The sky was black like tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm, but those two hearts were still not satiated enough, neither their heart went on steady rhythms nor eyes closed for beautiful dreams. It may be because they were living their dream just in front of their eyes. It seemed like that the first touch of this close affinity reached to their souls and and the intimate passion had addicted them to that touch, that fire, that pleasure, infact the whole feel. She was still in the tight embrace of his love. His eyes had a hint of mischiefs and she blushed matching to the shades of pink glowing twinkle lights. His hands caressed those flaming cheeks and kissing her forehead whispered,"ahh Nainu, you are so beautiful jaan... Sabse sundar..." His soft whisper riddled through the serenity of the night. A pair of love birds fluttered their wings somewhere disturbed by these kind of numerous whispers of night and blinking her big eyes she looked at him and colour of her cheeks deepened.

Silver cold lights of moon touching her hairs, making an outline around her beautiful face and bare shoulders. In that one moment, she looked absolutely divine. A leftover spark of passion blazed fanning by her hot breath on his chest and heart palpitated with desires. His fingers clutched on her waist and other hand threaded in lustrous manes. He tilted his head with a soft groan and nibbled her cheek, bit her earlobe and whispered again,"Nainu... So jao jaan... Or else hum dono aaj so nhi payenge..."

Naina blinked her eyes as if trying to clear the haze, he created with his sinfully delicious kisses. A soft moan escaped from her lips or probably it was a humming nod as a response to him and she stiffened a bit looking around searching for something. Ofcourse those roaming eyes didn't go unnoticed and he asked softly,"kya hua.... Kya dhundh rahi ho jaan..."

"Hm.. wo night suit... Rakhna bhul gyi... Ab... Aise... Kaise...",she purred lowering her eyes and the streak of colour deepened on her cheeks.

"Toh... Aise hi so jao naa... Ab... Mujhse... Kya...", mischievously his eyes roamed on her and with a finger he traced her collarbone and said huskily as if still intoxicated in her frenzy fragrance.

"Sa..meer.... aap... Ye...",her voice came as a mere whisper and she wriggled to come out of his hold but eventually ended up hiding herself in him only.

Sameer loved this moment of her serene credulity and simplicity. She had wishfully surrendered herself to him, didn't even flinch before giving everything to him, but still her unique streak of innocence and purity was intact in her soul. It was the essence of her natural beauty that actually made her unique and different from other. She was still the same Naina, he met two months before, but now his Naina. He smiled imagining the surreal pleasure of exploring her innocence like first time, everyday... Mm.. actually night.... mostly. He pouted and thought wistfully but then her shivering being in his arms caught his attention and he looked around hastily.

"Nainu... Tum... Ye... I mean ye pehen lo... Aise nind nhi aayegi naa...", somehow he managed to grab his discarded night shirt and gave that to her.

Naina thought for a moment but seeing no other way perhaps, took the shirt from his hand and tried to pull on hidden beneath blanket.

Seeing her blushing so much he smiled but simply turned around and thinking something pulled on his discarded tracks too. Though he didn't have any problem sleeping like that, but of course it was not habitual for him and could be a bit uncomfortable for her too.

Though they both were tired and decided to sleep, but sleep was still far away from their eyes. Suddenly his eyes fell on the starry concert of the night and he squealed excited like a kid,"wow Naina... In taaro ko toh dekho... Kitne sundar lag rahe hai naa... ", In excitement he got up on elbows and looked at the silent hide and seek of stars.

Naina smiled on her buddhu baby hubby and his excitement, but sat up and nodded looking at the sky.

"Acha... Tum naa... Inme se ek tara chuno...", thinking something he said to her.

"Q...",she crooked up her eyebrows and asked.

"Mai jaunga... Aur wo tumhare liye tod ke launga...", smiling he explained staring at the twinkling painting of starry night.

"Achaa...",she narrowed her eyes but then said pointing a finger towards sky,"umm... Mujhe naa... Mujhe... Wo wala... Nhi wo.... Haa ye.... Nhi wo wala....mmm mujhe....", roaming her eyes on the sky pretended to think, while with a soft smile he was adoring her cute confusion, when all of sudden, she flicked his nosetip with her finger and said soft like herself,"ye wala tara chahiye..."

