Adultery sexy mummy ka doodh / dudh naye pati ne piya

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Part 7

Subah ka ek aur sundar din tha, lekin aaj mummy aur Mukesh uncle der tak so rahe the kyunki uncle apni nayi 'wife' se raat bhar nahi thake tha—woh poori raat bhar mummy ko chum rahe the. Subah bhi uncle mummy ko apne mazboot baahon mein jakde hue pakde hue the, jaise koi chhoti ladki apne teddy bear ko neend mein dabaye hue hoti hai. Mummy ki neend khuli, woh abhi bhi bilkul thaki hui mehsoos kar rahi thi, pichali raat ke saere smooches aur chumma-chati se unka jism 2-3 baje tak use hota raha tha uncle ki saari urges aur needs ko shaant karne ke liye. ab uncle 'daddy' ban gaye the mere liye. Mummy sochne lagi, unki memory thodi blurry thi, raat ki bohot si baatein yaad nahi aa rahi thi—kuch zyada nahi hua tha actually, bas kisses, tight hugs aur wild smooches hi toh the. Mummy ne dheere se uncle ki dono baahon se khud ko alag karne ki koshish ki, uthna mushkil tha lekin woh bed pe baith gayi, uski spine mein halka sa dard ho raha tha jaise Mukesh uncle ne zor se dabaya ho.

Mummy ne nange Mukesh uncle ko dekha, woh zyada muscular lag rahe the, unke chehre pe poori satisfaction nazar aa rahi thi jaise saari raat ka maza mil gaya ho. Mummy ne unke haathon ko dekha—unke hath rough aur mazboot the, bilkul tight grip wale. Uncle ki body se mummy ki khushboo aa rahi thi aur mummy ki body se unki—jaise dono ek dusre mein ghul gaye hon. Phir mummy ne khud ko dekha mirror mein, unka blouse kandhon se neeche sarak gaya tha, mummy ko yaad aaya ki uncle ne raat mein unka blouse kiss aur bite karne ke liye neeche kiya tha.


Mummy ke deep cleavage pe laal laal lovebites saaf dikh rahe the, tight blouse ka top button loose ho gaya tha pressure se. Mummy ne notice kiya, aur dono taraf blouse pe doodh ke bohot saare sukhe dag the—woh uncle ki nangi chhati aur mazboot baahon ke muscles se tight squeeze hone ki wajah se bane the. Mummy ne jaldi se blouse kandhon pe upar kheencha, apne adhe expose hue milky chuchiyo ko chhupaya, phir ek towel uthaya aur bathroom ki taraf chali gayi. Kuch der baad uncle jaag gaye aur nange chest hi balcony ki taraf chale gaye.

Mummy ne nahane ke baad bathroom ka darwaza thoda sa khola, dekha uncle kahan hai—jab dikha ki woh nahi hai, tab poora darwaza khol kar bahar aayi, abhi bhi wahi blouse aur petticoat mein. Darwaza band kiya aur naya blouse pehane lagi, laal saree pahen li—nahane ke baad woh chamak rahi thi poori tarah, baal ponchhne ke baad mummy kitchen ki taraf badhi. Uncle balcony mein khade the. Mummy ne hum charon ke liye nashta banaya—parathe, garam doodh aur anda. Uncle bedroom mein wapas aa gaye aur mummy ke aane ka intezaar karne lage. 30 minute baad mummy bedroom ki taraf aayi humein jagane, lekin uncle wait karte karte bore ho gaye toh woh kitchen ki taraf dekhne chala gaye.

Jaise hi Mukesh uncle ne mummy ko aate dekha, unhone raaste mein hi mummy ko pakad liya aur diwar se sata diya.


