Laal Rang..[Red Color] By ArshiHamesha/ Mysticaldivine
A color of passion, Passion, either hate or love, either way, speaks a different language.In hate, she doesn't matter, oh yes, she doesn't and that is why his steps were having its own mind to reach to apply the color, the gulal , the red on Khushi, as this is his right, after all he is the husband, Pati jo hoon...He did it all in anger, in his rage, but the moment he touched her cheek, that passion changed the meaning. How gently he glides his fingers and casts his right. Oh she felt that too...She hates him, because he didn't give him any reason to love yet her heart and its longing while applying the same color of his cheek was felt by him, his eyes divert towards her instantly when her eyes are focused at his cheek. Her fragile fingers had a mind of its own, how lovingly she spreads the color yet seeing her vulnerability in his eyes, getting caught in that fragile moment, her heartbeat gets faster, no she doesn't love him, she doesn't want to accept.
But both turn around, feeling the burn over their cheeks; Love was churning like fire within.She asks and he delivers, carrying her with him to their place where they had shared many moments like this...A passionate journey of love and hate...
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