कभी कभी मेरे दिल में ख़याल आता है,

के ये बदन ये निगाहें मेरी अमानत हैं ,

के ये बदन ये निगाहें मेरी अमानत हैं ,

ये गेसुओं की घनी छाओं हैं मेरी खातिर

ये होंठ और ये बाहें मेरी अमानत हैं..

Author's POV.

She felt different hearing his words.

He doesn't want to ruin her innocence.

"Am I so innocent?".

She asked and he smiled.

Pushing her hairs off her face, he spoke,

"You don't have the slightest idea, babu. You're so innocent."

She didn't knew what he meant but she hid her face in the crook of his neck.

Breathing hotly.

He continued sharing his feelings with her.

"Kal raat, Jo kuch bhi hua, hum nahi chahte the ho. Humne tumhari-"

She cut her off and replied,

"Hume acha laga. Pata nahi kyu, par Hume acha laga, ji."

He pecked her temple.

"Atleast let me finish, Priya."

She nodded.

"I wanted it to go slow, I didn't wanted  to rip your clothes, this way. Look here," he muttered cupping her cheek.

She raised her eyes up to look into his.

Rubbing his thumb on her cheek he replied,

"Tum naaraz nahi na ho humse?"

She shook her head immediately, "Why would I be?".

He nodded his head, licking his lips and murmured,

"Tumhe Yun dekhne ka haq bas humara hai, Priya. Bas humara."

She smiled gently, nodding her head.

Although it was something very new for her, very awkward and weird for her but she, she was feeling good, whatever was happening between them, it made her feel good.

His jaw tensed, as he spoke the next line,

"Hum tumse jyada din chupa nahi paenge, Hume darr lag raha hai."

She raised her body slightly up only to take him in her arms.

He did.

He surrendered before her and nuzzled more into her chest.

She cupped his cheek and whispered,

"Kyu dar rahe hai aap. Jaise aap humare saath rahenge hamesha, waise hi hum bhi aapke saath rahenge hamesha."

She didn't even knew what he was talking about, still, her words gave a relief to Abhigyan's heart.

But the next sentence that she spoke was,

"Itna toh hum samajh Gaye hai, ki kuch Aisa hai Jo aap Hume sidha-saada batane se dar rahe hai. Par vishwas rakhiye, jo bhi hai, Hume kabhi usse pareshani nahi hogi, jab Tak aap humare saath rahenge."

He grinned listening to her.

He couldn't believe, that his wife, who was hesitating even to open her mouth on their first night, was speaking so much, only to calm her husband's mind down.

The way she was trying to console him was something incredible for him.

He closed his eyes, holding on of her breast in his hand.

He loved them. Perfect big milky white breasts with dark brown beautiful nipples contrasting it. Her buds erect.

She had a mole on the junction on her two breasts, which he found sensual.

He took her bud in his mouth, involving in his job again while Priya caressed her head slowly, while feeding him.

He imagined sucking them, while taking her innocence.

He imagined sucking the milk out of her breasts when he'll fill her womb with his child.

She whispered in a very low voice in his ear,

"Ab chor dijiye, Nahane jaana hai hume. 4 baj Gaye hai."

He shook his head, while chewing her bud.

"Choriye na, ji. Dukh Raha hai ab."

Hearing her last words, he immediately left her bud and lowered his eyes to look at her buds.

They were swollen, with multiple red bruises all around her aereolas.

He traced it with his finger and asked,

"Jyada dard ho raha hai babu?".

She shook her head, not wanting him to feel guilty, although it was hurting her.

He raised his body up, their eyes levelled with each other.

He kissed on her lips and asked against it,

"Hum nehla de humare bachha ko aaj?".

She instantly pushed him lightly, drowning in shame.

He laughed softly and sat up on the bed.

"Koi nahi hoga bahar, hum le chalte hai tumhe."

She shook her head and sat up slowly, trying to cover her naked body with the blanket.

He noticed her shyness. He stood up from the bed, moving towards the chair and came back with a shawl. Covering her upper body with the shawl, he helped her to stand up.