Uncle ne mummy ke sujh gaye kissable honthon ko apne honthon mein poora ghusa liya, jaise koi bhookhe sher ho. Mummy ka reaction—usne jaldi se haath uncle ki chhati pe rakh diya is sudden attack se, lekin kuch hi palo mein woh uncle ka saath dene lagi. Mummy kiss se moan kar rahi thi, "Umm... aah," uske honthon pe lipstick lagi thi aur uncle use chus chus kar nikal rahe the. Kuch minute baad mummy ne alag kiya, saans lete hue boli, "Kya kar rahe ho Mukesh? Itni subah subah..." Uncle ne mummy ki kamar ko mazboot pakda aur mummy ko kareeb kheencha aur gale pe kiss karne lage, mummy ne aur zor se moan kiya, "Aahh... Mukesh ji, dhire..." mummy ki peeth pe ek arch ban gaya, boobs uncle ki chhati se poore dab gaye. Kuch minute baad mummy ne fir alag kiya, sharma kar boli, "Kitna karoge Mukesh, abhi subah ho gayi hai, raat ko toh kitna pareshan kiya tha mujhe—thoda rest toh do na." Uncle muskuraye aur bole, "Tumse toh man hi nahi bharta Ananya, bilkul jaise nasha ho gaya ho jaya ho tumhara. Theek hai jaan, abhi jao bacchon ke paas." Mummy humare bedroom ki taraf badhi, uncle ne peeche se mummy ki ass pe halka sa thappad maara aur naughty smile diya. Mummy peeche mud kar unki aankhon mein dekhi, sharm se muskurayi aur darwaze ke andar gayab ho gayi.

Mummy ne humein jagaya, "Sonu, Adi beta, utho na... fresh ho jao aur nashte ke liye aa jao." Hum bathroom gaye ek ek karke, mummy Ishaan ko sambhal rahi thi. Adi aur main dining table pe baith gaye. Uncle newspaper padh rahe the. Humne bola, "Good morning uncle/papa!" Uncle ne muskurate hue reply diya, "Good morning mere baccho, kaisi neend aayi?" Mummy Ishaan ko lekar aayi aur uncle ko de di, god mein rakhne ko, boli, "Lo Mukesh, thoda sambhalo ise... main nashta lekar laati hoon." Mummy kitchen gayi aur garam parathe, anda aur doodh le aayi sabke liye.

Nashta karte hue maine mummy se poocha, "Mummy, yeh tumhare pet pe aur dudh ke upar wala laal nishan kya hai?" Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, woh bhi mummy ko hi deke rahe the. Mummy sharma ke boli, "beta, yeh kisi keede ne kaat liya tha... fikar mat karo Sonu, theek ho jayega." Uncle ka chehra thoda kharab ho gaya 'keeda' sun kar, jaise irritate hue hon. Mummy ne unki taraf dekha aur halki si muskurahat di. Nashta khatam hone ke baad mummy humein bedroom le gayi college ke liye ready karne. Bedroom mein Adi aur main pants mein the, mummy jhuk kar humare college shirts ke buttons band kar rahi thi—uski saree thodi neeche sarak gayi, gori kamar aur navel expose ho gaya tension build karte hue. Mujhe aur adi ko mummy ke dono dudu dikh rahe the. Adi mummy ka ek chucha chune laga ek hath se. mummy unko smile karte hue dekh rahi thi. Tabhi uncle peeche se aaye, mummy ko dekhte hue unke mann mein naughty khayal aaya. Unhone dono haathon se mummy ki kamar mazboot pakdi, mummy peeche mud kar dekhi—uncle the. Uncle ne apne crotch se mummy ki wide ass pe ek bada sa jhatka diya. Mummy bed pe gir padi, zor se moan kiya, "Aaaahhhh... Mukesh!"

Ready hone ke baad uncle bhi office ke liye tayyar hue. Uncle ne mummy se bola, "Aaj shaam ko tailor launga, tumhare saare blouses stitch karwa dunga—tight fitting wale." Mummy ne sharma kar ke boli, "Theek hai husband... jaise tum chaho." Adi aur main uncle ki car mein wait kar rahe the. Aur ander uncle mummy ko diwar se sata kar honth chus rahe the. Uncle ne ek hath mummy ke dudh pe Rakha lekin mummy ne hath hata diya. Phir main gate pe mummy ne ghunghat kiya, jhuk kar uncle ke paaon chhuye aur boli, "Goodbye Mukesh ji... office mein khayal rakhna, safe drive karna." Uncle ne muskurate hue uske gaal pe halka sa touch kiya, "Haan jaan, tum bhi ghar sambhalo... shaam ko milte hain."