It was so sudden that left him bewildered but amused too. Like always his damsel played an smooth trick on him and in just one stroke all the points had gone into her account. He couldn't even react but felt himself deeply captivated in her eyes. He didn't even understand when her hands moved and fingers threaded through his hairs, but felt when her thumbs swirled the hollow of his ears and she kissed his forehead, she was soothing like hymns, she leaned and her lips left a deep mark on his cheeks, she was melodious like temple bells. His heart thumped as her lips didn't stop but softly nibbled his lips, it was so calming, so serene that he felt her as pure as only a prayer could be. He smiled but couldn't stop his eyes pooling up a little moisture from his heart, when she had comfortably rested her head on his chest snuggling to find a better angle and found it in the crook of his shoulders and slept peacefully. But he tilted his head kissed her hairs first and then slept. For the first time he felt that her lips, that held a power of burn him like a moth, could actually pacify those burning desires too.

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The copper hues perfectly blended with pinkish of a baby's lips, at one side the sky bleed red and other side spewed gold. It was the most glorious time of the day that came with golden rays of hope and faint chirping of birds. A perfectly painted morning shook his shoulders and appealed him to get up. Though they both had slept really late, but appeasing cold breeze and some sounds coming, probably from the road or neighborhood or his own house's kitchen, but it helped him to open his eyes and witness the most beautiful bride. She was in his night dress, coincidentally the maroon one, slightly smeared sindur, smudged kohl, and slipped bindi, somehow gave her the perfect look of an one night old bride. Ohh yeah that's what she was.... His bride.. one night old, after a perfectly consummated love night... A night passed with her mostly moaning his name whole time... He smiled lost in his own notions but eyes darkened with the thought of her moans. His eyes slipped on her lips, no traces of lipstick but naturally coloured pink... But wait... Slightly swollen too... He smiled again remembering their ravenous claiming on each other, slowly he lifted his hand and touched his own and felt himself coloring a bit too. "Wow.... What an night.... Such beautiful arrangements and Naina...Really speechless... God... Meri naina ne ye sab kiya... Meri jaan... Naina.... Kaise kiya sab... Ohh Naina... You are so....",he thought, though wanted to think, guess or understand more, but it didn't matter anyhow now and smooth supple skin peeking through the top open buttons of his... Correction her shirt for now.. needed his attention badly.

His eyes glittered with an irresistible glint of desire. Her creamy skin till the rise of feminine beauty peeked on him bringing back every memory of night fresh. His hand moved as that hypnotic intoxication came back and engulfed his senses in frenzy dizziness. He cupped her chin and slowly moved his thumb on jawline tracing the adam's apple and collar bone. Suddenly she stirred, a gasp escaped from her lips followed by a soft whimper and her hands encased his neck. "Gosh... Is that mean she is awake and ready too... ",He thought losing himself more in magical opiate of pleasure once again. Her slumber was the only thing that kept him away till then, but all he wanted now to dip his head and taste every breath of her lungs and he did. He leaned brushing his warm lips on her forehead and mumbled a good morning. She whined softly murmuring something barely audible. A fire blazed in him burning every nerve inside and with a groan he skimmed her cheeks with his lips.

A gust of cool breeze laden with fragrance of morning blooms dared to touch them. The touch trembled them both. Naina nestled more into him while he lifted his face to look at her. Some silky locks disturbed the glamorous morning look of his enchantress, but that messy look enticed him more. "The perfect mess... A messy bride... Or his beautiful messy Mrs Sameer Maheshwari.... Whatever the name or the look, she was absolutely perfect like everytime. But how can a mess look so beautiful....", Mesmerizing he thought and leaned over her. His thumb traced her lips before his lips could. His lips traced the shape, nibbled the softness and suck the wetness of her. She responded to his every stroke, that was slow and cherishing but warm and demanding too. She softly moulded and melted under him, for him, fitting herself to his every hard angle perfectly. Their mutual moans muffled in the air like scents of flowers making them dazed in delirium. His fingers of one hand softly massaged her skull and other hand hungrily moved towards the hems of her shirt, so eager to feel the velvety sensations on his palm.

Naina moaned convulsing and pressing herself more into him. Seemed like that the taste of each other had left them with blurred senses of frenzied pleasure of passion. She arched herself with a long whimper, giving him everything he seeked for or perhaps demanding for more of him. His fingers caressed her silky thighs. Her fingers clutched on his back, a ticklish tingle ran in both of their skin. Akin to tease her more, he continued with his feathery touch on her waist and thighs and she crimped with loud moans of his name, fueling his desires and yearning for more. The world around them started to disappear, when suddenly with a fogged brain he felt her shiver followed by a hiss and whine stopped his moving hands and alarmed his heart.

