His sunshine, His beauty [COMPLETED]

Published on- 13/05/22

AUTHOR'S POV

"I look fat!" 7-months pregnant Taraksha said pouting, standing in front of the mirror.

"No, Tara, you look beautiful" Abhimaan said for the nth time while working on his laptop, sitting on the bed.

Tara moved towards him and sat in front of him. She closed the laptop and removed his glasses.

"Jojo, tell me honestly, do I look fat?" she asked looking at his face like a kid.

"No Tara" he again said the same thing.

"Jojo, please honestly" she again asked making a puppy face.

Abhi thought for some time and replied

"Maybe a little" he said while showing the space between his thumb and index finger.

"What!" she shouted getting up from the bed.

"I am like this only because of you and you are saying I am looking fat? Great! Just great!"

"Now when I am having this football player in my tummy only because of you, you think I am fat?"

"You know what? Just go to that Lizard for all I care! Don't you dare to touch me ever again! I hate you!"

She shouted angrily and stormed towards the door.

Abhi was just staring at her and listening to her like an obedient kid during her outburst.

He came to reality when he saw her going towards the exit of the room.

He ran behind her and held her wrist.

"Leave me! I hate you!" she shouted withdrawing her hand with a jerk.

"Tara, you only asked me to tell you the truth" he said pleadingly.

"So what? You will tell me I am fat?" she asked folding her hand in front of her.

"No...I...was...just..." he stammered

"Shut up!" she shouted

Abhi immediately shut his mouth.

"You don't love me anymore" she said suddenly her voice becoming low and her eyes brimming with tears.

Abhi looked at her shocked and cupped her face. He slammed his lips on her without saying anything.

Tara was still processing what just happened.

The kiss was not usual, it was to prove to her that how much he loves her, how much he cares for her, and how he can never see tears in her eyes.

They parted after some time, still looking at each other.

"Tara, no matter how old you get, what clothes you are wearing, how you look, I will still love you the same as I used to when I first saw you in your father's arms. You are my Tara, my sunshine, my gulab jamun, my rasgulla and I will love you till eternity, no matter what the circumstances are" he said and kissed her forehead.

She smiled shyly lowering her eyes.

"If you want, I can show you how much I love you in many different ways" he said huskily in her ears.

Her cheeks turned redder, if possible.

"So, tell me what do you want" he asked bitting her earlobe as his hands made their way around her waist.

"I..." she started

"Hmm..." he hummed eagerly

"want..."