Uncle ne humein college drop kiya aur office chale gaye. Mummy ne ghar saaf kiya, phir uncle ke ghar bhi gayi wahan saaf-safai karne—saree ki kamar thodi khuli hui thi jhukte-jhukte, gori pet aur navel chamak raha tha. Dopahar mein thak kar rest karne aa gai bedroom mein, soch rahi thi subah uncle ne bed pe kaise dhakka diya tha—dil dhadak gaya tha. 2:30 baje scooty pe mummy college gayi aur 3:10 baje humein le aayi. Scooty pe maine mummy ka pet ko jor se pakda hua tha. Saree navel ke neeche bandhi hui thi, exposing kamar. Ghar me hame mummy ne snacks diya, hum bedroom gaye kapde badalne. Woh bhi aayi, mummy aaj darwaza lock karna bhool gayi. Humne bola, "Mummy, blouse utaaro... dudu dikho." Mummy ne ek ek karke blouse utaari aur table pe rakha—dudu bounce karte hue bahar aaye, heavy aur full. Woh bed pe let gayi, "Chalo beta, aa jao mere paas... pehle glass mein doodh pilati hoon." Mummy ke poore jism pe laal nishaan the—navel se sir tak—lekin pehle humein glass mein doodh nichora, chup-chup ki awaaz aayi.

Aaj mummy itni thak gayi thi ki hume cuddle karte hi so gayi. Woh side ways leti thi, Adi ka chehra mummy ke dono boobs ke beech gehra dabba hua tha aur main mummy ke upar tha. 4 baje uncle aaye, darwaza khula hua tha isiliye wo dheere se andar aa gaye. Unhone dekha ki mummy so rahi thi—upar se poori nangi, sirf saree neeche thi lekin blouse aur bra nahi tha. Uncle ne dekha main mummy ke upar tha aur Adi saamne, mummy ke dono haath Adi pe lapet rakhe the. Uncle ko sirf mummy ki gori peeth dikh rahi thi—bohot tempting thi woh nazar aane ke liye. Uncle ko bohot pyara laga ki mummy unke chhote bete ko itna pyar de rahi hai. Woh kareeb aaye. Main jaag gaya, uncle ko peeche khade dekha. Uncle ne ishara kiya chup rehne ka aur aankh mari. Main mummy se utar kar bed pe baith gaya. Uncle ne shirt kholi, vest utaara—poori chhati nangi ho gayi, mere papa se badi aur baal bhari hui. Shirt-vest utarne ke baad belt bhi kholi. Dheere se bed pe mummy ke peeche let gaye. Mummy ki peeth pe haath phiraya, mummy neend mein hil gayi, tingling mehsoos karne lagi. Uncle ne peeth pe kuch baar kiss bhi kiye. Main sab dekh raha tha lekin kuch nahi bola.

Uncle ne ab apni ek mazboot baah mummy ki kamar pe lapeti, pet ke flesh ko poore haath mein pakda aur mummy ko tight kheench liya kareeb. Adi ka sir mummy ke dudh se alag ho gaya. Mummy jaag gayi. Ek haath Adi ke sir pe aur dusra uski peeth pe rakha tha. Mummy peeche mud kar dekhi—uncle the. Mummy darr gayi, realize hua ki woh topless hai, poori sharam se chehra laal. Jaldi Adi ka sir wapas boobs pe daba li taki Mukesh uncle kuch kar ya dekh na paye, adi ke sir se chhupane ki koshish ki apne dono dudu ko. Ab kya kare pata nahi. Uncle ne aur tight pakda, haath pet pe ghumaya, ungli navel mein daali. Mummy moan ki, "Aaaahhhh... Mukesh, bas karo na!" Uncle peeth aur gale pe kiss karne lage, bite karte hue—mummy moan kar rahi thi, Adi ka chehra aur tight boobs pe daba diya. Pressure se nipples se doodh spray hone laga Adi ke kapdo pe. Kuch der baad uncle ne peeche se kiss karte karte mummy ko ghumaya, ab woh saamne thi—dono boobs bohot jiggle kar rahe the.

