hai,,this is my small attempt to bring a cute smile on your faces,,,i hope you will have a great joy in reading this
-ulti pant-ya style hai ye-
today she was looking gorgeous in red saree with matching bangles a necklace in neck a small bindi which matches with her saree ,,,busy with her most favorite work ,ya its cooking which her most romantic husband likes ,,its was watching by our sr romantic inspecter abhijeet
he moved towards her silenty and hugged her from backside
she was shocked by this ,,a slight blush type can be seen on her cheeks ,,and could fell that temperature is raising around her
"kya banaya jaa raha hai biwi jee"
'wo aapka favorite bhindi ki sabzi'she said with a little blush
" achaa! jab hamari biwi jee hame khush kar he rahi hai tho mai bhi soch raha hun ki mai bhi unko khush karu "saying this he burrowed his face in her neck
ting tong ( the sound of door bell disturbed them)
"tch ,,kon aaya hoga ab "
'ye jaanne ke liye aapko darwaza kholna padega darling'
" mujhe pata hai "he said with little attitude
'tho phir subh kaam me der kyun'
"oh hello tarika madam mai koi subh nahi karne jaa raha hun "he clarified her
' haan maan gaye mere baap,,I mean pati,,jao na ab kabse ghanti baj rahi ' she said pushing him little
after five minutes he entered once again into the kitchen this time she is smiling to herself
"tum has kyun rahi ho "he enquired
'kuch nai,'she controlled herself,,but its impossible for her
" arey batao na bahar wo newspaper wala bhi has raha tha "
she laughed loudly
'shh nai nai ,,iam sorry keeping finger on her lips ,ab pakka nai hasne wali mai'
"arey tum" his sentence was incomplete due to door bell
"agar is baar news paper wala hoga tho chodunga nai mai usko"
he opened the door its was daya,shreya,purvi,and fredy
"arey aaplog ,,aaiye na ander aaiye"he welcomed them
tarika came outside to look who came
all could a constant smile on her face
Shreya and purvi looked at her and was confused
before they could ask he she di some ishara like something which was noticed by daya and fredddy
suddenly all started laughing except abhijeet
"arey aap sab log has kyun rahe ho" he was confused
but no one stopped
"koi batayega kya "now his tone is serious
all stopped at once
'wo sir wo actually 'purvi initiated the talk Shreya batayegi
'sir wo daya sir batayenge' said Shreya
mai tumhari style bohat achi hai ajj ,,,arey freddy tum batao na
'arey sir aap mujhe kyun bol rahe ho 'arey tarika tum batao na,ye theek rahega'
"arey haan tarika tum batao na ye theek rahega "
'mai mai kaise '
"tarika tum he batao jab se hase jaa rahi ho,,mujhe gussa mat dilao"he said with a little irritation
'wo tumhari pant '
"meri pant bohat achi hai ,,isme hasne ki kya baat ha,, ab batao bhi ,,kabse has rahi ho jaise ki tumne koi N2O gas sungli
'tumne ulti pant pehni'she spelt out atlast
he looked at his pant and felt embaressed while others were laughing
he looked seriously at every one and all stopped but to their surprise he laughed
'arey yaar ,,dhyaan sirf tarika pe he nai kabhi kabhi kapdo pe bhi rakha karo na'said daya
abhijeet felt shy whereas our curly beauty blushed
daya got a call from acp sir
'arey yaaar ek laash mili hame jaana hoga'said daya
"haan chalo mai bus abhi aaya " said abhijeet
tum kahi nahi jaa rahe ho ,,kal he mission se aaye ho,thodi der aaram karlo na,,do din tak bureau ke paas mat dikhna,,tumhari arm jo goli lagi wo abhi poori tarah se theek nahi hua
saying this daya left with others
abhijeet went inside the room with tarika behind
"tumhe pehle he bata dena chahiye na,,pata hai mujhe kitna embaressment hua ,waha sabke saamne"he said with a little pout
she smiled widely by seeing his cute pout
'agar pehle he bata deti tumhare chehre par ye cute sa pout kaise dekhti mai' saying this she kissed his cheek and left the room
this time he blushed by keeping his hand at the place where she kissed a few moments ago
'' agar ulti pant pehenne se kiss milega tho mai roz pehnunga "he smiled to him self