"Safi newspaper pass karna....." Ibrahim took a sip of his coffee and asked Safiya for the newspaper which was lying next to her plate.

"Mujhse baat karein...mere paas newspaper se zyada khabrein hotin hain" Safiya who was munching on her paratha leisurely threw a disapproving look at the folded printed sheets.

"Acha......." Ibrahim smiled "Meri chhoti si biwi ka dimaag shayad utna chhota nahi hai"

"Kya matlab hai aapka....mai ahmak hun..." Safiya picked up a fork and thrusted it into a chicken pie fiercely making Ibrahim raise his brows "Mujhe maarne ka iraada hai"

"Mujhe kiss karna nahi aata tha iska matlab ye nahin" Safiya threw her arms in the air and before she could vent out more, Ibrahim covered her mouth with his palm "Safiya...mahaul ka hosh hai ya nahi"

His strict voice made her quiet and mumble "Khud ne shuru kiya aur mujhe daant diya"

Ibrahim saw her face fell and moved his chair a little close to hers "Sorry......mujhe laga koi aa jayega"

Before he could get out some rare sweet words of his system, Sartaaj along with Nausheen and Azhar came in the dining hall. It took less than ten minutes for all the family members to
turn up at the table and now all were having a wholesome meal.

"Aur Arhaan.....kuch din office aane ki zarurat nahin hai samjhe" Sartaj ordered to which Arhaan smiled "Ji Chachu"

"Lo...isme inkaar karne waali baat kahaan thi.......ye toh lag raha hai jaise Arhaan bhai khud bulwa rahe hain Abbu se"
Hearing Ayaan's whispers, Arhaan kicked him under the table

"Aah..." Ayaan hissed looking at Arhaan "Mujhe kyun dekh rahe ho"

"Bhaijaan ek raat me aisa kya hua ki jo aapke pairon me itni jaan aa gayi" Ayaan was groaning in pain but still couln't stop himself from teasing

"Bahar chalo..haathon ki jaan bhi dikhata hun" Arhaan patted Ayaan's shoulder with a tight smile

Ayaan looked at Arhaan and then at Ibrahim who was looking all the more serious to him today "Ye Ibrahim bhai ki shaadi hui thi na kal ." he whispered in Azhar's ears making him giggle "matlab banda muskura hi deta hai zara........lekin inhe toh koi phark hi nahi padta".

Little did Ayaan know the expression could be just a facade ... sometimes!!

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"Safi....I am sorry" Ibrahim hugged Safiya from behind and dropped a kiss on her nape making her wiggle in shyness "Hmm...it's ok .... ab chhodein"

"Kyun shohar k baahon me hone se kuch takleef hai......" Ibrahim put his chin on her shoulder and whispered huskily

"Nahi aisa nahi ....aah" Safiya hissed feeling a bite on her earlobe....she closed her eyes tight feeling his tongue soothing her skin...."chh chhodein"

"Tumhe khaa jaun main?" Ibrahim ignored his wife's plead and chewed her earlobe making her breaths rise but next second she frowned at his words and forcibly came out of his arms "Aap mujhe khayenge?"

"Hmmm...lekin aapki marzi se" Ibrahim said slowly caressing her soft skin

"Aap aadamkhor kab se ho gaye"

"Jab se tumse shaadi hui...." Ibrahim removed the strand of hair from her face not at all minding her words

"Mai koi khane ki cheez nahin hun" She whined and looked at the other side.

"That is for me to decide.........and you taste extremely delicious.." Ibrahim pointed at her earlobe which had become red with his ministrations.

Safiya was about to run away but Ibrahim caught her in time and pulled her close "Your innocence is making me all the more crazy for you...."

"Mai innocent nahin hun...mujhe sab pata hai" Safiya defended herself like a child

"Acha.......do you have any idea about love making?"

"Chhii..........how can you talk so openly about this....I don't like it"

"What chiiii....and I am your husband so I can talk about it..........and what about not liking it.....do you plan to kill me or what" Ibrahim was shocked out of wits "Mai koi zabardasti nahi kar raha..iska yeh matlab nahi ki tum mere sath na insafi karo"

Safiya started squirming in her place.....her cheeks were getting red by every passing minute....
"Safi...ye koi galat cheez nahin hai" Ibrahim cupped her face "But it is beautiful and pure only when it is with in marriage .... "

Safiya nodded to which Ibrahim touched her forehead with his "Tumhara bachpana mujhe maar na de"

Safiya stopped him from uttering more by keeping a finger on his lips "Marne ki baatein na karein"

Ibrahim smiled and kissed her finger "Aur aap dil dahlane waali baatein na kiya karein"

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"Bhaijaan mujhe remote de dein..." Safiya yelled trying to snatch the tv remote from Azhar who was hell bent on keeping it to himself..."Apne room me ja kar dekho na"

"Nahin mujhe yahin dekhna hai" Safiya was adamant "Aur waise bhi wo news dekh rahe hain wahaan"

"Wo kaun" Azhar teased

"Bhaijaan .. nai tang karein" Safiya whined pushing him to the other side

"Waise Safi ek baat bata...bhai zara .. zara se bhi romantic hain?" Azhar asked moving an arm around her shoulders.

"Ah...mm" Seeing Safiya short of words, he patted her back "Tch....galat question nai?"

"Bhai aur romance are not alike but still repel each other." Azhar muttered "Well exceptions are always there"

While Azhar was consoling Safiya, Gulaab who was eaves dropping on them saw all her dreams of a grand child getting shattered ..."Allah...kya karun mai....."