Jaise hi Mukesh uncle mummy ko ghumane lage, mummy ne jaldi se dono haathon se apne dono boobs ko cover kar liya—ek nipple se toh doodh continuously spray jaisa tapak raha tha, pressure se ruk hi nahi raha tha. Uncle ne poori tarah se mummy ko ghumaya, aur pehli baar saamne se dekha—mummy ka deep navel itna beautiful tha, voluptuous figure gori aur halki laal skin ke saath chamak raha tha jaise koi painting ho. Boobs toh haathon se cover the lekin nipples ke around ka soft flesh saaf dikh raha tha, heavy boobs haathon se bahar sarak rahe the. Uncle ne muskurate hue mummy ki aankhon mein dekha, "Ananya... kitni perfect lag rahi ho tum abhi, jaise meri jaan hi ho." Mummy ka chehra irritate ho gaya, woh peeche mudne ki koshish kar rahi thi sharm se, "Mukesh... bas karo na, yeh kya dekh rahe ho aise." Uncle ne ignore kiya aur seedha mummy ko kiss karne lage, dono baahon se tight pakad liya taaki mummy ke nange boobs uski nangi chhati se poore dab jayen—softness uncle ke mazboot muscles pe crush ho gayi, mummy ki saansein ruk si gayi. Mummy ne haath alag karne ki koshish ki, awaaz mein ghabrahat, "Mukesh ji... pehle mujhe cover toh karne do na, phir jo karna hai kar lena... bacche bhi yahan hain." Uncle ne bilkul ignore kiya, seedha gale pe muh laga diya, neck suck karte hue bite kiye halke se—mummy submit kar gayi, moan nikal gaya, "Umm... aah, dhire Mukesh..." Dono haath uncle ki chhati pe the, push karne ke liye lekin saath bhi de rahi thi. Uncle ki chhati aur bedsheet dono geele ho rahe the mummy ke nipples se spray hone wale doodh se, lekin uncle ko koi parwah nahi thi, woh toh poore 10 minute tak mummy ko consume karte rahe—kiss, bites, tight hugs. Aakhir mein alag hue, mummy jaldi se uthi boobs cover karte hue, blouse uthaya aur peeche mud gayi. Uncle ne fir se peeth pe kiss kiya, "Jaan, mat gussa karo... tum meri ho ab." Mummy ne ignore kiya, sharm se chehra laal, jaldi se blouse pehna—buttons hook karte hue haath kamp rahe the, saree ka pallu thoda fisal gaya tha kamar expose karte hue, lekin woh fix nahi kar payi turant.

Blouse pehenne ke baad bhi mummy ka blouse center se geela hota ja raha tha kyunki nipples andar hi spray kar rahe the, pressure ruk nahi raha tha—geele patches ban rahe the, shape saaf dikh raha tha tight fabric se. Uncle ki nazar wahan atak gayi, lust bhari hui, "Ananya... yeh doodh ruk hi nahi raha tumhara, blouse poora geela ho raha hai. Jaldi fix karo, tailor 20 minute mein aa jayega—maine office se hi call kar diya tha usko." Mummy ko fikar hui, chehra aur laal, "Arre Mukesh... ab kya karun? Tailor aa gaya toh kya sochega?" Woh peeche mud gayi, humein—mujhe aur Adi ko sab dikhne laga, uncle ko peeth dikha rahi thi. Haathon se blouse ke upar se dono nipples ko poke karne lagi, rub karne lagi, twist karne lagi umeed mein ki ruk jayega milk ka spray—lekin pressure aur badh gaya, geela patch bada hone laga, "Uff... ruk kyun nahi raha yeh? Kitna embarrassing hai." Uncle ne suggest kiya naughty tone mein, "Ananya, tension mat lo... Sonu aur Adi ko bolo, woh dono chus len doodh—tailor aane se pehle hi khatam ho jayega. Bacche hain na, unko kya pata." Hum dono ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi, excited ho gaye, "Haan mummy/aunty! Haan, hum theek kar denge... saara doodh pi lenge, promise!" Mummy sharm se neeche dekhi.

Mummy ne Adi ki taraf dekha, pyar se muskurayi lekin serious awaaz mein, "Adi beta, ab se 'aunty' mat bolna mujhe... jaise Sonu bolta hai waise hi 'mummy' bolna, theek hai? Tu bhi mera beto ho ab." Adi ne khush hokar sir hilaya, "Okay mummy... ab se mummy hi bolunga!" Mummy ne uske gaal pe haath fera, smile di, "Achha beta." Phir uncle ki taraf mud kar, gusse aur sharm se, "Mukesh ji... yeh galat idea hai bilkul. Bacche ab bade ho gaye hain, unko aise suck karne dena... nahi theek nahi lagta. Koi aur tarika socho na." Uncle ne shoulder shrug kiya, calm lekin firm, "Arre Ananya, agar tumhare paas koi better idea hai toh batao na—time toh kam hai. Tailor aa jayega abhi." Mummy tense ho gayi, sochne lagi, haath se blouse dabaya geele patch ko chhupane ko—koi idea nahi tha uske paas, sir hilaya naa mein. Uncle ne fir bola, "Dekho ananya, fikar mat karo... yeh dono itne innocent hain, galat samjhenge kaise? Tum apne dono beto pe bharosa nahi karti kya?" Mummy ne uncle ki aankhon mein dekha, soft ho gayi thoda, "Karti hoon Mukesh... bohot karti hoon, jaanti hoon yeh dono kitne masoom hain, kuch galat nahi sochege. Bas... yeh sab thoda awkward lag raha hai." Uncle ne muskuraya, "Toh phir time waste mat karo, jaldi kar lo—tailor aa jaiga kabhi bhi."