"Naina...Kya hua jaan...",his reaction was so instant and extreme. More than quickly he reached to look into her eyes, cupped her face and asked restlessly, but suddenly himself realized something and his lips curved in 'oohh' exclamation of understanding. It was because just then he had teased her core. " It means she is still sore", realization dawned on him and someone from his heart rebuked him,"still... What do you mean by this... It's a matter of just some hours, you idiot..."

"Just some hours...",he mumbled realizing something,"means.. it's just some hours and here I am again ready to... Ohh god... Really an absolute idiot I am... It's time for her care... Not to double her misery...", this time he reprimanded himself and first with a deep breath calmed himself and then peered on her face.

Naina curled up in his arms more. Her eyes opened half with an extreme diluted sensation of need and with a frown she was looking at him as if trying to find out the storm brewing in his heart. He gently rested his head on hers and mumbled an apology,"sorry jaan..."

"Sorry...",she whispered to herself, something understood something not, but holdings him quickly murmured," mai thik hu bilkul... Kuch bhi to nhi hua... Fr aap q..."

"Sorry sweetu... Mujhe naa... raat ko hi tumhe thik se puchhna chahiye tha, btana bhi chahiye tha... Bhut pain hoga naa... Nainu, if you want, you can take medicine dear... Mujhe tumhe pehle hi samjhana chahiye tha... Tumhe toh shayad andaza bhi nhi hoga ki... ",his mortification came out more like a blabber.

Naina looked at him all exasperated, shook her head in disapproval and tried to hush him too, but he was all lost in his own notions. She softly caressed his arms and shoulders and said,"aisa nhi hai... Sach me itna pain nhi hai... Ummmm... Wo... I mean raat ko ek pal ko hua tha, lekin ab nhi hai... Bas.... Bas... Thoda... ",She paused for a moment, hesitant, blushed, not knowing how to describe that non existent pain that followed by an incomprehensible pleasure in night and had already been reduced in just a burning like sensation now. She bit her lips, gulped a big lump of nervousness and again said,"sameer... Sachhi bilkul pain nhi hai... Raat ko hua tha thoda... Lekin fr... Fr.... Aap q itna paresan ho rahe hai... Agar aap kuch btate bhi to mai mna kar deti sunne se, qki... Qki...",she again paused to arrange her words, when his reaction came as instant,"qki...."

"Qki mujhe kuch jaanna nhi tha... I just... Mai bas mahsus karna chahti thi... Aur jo bhi maine feel kiya wo... Wo... (gosh, if that pain was indescribable then that euphoric pleasure was completely out of world. How can I...)",she stopped and thought, but thankfully this time he understood her dilemma somehow and said wrapping her in his arms mumbling,"jaisa tumne feel kiya naa Nainu... Maine bhi bilkul waisa hi... Naina... I love you jaan... Tumne mere liye itna sab kiya..."

"Aapke liye...",she chuckled, finally on peace seeing him calmed and said pinching his nosetip gently,"aapke liye nhi buddhu, Hamare liye... Coz, I love you too... Bhut sara..",she added with a wide smile making him smile too and then asked,"ab mai jau... Kafi der ho gyi naa... "

"Hmm.. chalo... Take a long warm shower.. you will feel better...",he too got up with her thinking to help her, but she immediately hold his hands and said," arey.. I am fine... Aap thodi der aur rest kar sakte hai..."

Sameer thought of the proposed idea for a moment, but instantly denied and got up with her, but suddenly she inhaled sharply and sat back on her knees.

"Kya hua Naina... Pain hua naa...", perplexed he asked.

Naina lowered her eyes and shook her head in no, but her cheeks flooded with colours.

It's just then she realized that the shirt she wore, was just till her mid thighs and legs were all bare and now she was probably in the biggest dilemma of her life. One side it was almost impossible to go in the room in the broad daylight walking in the long balcony and other side his presence and perplexed questions making it more difficult. She was hell nervous, shrugged one shoulder in tension and pulled the collar and hems of shirt, might be unknowingly, but he noticed her flushed cheeks and the way she kept tugging her shirt and understood too.