He cupped her cheeks and muttered,

"Yahi pe ruko, hum saree nikal dete hai aaj tumhare liye, apne pasand ki, hn?".

She smiled listening to his words and nodded her head. He moved towards the cupboard and took out a yellow silk saree from the cupboard along with her blouse and undergarments.

And in another second, he lifted her up in his arms in bridal style.

She encircled her hands around his neck out of fear and hid her face into his chest.

"It's okay, it's me," Abhigyan murmured in a low voice.

Her eyes were shut close.

He opened the door of their room, peeking outside, he found no one and thus walked outside along with her towards the bathroom.

Placing her feet on the floor, he moved towards the corner and kept her clothes over there on an elevated platform made of stone.

He came back, cupped her cheeks and muttered,

"Naha lo, hum kamre me hi hai."

She nodded her head and he left outside.

As Abhigyan walked inside his room, after leaving her in the bathroom, his eyes fell on the table.

A letter.

He picked it up and saw the name on it.

Bhanu Dubey.

Gaon- Gauri Nagar.

He opened the envelope and took out the letter from inside.

अनुष्ठान के अनुसार, कल राजीव, हमारा बेटा, प्रिया और आपको, आपके घर पर लेने आएगा।

हमें बहुत खुशी महसूस होगी अगर आप हमारे घर , हमारे गांव, विवाह के बाद पहली बार हमारी बेटी के साथ पधारेंगे।

-प्रिया के पिता,

भानु दुबे।

He kept the letter inside the envelope again after reading it. It meant that Rajeev was going to visit today itself. He wasn't prepared for it.

He wasn't ready to leave.

He was roaming back and forth in the room when his eyes fell on his wife standing on the door.

Towel wrapped around her wet hairs, saree wrapped loosely around her body, water dripping down from her hairs to her lower body.

She came inside, closed the door behind and went towards the dressing table.

Unwrapping the saree, she draped it properly. With the towel, she dried her hairs perfectly and then wore her light jewels.

She applied vermillion in her hairline and turned to look towards her husband.

She found his face tensed.

She moved towards him and stood infront of him.

"Pareshan hai?".

He shook his head and pulled her for a loose hug.

She placed her head against his chest and caressed his biceps with her palm.

"Kyu pareshan hai aap?".

He kissed on the crown of her head and muttered,

"Pareshan nahi hai," he gulped silently,

"Aapke Bhai aa rahe hai aapko lene Aaj."

She broke their hug in excitement and cheered,

"Really? When?".

He cupped her chin and replied,

"By noon."

She jumped in excitement,

"Oh my God, I'll meet my parents. My bhabhi, bhaiya, after so many days. Anil. Oh my God."

He smiled seeing her excitement.

He cupped her cheek and rubbed his thumb there.

"Samaan baandh lijiyega. Aur jaane se pehle.. ek baar humse mil lijiyega."

Her expressions changed immediately.

She looked in his eyes, holding his arms and asked,

"Aap nahi chal rahe humare saath?"

He shook his head and replied,

"Hume kaam hai, aap samajhti hai na Hume, hn?".

She shook her head and spoke,

"I'm also not leaving then."

He inhaled deeply and held her hands,

"Zid mat karo, saaman baandho, hum maa se baat karte hai."

She shook her head again,

"I'll not go without you."

He felt slight anger rising within him.

"Tum jaogi, Priya. Tumhara Ghar hai. Rashm hai. Hum nahi chahte tum hamari shadi ki ek bhi rashm na nibhao."

She squeezed his hand and spoke,

"No, I'll not go without you, ji. What will my parents think? Why am I visiting them without my husband? What will people of my Village think? I'll not-".

He cut her off and jerked her hands,

"Ab toh tum jaroor jaogi. Humse koi matlab nahi hai na tumhe, samaaj se lena-dena hai na sirf tumhe, jao, dekho samaaj kya kehta hai. Fir wapas aakar Hume batana. Samaaj ka khyal rakho jakar. Jao."

With this, he left the room ,after picking up his clothes from the cupboard.

Priya's eyes moistened. Tears dropped down and she closed her eyelids to resist more tears from falling down from the corner of her eyes.