Mummy ne hesitate kiya ek second, phir blouse ke buttons khol diye—boobs bahar aaye heavy heavy, nipples se doodh tapak raha tha abhi bhi. Woh bed pe let gayi, humein bulaya, "Chalo beta... Sonu, Adi... aa jao, dono nipples pe suck karo aur saara doodh pi lo jaldi. Bas thoda sa hi, theek hai?" Hum dono bina time waste kiye aage badhe, har ek ne ek nipple haath se pakda—mummy zor se moan ki, "Aah... dhire bacho, haath se mat pakdo aise." Mummy ne kaha, "Chuso badmaasho, haath se mat pakdo—muh mein lo poora." Adi aur maine turant leaking nipples muh mein daal diye, zor zor se suck karne lage—chup chup ki awaaz aayi kamre mein, doodh garam garam nikal raha tha. Mummy ne dono haathon se humare baal pakde, moan kar rahi thi dheere se, "Umm... haan bacho, aise hi... achha lag raha hai." Uncle kareeb aa gaye, mummy ki nangi kamar pe dono haath rakhe, ek ungli navel mein daal di—mummy control nahi kar payi, jism kamp gaya, "Mukesh... aah, mat karo abhi." Humne ab poore boobs haathon mein le liye, squeeze karne lage taaki aur doodh nikle—Adi aur main nipples ko muh mein stretch kar rahe the, zor se chus rahe. Mummy moaning continue, "Ohh... beta, dhire... umm." Uncle mummy ke kandhe se jhuk kar humein dekh rahe the, sucking scene se bohot turned on ho gaye—poore boobs dikh rahe the, sirf nipples muh mein the. 5 minute baad humne muh aur khola, jitna ho sake boobs ka flesh andar liya, press karte hue—mummy ki saansein tez, saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi thi jhatke se, gori pet expose ho gaya tension badhate hue.

Tabhi darwaze pe knock hua—tailor tha, darwaza khula tha lekin woh andar nahi aaya, zor se bola, "Koi hai ghar pe? Tailor hoon main, appointment pe aaya hoon." Hum charon surprise ho gaye, mummy darr gayi, chehra laal sharm se—boobs abhi bhi humare muh ke paas the. Mummy ne jaldi uncle se kaha, "Mukesh... jao na, usse baat karo aur andar mat aane do abhi! Please." Uncle uth kar shirt pehni, belt band ki aur bahar gaye. Do minute aur hum suck karte rahe, phir mummy ne kaha, "Bas beta... enough ab, ruk jao. Theek ho gaya." Humne alag kiya, mummy uthi boobs dabate hue, almirah ki taraf gayi naya blouse lene—chalte hue petticoat thoda neeche sarak gaya, wide hips aur gori thighs ki line dikh gayi tension ke liye. Baal fix kiye, blouse pehna aur living room mein aayi, pallu sambhalte hue.

Uncle tailor ko andar laaye, mummy ne muskurate hue haath jod liye, "Namaste ji... aaiye na." Tailor ne mummy ko dekha—uski beauty pe nazar atki, muskuraya, "Namaste madam... aap hi Ananya ji ho na? Kitni sundar lag rahi ho." Mummy ne sharma kar ke bola, "Haan ji... thank you. Baithiye na." Tailor hans kar bola, "Arre madam, aapke husband ne toh security officer walon ko bhej diya mere dukaan pe—bole 5 baje ghar aao, kapde stitch karne. Dara gaya tha main, phir Mukesh sir ka naam suna toh rahat hui... hamare DGP sir hain na woh." Mummy ne uncle ki taraf dekha, halki si smile di—tailor ne 'husband' bola toh dil dhadka thoda, lekin ignore kiya. "Ji, bas blouse fix karwane the... chaliye, bedroom mein dikha deti hoon." Mummy tailor ko bedroom le gayi, uncle bhi saath aaye. Mummy ne almirah se saare blouses nikale, table pe rakhe—ek ek karke dikhaye, "Yeh dekho ji, yeh sab tight ho gaye hain... thoda loose kar dena."