The frown of his forehead changed into a teasing smirk on his lips instantly. Sameer could never leave a chance to tease her. He crooked his eyes and said being innocent,"kya hua jaan... Chalo naa... Tumhe der ho rahi hai naa..."

"Aise kaise jau... Balcony me... Hai hum... Windows bhi... ",She tried but couldn't say anything more than a cliche blabber.

Now again a realization dawned on him. Yes, they were in balcony, though this part was secured and properly covered, but she had to cross the long way that was covered with glass walls and windows. "Oh no... What if someone see her... No, no, no...",he muttered a curse to himself for being so goofy and not understanding her problem, but now tried to solve her dilemma. And thinking something, he stood up, went in the room and brought her a over all gown and asked,"Don't worry sweetu... Ye pehno fr chalo..." Though he wanted to pick her up in arms, but those glass walls could be a problem in this also, so just went and brought her a nightie.

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As the hot droplets touched her skin, a sigh of relief escaped from her lips. Just like his words, warm water relaxed her muscles somewhat, but this relief was only for some moments. As soon as she lathered herself with foam and rubbed herself, every moment of night came vivid in her eyes. The warm water thankfully created a fog that blurred the mirror of washroom, but she saw herself in that hazy glass crystal clear. The way he touched her, he kissed her and most importantly the way they fitted into each other was new but very familiar. He was already there in her every heartbeat, but after that night, they mingled into each other just like.... Like a fragrance in breeze, a gamut to its rhythm or a river in ocean, they were destined to be one and just like that they became one. She gasped thinking him all the time or may be herself this time.

That night was destined and not seemed strange, but the way she responded to his every touch, the way he evoked so many sensations in her body... That was so new, extremely unknown to her. She never knew the places on her body could be this sensitive, but that's what she felt the whole last night, the incredible indescribable pleasure.

"Ummhh...",she moaned softly when water touched her core. Only one touch was culprit of tightening the coil in her lower belly. The water felt hotter by now as every nerve inside burned or rushed to wrap around the coil. The warm water soothed the burning sensation, but evoked so much others. Suddenly she started to feel like go in his arms badly. She bit her lower lip remembering the way he kissed her first time, softly nibbling and sipping up the moisture. She smiled thinking how she didn't respond at all in start as not knew exactly how, but then it happened.. as if her body, her soul understood the need of the moment at own. "He is so sweet...", it was strange but felt like his taste lingered to her lips till now and she mumbled sucking her own lips like wanna taste him once more.

The long shower actually became longer and here he longed for her. There she somehow collected her thoughts and started to dry herself and here his heart yearned for her. She closed the hooks of her blouse wondering why suddenly he asked her to dress up in a saree and outside he was dying to see her exactly in the saree she wore for the first time after marriage. That day he was sneakily peeking at her but now whole heartedly waiting for her right on the door of dresser. She tied the strings of her underskirt and blushed to the roots, but pulled it little lower remembering his fascination about her navel and tiny waist. Poor baby didn't know what was waiting for her outside and stepped out slowly with abruptly wrapped saree.

His heart rammed in rib cage while dazzled eyes glittered with sparks seeing her coming out, but her heart raced and cheeks flushed seeing him standing near dressing mirror. He had a different glaze in his eyes that time that for once saree seemed slipping out of her palms but quickly she gathered it more closer, more tight and muttered,"aap... Yha.... "

"Haa... Mai... Yha.... aa toh sakta hu naa...",his eyes frozen in her and deep gutteral voice had a different effect that captivated her instantly.

That magical hypnotic effect of his eyes froze her at her place. She couldn't even move a single inch from there, but he moved. He ambled near her, eyes froze on her face, took a round around her and stood behind her. Her eyes lowered, cheeks flustered and fists got tighter on saree. He nuzzled on her nape holding her shoulders and whispered in her ears,"Naina... Ek sapna... Jo us din dekha tha jab tum pehli baar yha... Is tarah... ",His thumbs kept softly caressing the sensitive nerve of shoulders in the meantime.

Something she understood, something she not as he couldn't complete himself, but his eyes told her so much, perhaps everything. She didn't know what his dream was but hummed slowly with a soft smile.

His grin widened and gently he escorted her in front of mirror and mumbled,"saree pehno Naina..."

