Mohini OS(COMPLETE) - Page 3

Originally posted by: mmroyalkaterick

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"What was that?" Mohit asked Mouni guarding her way.

"What? I was giving thanks to everyone." Mouni tried to find her way out form Mohit's blockade. But he had already pushed her against the wall and placed his hands on the wall of her both side. She got little scared as she couldn't find any room to move out from there.

"Answer me, what was there? I never saw you so open up in front of everyone..." he expressed his surprise. He looked at her eyes. There he found nothing but unbound and unconditional love with sort of embarrassment. It told him whatever she had done was accidentally happened by her.

"Really?" Mohit asked again, "Was that really accident?"

"Umm...yes kind of...actually I did it intentionally. Remember you have challenged me just before then, that whatever you can do I can't. So doing this I prove myself to you that I can do everything what you can do." She proudly said.

"Okay...I am impressed. But I need to see your more ability and courage on this regard." Saying this he grinningly moved towards her. But she moved her head down at the moment he was about to kiss her. So his head slammed on the wall. In reflex he released his grip over Mouni and touched his forehead. Finding finally a way out Mouni ran away from there showing him a thumbs down with a teasing smile.

"You..." Mohit shouted but the next moment burst into laughter.

"You..." Mohit gets up in flush and doesn't find Mouni beside him. He searches for her turning around his head every corner of their room.

"Oh You get up!" Mouni smilingly says from the balcony. He looks at her smilingly and jumps out form his bed.

"It's only 7. Would you like to go to bathroom first or..." She doesn't complete her sentence.

"I would like to have a walk as last day you have spoilt that." He says that shaking her chin lovingly.

After sometime, Mohit comes to a crossing of the street. There is a wrestling ground. And few people are doing their exercise with the "Malkhambs" over there. Seeing him jogging an old man comes to him and enquires about him and his purpose of visit as he seems new to them. He answers them that he has come with his wife Mouni to attend her friend Pritika's wedding. Satisfied by his answer they invite him to join them.

"No Uncle...don't ask him. He is not that strong to handle your Malkhambs'. He is alright with his jogging." Mouni answers from Mohit's behalf to them sarcastically.

Listening Mouni's mocking he just glares at her for a moment. Then he takes off his upper of his track suite. His bare body is shown to everyone. He silently picks two Malkhambs' in his hands and starts practiced with them. Soon his whole body wets with his sweat. His strong bisceps and trisceps are shown. His chest muscles and abs becomes alive during his exercise. After finishing his 100^th round he comes to Mouni and hands over those Malkhambs' to her. She put down them readily as those are too heavy to lift for her. He grins at her and leaves the place taking his upper from her. Mouni is still in trance to witness his strong and masculine body.

"Are you alright?" Mohit asks her after entering their room. Mouni doesn't answer him as she couldn't get over from her trance.

"I hope you have no issue if I go for my shower?" Mohit asks her again. This time Mouni answers but...

"You are very masculine and strong. Your body..." Mouni can't complete her sentence and blushes.

"Hmm...what is new in it? Don't you see it previously?" Mohit disgustingly says.

"I never saw you exercising. You have very desirable body just like Salman Khan." She blushes while she is saying these words.

"Salman Khan ki Deewani..."Mohit teases, "Come to reality. I am going to washroom. I hope you are done with your morning ..." he doesn't complete his sentence as she nods in agree.

"What is this? Mouni...what you have done again?" Mohit shouts from the washroom. Mouni runs to him.

"What happens Pati Parameshwarji" She asks.

"Don't tease Mouni. And not now please. Why the hell this water stops flowing??" He asks angrily, "Are you behind of this?"

"No Mohit...I swear on Devi Maa. I have done nothing this time." She giggles, "This time municipality has done this. They give notice that today the water supply will be stopped for half day." She explains him the reason behind the water shortage. So everyone of here today finishes their all works early, except you."

"Why don't you tell me this earlier?" He complains.

"I told. But you chose to go for your jogging." She replies innocently.

"Now what would I do?" He asks.

"First open the door, Mohit. Then I can do something." She says smilingly.

"Okay. I am unlocking the door. But you come in after I say." He answers.

"Where are you taking me? Why I am hearing so much people's voice?" Mohit asks Mouni irritatingly.

"Nowhere..."She giggles but doesn't answer him. She is taking Mohit to the public tap where the water supply is regular. But Mohit feels irritated as it is outer side from Pritika's house and he is in towel right now. And his whole body is covered in foam of shower gel so that he couldn't able to see anything. Finally they reach at the tap. She makes him sit on the cemented ground of the tap area and pours water on him from a bucket. Soon all his foams are washed off and he opens his eyes. Seeing so many quizzical eyes around him he gets shocked. And then he looks at himself and feels embarrassed for it. Then he gravely looks at Mouni. She giggles in response. He silently gets up from there walks towards Pritika's house.

"I am sorry Mohit...please don't be angry." Mouni pleads in heavy voice to him. "I know I again screw you. But please punish me for that but not like this. If you stop talking with me..." She can't complete because Mohit leave the room. She sadly sits on the bed and starts thinking how to cajole her Pati Parameshwarji.

"Hey wifey dear, how am I looking in this off white churidaar and kurta?" Mohit asks her while he is entering in their room again. She gets up from the bed, runs towards him and hugs him tightly.

"What?" He asks rubbing her back.

"Nothing..and I am sorry for everything." She says.

"It's okay..I don't mind at anything rather I have enjoyed." He replies, "But how am I looking?" He asks again.

"Handsome as usual." Saying this she buries her face in his chest.

"Get Ready fast...the engagement will start soon." Mohit reminds her again. She unwillingly separates herself from him and goes for dress up.