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A true love is a love forever, Happy Anniversary. Mehul wished me planting a kiss on my face. I smiled in pleasure wanting to hug him tight. Happy Anniversary my hubby. Life has been magical with your love all these 20 years. I opened my arms to hold him tight and look deep into his brown eyes same as he did on our first night and I had blushed. We had an arranged marriage that started with a beautiful friendship. He understands my unspoken words and read heart through my eyes. I leaned towards his face to kiss him back and I stopped. Mehul! I shouted and stepped back. Your face looks smelly. My cheek got a touch with yours. It's so rough. I won't kiss you until you get shaved. He laughed hard. Reetu, c'mon don't behave like a kid. It's our anniversary. Does my face matters more to you than my heart that loves you so much? 
Who said that, Mehul? I love you inside outside, you see.  I want everyone to like you outside because inside I won’t allow. I wink and get off the bed to get fresh and prepare breakfast. While I was making sandwiches in the kitchen he came from back and hugged me tight. He came closer to my ears and murmerd ‘I love you’. I had butterflies flying inside my stomach . This time his touch was soft. I tilted my face to collide our cheeks. I did it again to feel the magic of his touch that has kept me young even after 20 years of our marriage. You got shaved, Mehul?  Yes Reetu, though I wanted to keep it and be your man but that desire is not as strong as my desire to love you. And, we kissed again. This time with full passion.

This post has been written in response to a tag from  Green Speck
I would like to tag Someone is Special
This post is a part of #WillYouShave activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette.


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  1. Butterflies even after 20 years of marriage :D Great love story, but could not agree with you on the conversations between them.

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  2. Nice post. That is a lovely story. Age doesn't matter, for a wife, her hubby is a hero.Always. And so she wants him to be clean and stubble free.

    Vidhya

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