remorse
finally all of pragya sacrifices for tanu comes to an end as the truth of tanu pregnancy is revealed...
apologies were asked..
abhigya room:
p: *comes inside so happily as she knows he loves her and want to hear that from him*
suniye..
.* she doesn't find him in the room.. checks in the closet and the washroom but he is not there too..* finally sees him in the balcony*
a: *doesn't notice her and keeps looking at the rain lost drinking wine* ( ITS RAINING😆)
p:suniye..*stands next to him with her hand on his shoulder*
a: *smiles at her*
p: *notices he is upset* why are you upset ?
a: it was raining that day !! * lifts his hands and caches some droplets*
p: *stays silent*
a: why did you do this fuggy ?
p: i am sorry..
a: i should be sorry..you have to suffer a lot because of me.. please don't say sorry and make me feel more guilty..
p: i shouldn't have spoken with you harshly..
a: * remembers slapping her and is filled with remorse *
*breaks the bottle*
all of a sudden before she realizes what he is doing he slits his hand
p: abhi !! * appaled* what have you done ? *sees blood flowing* have you lost your senses ?
come inside..*tries to take him in but he doenst move*
pragya swiftly runs inside and abhi stands still looking at his hand and the blood flow..
pragya comes back with first aid box..
p: oh god !! see how much blood ...* eyes are filled with tears**makes him sit on the couch*
*wipes off the blood with the cotton * i think i have to call the doctor..the cut is deep*
she gets up to call the doctor...
a: *holds her hand and stops her* its ok ... i am fine !!
p: no ..
a:* cuts her off* you dressed my bullet wound and this is nothing before that... i don't need a doctor for this..
p: * sits and starts dressing the wound* that was brutal.. why did you do this ?
a: not brutal compared to the slap..
p:* shocked* *understands he did this out of regret for slpaaing her* *gets angry*
you slashed your hand for slapping me ?
a: * silent*
p: this too much.. than what should i do for hurting you..
* walks and is about to take the broken glass peices*
a: fuggy !! no...
p: * leave my hand *
a: drags her inside the room..
a: dont you dare to this ?
p: why did you do it ?
a: * holds her hand and places it on his head* my promise fuggy... you are not doing anything..
i know i cannot make up for the mistake.. but this will lessen my guilt.. *wipes her tears*
p: i hate you ...* starts hitting him on hos chest* i hate you for this..
more than that day you hurt me today..
a:* hugs her * i love you
p: i love you too,..
a: stop crying..
p: *breaks the hug * remember one thing i loved my husband who is arrogant yet adorable and egoistic yet subtle... i hate you if you do such things again..
i am happy and you need not regret at all * sternly *
a: ok meri sherni.. now calm down..*hugs her*
...
(on the bed)
p: * her head on his chest and fingers playing with the hair on his chest*
a: * one hand caressing her hair ( other is wounded😆) *
fuggy !! London, U.S, Switzerland, Australia, Germany ..which country you like the most ?
p: why ? i have never been to any of these places..
a: its OK .. tell me which one you like the most..
p: i like all these places.. each country has its own beauty ..i read about it in my books..
a: okay then... lets go to every country..
p: matlab ?
a: world tour ?
p: world tour ?* gets up with excitement*
a: *pulls her back * ha world tour.. remember we had the worst honeymoon..
p: not we.. you were happy.. i was alone and,..
a: ok ok .. no past discussions.. i want to make up for that.. i want to travel the world with you..
p: wraps her hand around him with a smile
a: kisses her fore head..
( they are not going to ahem hem ... dont forget he is hurt... dirty minds...😆😆😆)
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