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Haris fell sick, thanks to the twenty Gol Gappey he ate the previous night. Hana could eat fifty Gol Gappey without getting sick, and his stomach gave up after eating just twenty of them. How pathetic.

“You shouldn't have eaten twenty Gol Gappey,” said Hana.

They were sitting alone in his bedroom. Haris was resting on the bed and Hana was sitting on the couch.

Haris smiled, “Salaar told me that you were jumping around the house when you were informed about the marriage proposal. But you don't look that excited.”

Hana's eyes widened in surprise as he complained about her not being that excited. Her mind went blank as he stared at her, waiting for her to defend herself. Her eyes blinked, breaking the intense eye contact and she didn't look back into his eyes again. She stared at the peacock printed on her Kurta.

“Hana, I'm waiting for your reply,” Haris spoke as he watched her awkward movements.

Hana looked at him shyly, “I feel shy around you.”

Haris smirked, “I can see that. But I enjoy your funny side.”

Hana couldn't help but smile, “I should- I should leave.” And she ran out of the room.

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Hana was adorned in an ivory lehenga on their wedding. Her long braid was decorated with Jada. It took Haris fifteen long minutes to remove the Jada from Hana's braid.

“Hana, your braid was already covered with the veil. Why did you have to wear this troublesome jewelry?” Haris complained while unbraiding her hair.

“I wore it for the photoshoot. It's so beautiful,” She put the Jada on the nightstand and began removing her anklets.

“Your hair feel like plastic,” He frowned as he touched her head.

“Oh, that's because of the blower. I'll have to wash my hair.”

Once the jewelry was removed, Hana went to the closet to remove the lehenga and then entered the bathroom. After fifteen minutes or so, she came out wearing a cream-colored night shirt and pajama. Her fingers brushed through her wet hair as she laid down on the bed.

Haris also showered and changed into his sky blue night suit before joining Hana in the bed. Hana had a shy smile plastered on her face as Haris rested his palm against her belly.

He dimmed the light before pulling her closer and captured her soft lips. Hana was in a trance as he kissed her. Her fingers tugged on to his hair while his hands slid into her shirt. His hands felt cold against the warm skin of her waist. The kiss ended after long moments. Hana rested her head against his chest. Haris caressed her back and lulled her to sleep with his sweet nothings.

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“How can you eat twenty chocolate candies all at once?” Haris asked Hana, who passed him a silly smile while hiding the candy wrappers under her dupatta.

“Well, you unwrap the candy, put it in your mouth and chew it,” Hana replied confidently.

“Is this your stomach or a black hole?” Haris was amazed at Hana's ability to eat more than average person without getting sick. He wondered how she was so petite with apetite of a demon.

“I couldn't control myself,” Hana pouted.

“Don't eat anything sweet for this entire month,” Haris instructed her.

“But I love chocolates,” Hana protested with a baby face.

“Hana, what's more precious to you? Me or chocolates?” Haris asked dramatically.

“Haris, of course, it's CHOCOLATES!” Hana grinned.

Haris narrowed his eyes, “Okay, have your chocolates. I won't be sleeping with you ever again.” He began walking away but Hana held his wrist and began pestering him.

“Haris! I was joking! Of course, it's you!” And she wrapped her arms around him.

“Then no chocolates for the entire month,” Haris declared as he reciprocated her hug. Hana cried internally as Haris caressed her head.

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Haris was about fall asleep when Hana nudged him.

“Haris, can I have one chocolate?” Hana asked in a baby voice.

Haris mumbled a lazy No and closed his eyes again.

Hana shook him again, “Haris, please!”

A very annoyed Haris glared at her murderously. “Do whatever you want!” He yelled at her and turned away from her.

Hana's eyes teared up immediately. It was the first time Haris yelled at her. She remained quiet after that, accepting that she shouldn't have disturbed his sleep again and again. Few minutes later, Haris heard her sniffing and pulled her closer.

“Sorry, my baby,” He kissed her forehead.

Hana wiped her tears. “Can I have a chocolate now?” She asked expectantly.

Haris looked at her in disbelief, “No, you can't.”

Hana again made a crying face, but Haris didn't pay any heed to her this time.

“Hana, you aren't a baby. Have some self control, ” He scolded her before falling asleep.

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“Haris, I think I'm pregnant,” Hana announced as she rested her head on his chest.

“But we didn't consummate yet,” Haris argued.

“Then why I'm having mood swings?”

“What mood swings?”

“I wanna slap you and kiss you, both at once.”

Haris rolled his eyes after hearing her reason, “Oh, I feel the same.”

“Means you are also pregnant!?” Hana looked up at him in widened eyes.

Haris couldn't help but laugh at Hana's silly question. He pushed her down on the mattress and hovered over her.

“Should I make you pregnant for real?” He whispered into her ear seductively and bit the earlobe. Hana shivered at the sensation.

Haris first undid his night shirt and then began unbuttoning Hana's shirt. Hana moved her hands up and down his toned chest as Haris threw away their pajamas as well.

She clutched onto the pillow as he peppered kisses all over her chest. His fingers dipped below and did their magic between her legs. Hana watched him as he pulled out a packet of condom from the drawer of nightstand and opened it using his teeth. She felt shy when he put it on his length and hid her face with her palms when he eyed her aroused private parts. He gently made love to her while mumbling sweet words to her. When their love making ended, they slept in each other's arms.

The next morning, Haris kept a chocolate next to Hana's pillow before leaving for work. He was already excited to see her delightful smile in the evening.

Hana was both, cute and annoying. And she could still eat fifty Gol Gappey without getting sick.

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And the story ends here!!!

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I hope you enjoyed this cute little story.

I'll try to start writing the next short story soon. If you remember, in Entwined, there was this character called Veer Bhonsle, who was the society's secretary. Next story will about him. A spin off to Entwined.

Good night 🥱

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