She was walking in the corridor when her legs took her to Ibrahim's room where Ibrahim was watching news wearing a very serious expression.."Batao...nayi nayi shaadi hui hai....lekin in miyaan ko is budhe aadmi me zyada dilchaspi hai" Gulaab cursed the news anchor and entered the room, next she switched off the TV without saying anything and proceeded to leave..

"Ammi...kya hai ye" Ibrahim's voice just flared Gulaab more

"Wahi mai puch rahi hun.....kya hai ye ?"

"Kya ho gaya....aap itni naraaz kyun lag rahin hain?"

"Mai ubal rahin hun aur abhi tum agar Safi ke sath ghar se bahar nahi nikle...toh jala bhi dungi" Gulaab was on fire

"Ammi....

"Ammi...baad me .....pehle taiyyar ho.....taiyyar ho khair tum ho hi...chalk niklo room se" Gulaab dragged Ibrahim with her to the hall
"Azhar...ek achi si movie ke do tickets kara...."

"Aap aur Abbu jayenge?" Azhar wiggled his eyebrows

"Nahi...aapke bhai aur bhabhi jayenge" Gulaab controlled her anger

"Oho....Arhaan bhai ke liye" Azhar took out his phone

Gulaab hit Azhar's head lightly "Ibrahim aur Safiya"

Next second, Azhar's phone fell on his lap due to shock and his head snapped at Ibrahim like an Ekta Kapoor heroine "Bhai.......aap film dekhenge..wo bhi theatre me"

Safiya was showing all her teeth at the idea and immediately scooted off to her room to bring her stole.

"Usse se kya pooch raha hai..mai bol rahi hun na...." Gulaab showed eyes to Azhar who nodded and started booking the tickets "Corner seat?" He asked with a playful smile but only earned a glare from Ibrahim.

"Ab...ho sake toh pura din ghar mat aana" Gulaab said looking at Ibrahim who frowned "Ammi aap sure hain aap hume ghar se bahar nahin nikaal rahin"

"Abhi sure hun..aage ka nahin keh sakti...." Gulaab twitched her lips and smacked Azhar who  fell down on the floor laughing.

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"Aaaaaaa......"Safiya shouted with others in the theatre at the hero's entry making Ibrahim pull her down on her seat "Kya kar rahi ho...paagal ho gayi ho kya"

"Arre....aapne dekha nahi kya zabardast entry thi" she whistled making Ibrahim glare at her

"Bullshit....helicopter se kood kar kaun dance karta hai" Ibrahim was not at all liking his wife's drooling on that good for nothing hero ... "Who in their right mind will jump out of a helicopter...........and start dancing next second......as if he would be left with any breath to live let alone dance."

"Aap apni Physics Chemistry yahaan na lagayein" Safiya finished her popcorn bucket and now invaded Ibrahim's which was anyway untouched.

Soon the interval came and Ibrahim sighed in relief "This was torture Safi...I cannot handle this"

He got up and pulled Safiya "Hum kahin aur chalte hain"

"Lekin movie toh baaki hai abhi"

"Mai paagal ho jaunga .... taras khao apne shauhar par"

It looked like Ibrahim would start crying next second if he was not allowed to leave...Safiya's heart melted and she stood up taking the popcorn bucket "Chalein"

"Shukriya" Ibrahim smiled and both of them got out of the theatre.

"Beach par chalte hain......." Safiya jumped with the idea "Hum aaj sare street food bhi try karenge"

"Hmm....good idea" Ibrahim agreed without any fuss but then came closer and wiped her mouth with his napkin.."Bas khane ka hosh rehta hai"

Safiya pouted in embarrassment making him chuckle "Waise pichli baar aap haari ga gayin thin...paani puri competition me"

"Kab....."

"Acha...ab yaad hi nahi aa raha" Ibrahim rose her brows "Koi nahi..aaj phir yaad dila denge "

Ibrahim and Safiya were walking barefoot along the shore when
all of a sudden Safiya pulled Ibrahim towards the waves "Safi nahi"

"Wohooo" Safiya sauealed like a child getting drenched and splashed some water on Ibrahim who ran after her "Tum ruko zara....dikhata hun mai tumhe..."

Safiya was running while looking behind laughing at her drenched husband who was smiling but also giving threats at the same time.

Not too many people were at the beach owing to a working day and this gave a little freedom to the couple.

Safiya was finally caught by Ibrahim who twirled her in the air making her giggle..."Ibrahim...basss"

"Phir se bolo......" Ibrahim stopped pulling her a little close

"Kya"

"Pehli baar..tumne mera naam liya "

"Wo......" Safiya fidgeted her fingers and bent down only to splash water in air "Peeche hun mai" Ibrahim stroked her head with his forefinger..

"Sorry..........Ibrahiim" Safiya played with his name making him chuckle "You will be saying that a lot now"

"Matlab"

"Kuch nahi......street food nahin enjoy karna?"

"Haan...haan chalein jaldi"

They again had a gol gappa competition but this time we had a different winner

"Achanak se puri puri itni teekhi kyun ho gayi...." Ibrahim emptied the whole bottle of water to soothe his burning tongue

"Kahaan bikul theek to thi......." Safiya shrugged

"Tumne mirchi milayi thi na...mere wale me?" Ibrahim accused Safiya in a tone as if she had committed some crime

"Toh....everything is fair in love and war" Safiya held her head high and walked away to the next stall

"Daant andar karo" Ibrahim grimaced at the vendor who was giggling at the couple.

Next they were seen enjoying ice cream from the same cone as Ibrahim only wanted a few bites. Safiya readily played the devoted wife by compromising on her share of ice cream....for which she made Ibrahim deliver his gratitude speech too !!!!!

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