It was not completely new for her. She had dressed up in front of him before too, but this time the warm glistens of triumph was so abysmal in his eyes that shivered her. Her cheeks flooded with colour and eyelashes veiled the rushing desires in eyes. Her fingers shuddered but slowly she unwrap the saree and started tucking it on her waist. His hot breaths were creating a havoc inside her, seemed like he crawled inside her mind so deep that her every imagination turned wild. He traced down her arms and hold her knuckles like helping her drapping the saree and trailed a line of hot open mouthed kisses on her neckline. She lost all her strength of her knees and leaned or almost collapsed on his chest.

"Saameerr...",a long slow moan escaped from her pink lips that allured him for more.

That saree, from where it all started slowly started to slip from her hands. The fog of haze that he created with his sinfully sweet kisses had blurred her mind completely. She was absolutely not in herself, but he was. He hold the silky fabric before it slipped out completely and said again,"Naina... Saree... Pehno naa jaan...",god knows what was this for, to clear the fog or to thicken it, but his husky deep voice forced her to open her eyes and looked into him.

"Par... Kaise... Mujhe...",she wanted to say but couldn't as his hands moved and pulled out the towel that covered her thick silky manes and hot lips traced the outlines of her face sipping up the tangled drops of water those were still hanging on her hair flicks.

Naina arched her neck giving his more access humming softly, but seemed like he was upto something else and slowly turned her around, cupped her face and said again,"Nainu... Ab pehno saree... I want to help you..."

The poor soul couldn't even say that all the techniques of wearing this piece of 6 yards silk had already fled out of her mind and just looked at him with her big clueless eyes. It's like on a cue that he understood or may be not, but hold a side of saree on her waist and asked her to make pleats. With flabby numb fingers she started to make pleats that he kept holding in his pinch, while other hand was busy in tracing the curve of her waist. Somehow she managed to make pleats and tucked it in. With a long exhale she started to make pleats on shoulders, not very clean but hastily, keen to complete the task or perhaps his sweet tormentation. But this sweet assault didn't come on end even after she pinned up the pleats on shoulder too, but now atleast she could be active participant and not only the victim.

Sameer cupped her face and peppered lots of kisses on every inch of her face. Her breaths were already in mess that now more accelerated, hands stroked the hard bulge of his arms and locked behind neck. She tilted her head like waiting for his intrusion. Her hairs damp, messy, glowing face deprived of any artificial beauty and pink lips parted quivering slowly. It was like the first touch of passion on Eve... Raw but feral and bold. An impulsive spirit of enticing glamour prevailed so deep in her eyes, that glazed her gaze miraculously. A loud groan escaped from the back of his throat and lips softly tasted the sweetness of hers.

It seemed like since the moment they kissed each other for the first time, the only sweet they were kept craving for was themselves only. Her loud whimper in reply of his groan and moving lips gave him permission to invade, while his tongue entered kissing and nipping every warm corner of her mouth... It was all so quick, so warm that no words could describe but only the moans and groans that muffled in the thick air of the room. He grabbed her back, tracing the arch of backbone, teasing her navel sending chills in her spine, while she let her hand traced his neck, shoulders and down his muscular back. In that silent room, their breaths echoed like creating the mist of passion to decorate the walls.

It seemed like after tasting the forbidden fruit once, it was getting difficult for both of them to stay away. The kiss deepened as if their lives depend on it, they both pressed each other in each other melting to became one but then he softened just next moment and excruciatingly prepared himself to pull back. A soft sound of protest immediately emerged from her lips, but cupping her face he whispered peppering kisses on her face," Nainu...us din jab pehli baar... Tumhe ye saree pehente... Dekha tha... Naa... Bhut dil hua ki tumhe satau... Baaho me lekar pyar karu... Thodi si tumhari help karu.. lekin tab toh...", He shrugged his shoulders but she jerked as the haze broken suddenly.

"Haww... Matlab aap... Aap... Aap jaag rahe hote the...",she stammered looking him with wide unbelievable eyes.

"Arey nhi... Matlab haa... Matlab kabhi kabhi.. Matlab mostly..",he stuttered flashing his wide grin.

"Sameer...",she blushed to the roots of her hairs and hide her face in palms then in his chest.

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"Achaa... Ab aap ready ho jaiye... Mai tab tak breakfast ka dekhti hu... Office ke liye der ho jayegi naa...", staying in his arms for a while she softly said and pulled back.

