Chapter Eight!

At night!

Bela is getting ready she wore a red top with black skirt. She wears some jewellery and little make up. While vyom came to her home to pick her.

Aditi: bela vyom aaya hai jaldi kr!

Bela: aayi mama!

Bela came downstairs and hugs vyom while vyom says "you are looking so sexy bela!"

Bela:  thanks! Mom me aajaongi don't worry vyom chor dega or anu bhi hogi mahir bhi hoga aap tension mat lena.

Aditi: ok but dhiyaan se jana!

Bela: ji mama love you bye.

In pub

Manu (Mahir + anu) is waiting for byom. Byom enters in pub hand in hand. Mahir feels weird but ignore that feeling and go to byom and hug them while rolled her eyes in irritation. Mahir saw her and says "drink nahi karogi!"

Bela: Thanks but yeh aapki galat fehmi hai me apni life nh badalti me drink karongi. Or is baar tumhe sambhalne ki zaroorat nahi hai vyom hai mujhe sambhalne k liye!

After an hour vyom is trying to stop bela but she is drinking continuously while seeing them Mahir got jealous and for the first time he drank alcohol and that too whole bottle. Here vyom is trying to stop bela while Mahir came and says" meri baby sirf meri bat manegi baby don't drink more!"

Bela stops and smiles then she says " as you wish pearly"

Mahir pulls her towards him and took her to dance floor both are dancing so cozily that there hands are roaming in each other private parts also. Mahir start nuzzeling in her neck while bela smiles and says "mujhe dance nahi krna!"

Mahir: Q?

Bela: tum gande ho tumne anu k sath dance kia yeh galat hai.

Mahir: arre bacha sorry chalo na chalte hai yahan se.

Bela: kaha?

Mahir: room mein!

Bela:room mein Q?

Mahir: bcoz ....bcoz aaj humari suhaagraat hai.

Bela kept her hand on her mouth and says "hoooo gandi baat humari shaadi nahi hoi!" Mahir smirks and says "wait! Hum abhi shaadi karenge!"

Bela: sachi!

Mahir: haan.... or phir suhaagraat!

Bela: to chalo shaadi krte hai.

Mahir chants some priest line which is totally wrong. But still he took out his chain and make bela wear it and then he cuts his thumb and fills bela's hair partition with his blood and says "ho gy shaadi wait ek minute"

Mahir removes bela's one ring and asks " do you accept Mr Mahir sehgal as your husband"

Bela: yes i do

Bela removes his ring and says " do you accept Bela sharma as your wife"

Mahir: i do

Then they both slides ring in each  other's hand. Mahir then think something and says " ek or baar kia tumhe mahir srhgal se nikah qubool hai"

Bela: Qubool hai! Kya tumko bela sharma se nikah qubool hai!

Mahir: Qubool hai!

Bela hugs mahir in excitement and says " humne shaadi kr li yayyy!" Mahir smirks and says "ab chale room mein...."

Bela: Q?

Mahir: chalo na! I want to kiss you .

Bela: sachi!

Mahir: muchi!

They got married while dancing with each other. While vyom and anu are searching them.

Bela: mahir itching ho rahi hai.

Mahir: kahan?

Bela: yaha!

Mahir: kahan?

Bela: arre yaha shoulders pr ye top achi nahi hai. Mujhe tumhari shirt chahiye.

Mahir: meri shirt pr me kia pehnonga.

Bela: tum ye top pehen lena!

Mahir: nahi yeh achi nahi hai.

Bela: tumko pasand nh aayi.

Mahir: nahi! Achi nahi hai tum bhi kuch or pehen lena isko phek dena.

Bela: abhi to pehen li chalo next time nh pehnongi pakka.

Mahir: thank you.

Bela: but abhi itching ho rahi hai.

Mahir: wait me air blow krta hoon.

Mahir blow air on her shoulder and kiss her shoulder. Bela smiles and says or foo karo! Mahir blowed more air on her shoulder.

Bela: or foo karo!

Mahir: kitna foo karoon agr foo khatam ho gy to.

Bela: acha ok fine ab chalein.

Mahir: kaha pr?

Bela: ummmmm bhaag chalte hain.

Mahir: Q?

Bela: bcoz mujhe koi acha nh lagta sab bhot bure hain sirf tum ache ho. Sirf tum!

Bela drags him to a room of pub as its a hotel also. Bela comes to him and says "ab to humari shaadi ho gy 1 2 3 baar hoo humne 3 baar shaadi krli. Ab mujhe 3 wedding gift chahiye.

Mahir: gift? Gift to nh hai.

Bela start crying like a kid and sats "kesa pati hai mera meri baat nh maanta bhot bure ho tum you are such a fool. I hate you! Mujhe gift la kr do."

Mahir: baad me de donga pr tum ro nahi please!

Bela: no!

Mahir: please!

Bela: ok fine!

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