Tune jo dekha hai, tune jo jaana hai

Hoon bhi nahi bhi hoon main woh

Chahonge tum jaisa, ho jaaunga waise

Chaaho toh waada ye le lo

~

He stood up and picked her up in his arms. He placed her on the bed and stepped down of the bed again, only to light up the diya and come back.

He sat on his knees on the bed, infront of her and parted her legs wide.

Coming in between her legs, he opened his kurta in one go. She gulped, seeing his muscular body, his toned arms.

He held her hand and placed it on the hem of his pajama.

"Open it," he ordered, his eyes lingering on him.

She hesitated first, but then untied the knot slowly.

He lowered his pant along with his undergarment. Heat travelled directly between her legs when she noticed his hardness.

He took out his lower and kept it aside.

Without wasting time, he raised her saree up. She arched her hips up and she raised it till her waist, along with her underskirt, exposing her bare legs to her husband.

He gulped when he saw her panty.

From above it, he brushed his finger and she moaned, feeling his touch.

He hovered over her, their faces dangerously close and asked,

"Hum dekh sakte hai tumhe?".

["Can I see you?"]

Her toes curled and she replied,

"Aap.. aap dekh chuke hai hume."

["You... you have already seen me."]

She felt his hand, opening the knot of her cotton panty from side. He threw her panty aside and she was naked from below.

He brushed his fingers inside, feeling the extremely wet core and moaned in her ear,

"Yeh haal hai tumhara humare liye, aur humse chupa kar rakha tha tumne?".

["This is how wet you're for me, and you kept it hidden from me?"]

She shook her head shyly, biting her lower lip.

"Humne yahan chua tha tumhe kal?", he asked, padding his thumb on her clit.

["Did I touch you here yesterday?"]

She nodded her head. She was feeling so shy.

"Aur kya kiya tha humne?".

["And what else did I do?"]

She spoke shyly, hesitantly,

"Aapne... Apni.. ung-"

["You... your... fing-"]

He placed his lips on her lips, cutting her off mid sentence and kissed her passionately. He muttered against her lips,

"Dard hua tha tumhe?".

["Did it hurt you?"]

She nodded.

He bit his lower lip and started moving away, but she held his biceps tightly, pulling him back.

He looked into her eyes and traced his thumb on her lips.

"Mat karo aise, Nupur. Hum khud ko rok nahi paenge. Bahut dard hoga tumhe."

["Don't do this, Nupur. I won't be able to stop myself. You'll be hurt a lot."]

She shook her head and replied,

"Humse door mat jaiye na jaan."

["Don't go away from me na, jaan."]

He held her chin and asked,

"Tumhe pata hai na Jo hum karne wale hai uske baare me?".

["You know what we're going to do, right?"]

She nodded her head slightly,

"Humari saheli ne bataya tha."

["My friend had told me."]

He chuckled, "Saheliyan yeh saari baatein karti hai?"

["Do you and your friends talk about all this?"]

She pushed his chest lightly feeling shy.

He hid his face in the crook of her neck and muttered against it,

"Humne kabhi khud ko... Khud ko chhua nahi hai.. tum samajh Rahi ho hum kya kehna chahte hai na?".

["I have never... never touched myself... you understand what I mean, right?"]

She gulped and nodded, caressing his head.

"Ekbar humne.. humne tumhare.. tumhare andar isey daal diya toh hum bilkul khud ko rok nahi paenge. Hum waise nahi hai jaise tum samajh rahi ho Hume."

["Once I... once I put it inside you, I won't be able to stop myself at all. I'm not the way you think I am."]

She traced his lips with her fingers and muttered,

"Abhisar, aap chahiye Hume."

["Abhisar, I want you."]

He whispered in her ear,

"Tumhare hi hai hum Nupur, sirf tumhare."

["I belong only to you, Nupur, just you."]

She gulped. Slowly, she moved her hand in between them to hold his shaft.

He held her wrist and stopped her, shaking his head,

"Dard hoga Nupur. Hum nahi dekh payenge tumhe dard me."

["It will hurt, Nupur. I won't be able to see you in pain."]

She didn't say anything after that. Just stayed silent.

He rubbed his cheek against hers and muttered,

"Naraz hogayi?".

["Are you upset?"]

She shook her head,

"Isme naraz hone ki kya baat hai? Aap toh humari parwah kar rahe hai na."

["What's there to be upset about? You're taking care of me, aren't you?"]

He nodded.

His eyes moved down, towards her breasts. He spoke in a low voice,

"Kholo na isey."

["Open it, please."]