Tailor ne poocha, "Madam, kya exactly fixing chahiye in blouses mein? Size badhana hai ya kuch aur?" Mummy bolne lagi, "Ji, bas thoda loose..." lekin uncle ne beech mein bol diya, "Bhaiya, sleeves chhote bana dena aur cleavage deep—tight fitting rakhna, lekin stylish." Tailor ne sir hilaya, "Theek hai sir, bilkul aise hi kar dunga." Mummy surprised ho gayi, socha tha uncle bigger size ki baat karenge lekin unhone sleeves shorter aur cleavage deeper bola. Mummy sharp nazar se uncle ko dekhene lagi, "Mukesh... yeh kya keh rahe ho?" Uncle ne ignore kiya, muskuraya bas. Tailor ne aakhir mein bola, "Madam, measurement toh lena padega ab... tape se." Mummy ne haan mein sir hilaya, "Haan ji, theek hai... le lo." Woh tailor ke paas gayi, uncle closely dekh rahe the. Tailor ne pehle arms ka measurement liya tape se, phir bola, "Madam, haath upar karo taaki breast ka sahi size le saku." Mummy ne haath upar kiye—saree ka pallu thoda fisla, cleavage deep ho gaya expose karte hue—tabhi uncle ruk gaye, "Ruko bhaiya, bahar wait karo zara living room mein." Mummy surprised, "Kya hua Mukesh? Kyun bhej rahe ho bahar?" Tailor bahar chala gaya. Uncle jealous nazar se, "Ananya... mujhe gussa aa gaya dekh kar. Woh buddha aadmi tere breasts ko touch karega? Nahi hone dunga." Mummy hans padi lekin control kiya, "Arre kya? Jealous ho gaye tum? Yeh toh tailor ka kaam hai, woh inappropriately nahi chhuega... mat socho aise." Uncle ne tape le liya, "Mujhe parwah nahi, dekh nahi saka main. Mai khud longa tumhara measurement. Haath upar karo fir se." Mummy muskurayi, "Achha theek hai... jealous pati ji," haath upar kiye, saree ki kamar thodi khul gayi navel expose karte hue tension ke liye.

Uncle peeche se aaye, tape ko mummy ke boobs ke around blouse ke upar se lapeta—naughty hokar zor se kheencha taaki boobs tape pe press ho jayen, shape saaf feel hua. Mummy peeche mud kar dekhi, irritate lekin muskurate hue, "Toh yeh isliye khud karna chahte the na? Jealousy ka bahana tha bas." Uncle hans pade, "Arre nahi jaan, jealousy toh sach thi... idea abhi aaya bas. Haha, mazaa aa gaya na?" Mummy bhi hans di, "Haan haan, mazaa toh aa raha hai... lekin dhire kheench lo." Uncle ne measurement liya, tight tha abhi bhi—35 inch bola. Phir tailor ko wapas bulaya, "Bhaiya, size 35 hai... baaki details le lo." Tailor ne sab note kiya, muskuraya, "Theek hai sir, madam... kal dopahar tak saare blouses ready kar ke launga. Yeh le ja raha hoon saath mein." Blouses le kar chala gaya dukaan pe.

Shaam ko hum charon ek naye park gaye—woh fancy wala jahan lights aur fountains the, ghumte rahe, mummy ki saree hawa mein ud rahi thi kamar expose karte hue, uncle ka haath uski waist pe rakha loving way mein tension build karte hue. Raat der tak wahan rahe, phir fancy restaurant mein dinner kiya—candle light mein, Italian food order kiye, wine bhi uncle ne mummy ke liye mangwaya thoda sa. Mummy sharm kar ke boli, "Mukesh... yeh sab itna fancy, bacche bhi hain na." Uncle ne muskuraya, "Jaan, aaj celebrate kar rahe hain hamare naye shuruaat ko... relax karo." Dinner ke baad ghar wapas aaye late night, sab thak kar so gaye.