying in a lighter tone, her full focus was on two worlds 'SECRETARY' and 'SHE'. Her eyes widened on this and she asked immediately," means, she is a girl. ``

Kabeer replied simply combing his hairs, not understanding that he was actually digging his grave himself," yes, Nisha Singhania. No mention, she is very smart, and caring."

Muskaan narrowed her eyes and asked in a cold tone," means?"

“yes, she is very caring. Before our marriage, she often brought me lunch from her home, that too my favorites, and even always pestered me to eat on time too."

But Muskaan was not listening to him, because she was busy murdering that kitchen towel by ringing that hard. But asked him to come soon for breakfast she left immediately. Poor Kabeer couldn't understand and shrugged his shoulders without knowing the volcano he lit up a few minutes back.

After some time, he joined Grandpa for breakfast at the dining table. He looked at Grandpa, he was reading a newspaper and wished him a good morning. Just a few moments after Muskaan appeared from the kitchen with some plates. She came to the table and started to arrange them. First for Grandpa, then herself and lastly for Kabeer. But when she came near Kabeer, she kept that with a thud and likewise cutlery, bowls and glass too.

Grandpa was interestingly seeing her expressions, at first, he frowned at her puffed mouth but now understands that this was something between the couple only. He pursed his lips to refrain from smiling, seeing the worried expression of Kabeer. He thought, "hmm, here go, Ace over King. Now taste your own bitter medicine. How is it going buddy?"

And he asked Kabeer teasingly, when Muskaan left again for the kitchen, “what actually you have done to her?"

Kabeer replied clueless, " me, no grandpa. I didn’t do anything."

Grandpa again teased him, "Well, I don’t know what you have done, but as far as my experiences count, her face and these burnt breads are saying that you are going to sleep with me. But don’t worry son, I will make you sleep like your childhood, and even will sing a lullaby for you too."