She nodded and he sat down on the bed. She sat up too, and unwrapped her saree. She was going to unhook her blouse when he asked,

"Hum khol de?".

["Should I open it?"]

She nodded and removed her hands aside.

He unhooked her blouse, slowly.

He removed the blouse from her body and kept it aside. He made her rest on the bed. She spread her right arm for him, and he placed his head on it, sleeping beside her, they both facing each other.

He held her breasts and played with it. Squeezing it lightly, pinching her nipples, tracing fingers on her aereolas.

"Itni choti ho, itna bada kaise hai Nupur yeh?".

["You're so small Nupur, how are they so big?"]

She laughed hearing him and slapped on his shoulder.

He smiled.

She asked in a low voice,

"Kyu, aapko pasand nahi aaya?".

["Why? Did you not like them?"]

He nuzzled his face against them and muttered,

"Hume tum hi itni jyada pasand aayi, yeh kaise nahi aayega."

["I loved you only so much, Nupur, how will I not love them?"]

She laughed.

He played with it for few minutes until she saw him yawning.

She stroked his hairs and he spoke,

"Neend aa Rahi Hume."

["I'm feeling sleepy."]

She nodded her head and spoke,

"So jaiye. Hum sirr sehla dete aapka."

["Sleep, I'll caress your head."]

He nodded and closed his eyes.

She kept on caressing his back and his head, until she too, fell asleep.

***

She opened her eyes, only to find herself alone on the bed.

Her body was covered with the blanket upto her neck.

He wasn't in the room. She thought he left already for work.

She stood up slowly and picked up the saree that was lying on the edge of the bed.

And suddenly, she flinched when someone opened the door of her room and she tried to cover her body again with the blanket somehow, in which she failed miserably.

Her eyes moved towards the door.

She saw him.

Him standing on the door and she took a breathe of relief.

A cotton towel was wrapped around his torso as he walked in and locked the door behind him. He had noticed her reaction.

So, he spoke while moving towards his trunk,

"Koi nahi aaega humare alawa humare kamre me. Khashkar jab hum Ghar me ho."

["No one will come into our room, except me. Especially when I'm at home."]

She nodded and uncovered her body.

She wrapped her saree loosely around her body, after wearing her blouse and underskirt.

He too, was ready in his kurta after taking a bath.

She walked towards him, standing infront of him. He was trying his best to ignore her.

And she was just staring him. How he combed his hair. How he wrapped the shawl around his body.

After a long stare, he couldn't resist more. He laughed looking away and asked,

"Kya? Aise kya dekh Rahi ho?".

["What? Why are you looking at me like that?"]

She moved towards him, cupping his face and turning it to lock their eyes.

He looked at her softly.

"Dekh rahe hai.. kaise humare pati Hume andekha kar rahe hai subhe subhe."

["I was just seeing, how many husband is ignoring me that too early morning."]

He smiled slightly, but the smile reached his eyes,

"Kam par jaana hai hume."

["I've to leave for work."]

Seeing his smile, she stepped forward, more closer to him and snaked her arms around his torso.

He held her protectively and stroked her hair lightly when she asked in a low voice,

"Kya pasand hai aapko khane me?".

["What do you love to eat?"]

He drew circles on her arm and asked,

"Khana banana sikhaya hai aapko aapke Ghar walon ne?".

["Your parents have taught you how to cook?"]

She pulled away, looking into his eyes and muttered softly,

"Hume pata hai aapko humare khandaan se dikkat hai. Taana toh mat maariye Hume yun baar baar."

["I know you have a problem from my family but. Atleast don't taunt me about them time and after again."]

He realized what he has asked, his eyes looked away.

She placed her palm on his chest and asked while caressing it,

"Gussa Gaye?".

["Are you angry?"]

He shook his head, silently.

She muttered,

"Aata hai hume khana banana. Maa aur badi bhabhi ne sikhaya hai hume sab kuch."

["I know you to cook. My mother and Bhabhi has taught me everything."]

He looked towards her. Leaning slightly, he kissed on her forehead and muttered against her forehead,

"Aapke khandaan ke mardo se dikkat hai hume bas, aurton se nahi."

["I have a problem with the men of your family, not women."]

She gulped.

He moved away after muttering,

"Dophar ke khaane par aaenge hum."

["I'll come on lunch."]

She nodded her head.

He opened the door of the room. She stared at him him. He turned around slowly and muttered,

"Khane me bahut kuch pasand hai hume, par hum aapki pasand ka khana, khana chahenge Aaj. Intezar rahega Hume."

["I love to eat many things, but today I would like to eat the food of your choice. I'll be waiting."]

She smiled and he walked away.

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