"Office... Nainu dear... Aj mai office nhi jane wala.. chhutti pr hu...", he quickly chipped stroking a hand in his hairs.

Naina stared at him for a really long minute and shook her head in disbelief. He crooked his eyebrows then looked at her narrowing his eyes as if trying to figure out her expressions, but without any word to him she just nodded and paced towards the phone. She picked up the receiver and dialled a number, but before the line get connected, he asked in confusion,"Nainu.. kisko call kar rhi ho..."

"Nanaji ko...",she replied short but not so soft.

"Nanu ko... lekin q...",he was still confused.

"Wo isliye ki ek baar nanaji ne mujhe kha tha ki 'unka Sameer kaam me khud ko bhula deta hai...' toh mai unse ye puchhna chahti hu ki wo kis Sameer ki baat kar rahe the.. qki unka ye Sameer to ek number ka kaamchor hai... Kaam pr jana hi nhi chahta...",she quipped but kept the receiver back and joined her hands on her chest.

"Matlab... Tum meri shikayat karogi...",he asked widening his eyes but like always loved her furious look.

"Aapki harkate hi aisi hai ki ab shikayat karni hi padegi...",she retorted this time hands moved on waist.

"Nainu... Please naa jaan... Aj nhi jana...",he quickly changed his way of persuasion and throw a trap of his charming cuteness and continued crossing his arms around her waist and kept his chin on her shoulders, "please naa janu... Pta hai maine bhut dino se soch ke rakha tha ki jab bhi hum... I mean...",his eyes roamed on her and she blushed, but he added again,"Nainu.. i want to be with you naa... Aj mujhe sara din tumhare pass rehna hai... Tumhe bhi meri yaad aayegi naa... Har kadam pr...",he again teased her but then pursed his lips making the most innocent face.

For once it seemed that his idea shot the aim as she matched the colours of strawberries but before he could celebrate his victory, she gathered herself, swatted his arms around her waist and said,"ji nhi... Bilkul bhi nhi... Kal Nisha di ne kha tha naa ki bhut important meeting hai... Isliye koi excuses nhi... Just go and get ready..."

"Ouchh...",he yelped holding his arms, but seeing her ferocious wifey, twisted his mouth and said sulking,"haa jata hu... Aj Nisha di ki bhi khabar lunga... Meri PA hai ya tumhari... Kal unke saath milkar hi ye sab plan kiya naa... Janta hu mai...",he turned blabbering loud and continued,"kaisi biwi mili hai... Dhakke de de kar ghar se nikalti hai..."

"Haa, bhut kharaaab.....", Naina turned to reply but suddenly her voice dropped and she shuddered with a loud inhale.

"Kya hua Naina...", He immediately reached her seeing her bewilderedly looking at himself and asked restlessly.

"Aap... Aapki peeth pr ye... Itne nishan... Ye maine... Aapko to bhut pain hoga naa..",just then she realized or saw those deep red and bluish scratches of her nails on his back and instantly her eyes pooled up with warm water feeling his pain.

"Meri peeth pr...",for once he got confused, but then realized what she was talking about and tried to look on his back. But of course couldn't, then suddenly her misty voice caught his attention and he paced towards her, cupped her face and said,"arey... Bas bas bas... Bilkul bhi nhi... Ek bhi aansu nhi aana chahiye... Koi pain nhi hai... Kuch nhi hua mujhe...", He tried to clear her worries.

"Lekin wo nishan... Sorry, maine wo...",she was not at all convinced and said looking at her nails this time.

"Ye nishan... Ye toh meri pyari si biwi ke pyar ka pehla tohfa hai... ",He nuzzled on her nose and continued,"aur pta hai kya... Ye meetha meetha sa dard hai naa, ye har pal yaad dilayega ki hum kitne karib the aur mai har waqt is ehsaas se ghira rahunha ki meri biwi mujhe kitna chahti hai...", his voice dropped agonizingly low and raspy and slowly he leaned looking at her lips deeply. But before he could taste her once again, she kept her palm on his lips somehow coming in her senses and retorted back,"ji... Samajh gyi... Bhut ache se... Ab aap ready hone jayenge..."

"Hmm... Jata hu... Jata hu...", he twisted his mouth and muttered.

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"Naina.... Naina... Kha ho...",he just came out of washroom and hailed her name loudly.

"Aa rahi hu...",her sound came before she appeared and just in two minutes.

"Nainu... Kha gyi thi tum... Aur Ye jacket q nikali hai... Office hi to jana hai, koi party to hai nhi... aur ye to meri hai bhi nhi...",he started as soon as she came in sight.

"mai to balcony me thi... Clean kar rhi thi...",she said but blushed herself remembering the messy evidences they left back. Her thrown away saree and other cloths, scattered pieces of broken bangles and the creases of the bedsheet, everything made their heated moments vivid in her eyes and her gaze darkened. Somehow with shivering hands she had done with cleaning, but her every nerve was rioting for him and just then he hailed. She came running wanted to crush herself in his arms, but just in a moment controlled herself knowing his possible extreme reaction and slowly replied, but he interestingly looked at changing colors of her face and his smile said that he was surely in for some kind of mischief, when she looked at the jacket he was asking for and she moved towards that.

"Ye jacket...",she smiled and lifted that jacket and slowly slipped on his arms like any other day and caressed it on shoulders to remove any crease, while he cooperated but stared at her confused too. Then she replied softly,"ye suit maine order kiya tha aapke liye... Wo us din munna bhaiya ke yha gye the naa... Wha swati ne ek book dikhayi thi.. uske kisi friend ke boutique ki thi... Toh maine bhi aapke liye order kar di... Kal hi aayi ready hokar... Yha isliye rakhi thi ki aap pehen kar check kar lijiye fitting wagerah... Kuch change toh nhi karwana....", she replied taking a round around him and carefully stroking the jacket and checking for any misfitting,"waise mujhe to fitting thik lag rahi hai... Aap btaiye kaisi lagi... Achi hai naa... Aur comfortable...",a star of satisfactory admiration glittered in her eyes for her charming husband and she asked too.

He looked at her beaming smile and then in mirror. A royal blue jacket, must be a part of a tuxedo suit, with black silk shawl collar, a bit different but classy and elegant. He caressed it over arms and abs, marvellous fitting and comfortable fabric. It was an astheticaly  pleasant surprise from her. A soft smile took place on his lips instantly bit suddenly realized something and asked,"Naina... Sirf mere liye q liya... Apne liye q nhi..."

"Arey... Itne kapde to hai mere pass... Aur mujhe to abhi kahi jana bhi nhi aisa... To fr q... Aap btaiye naa...aapko pasand aaya naa",she softly replied.

"Haa... Pasand to aaya.. bhut hi acha hai... Ekdum perfect...lekin...",he liked the suit but felt a bit unsettled that she hadn't bought anything for herself.

"Uhu... Lekin wekin kuch nhi... Aap naa jab wo award lene jaoge naa to yhi pehnna... Isiliye banwaya hai... Waise kab hoga wo function aur kha...",she immediately brushed away his apprehensions and chirped sweetly, but suddenly her question turned a bit meaningful.

"Aaann... Wo function... Haa, pta nhi... Abhi date nhi aayi...",he replied looking everywhere but in her eyes and something flicked in those orbs, that was completely missed by him.

She immediately turned around and started to leave the room and said to him a little hastily,"thik hai... Aap change karke aa jaiye...mai breakfast lagwati hu..."

Though he hummed in reply but something alarmed him instantly. "Did I just hear a gloom or it was fury...",he couldn't know but deep down something made him unsettled. A rare palpitation of anxiety grew his heartbeats and with a jerk he turned and looked at her retreating figure but couldn't see or guess anything.

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It was not a shock, but a caution of something that was earlier missed but his every pore stood alert seeing her missing and breakfast served by Kanchan di. The next jolt was the dishes, those were served. "Alu parathe... Gajar halwa...",he mumbled and recalled the moment when he asked her to make gajar halwa some time back, she smiled and said,"thik hai.. bna dungi... Lekin Wo to special hai naa... Kisi special mauke pr bnaungi...."

"Naina ne kha tha ki special mauke pr bnaungi... Matlab aj kuch special hai... Mai kuch bhul to nhi gya... Uska birthday... ummm",he again mumbled and scratch his head to recollect any forgotten moment,"yaar uska birthday to April me aayega... Fr kya hai aj... kahi kal raat ke liye...",he again tried to decipher the code and suddenly grinned proudly on himself as thought that finally crack the nut.

"Lekin ye Naina hai kha...",he was again agitated seeing Kanchan di bringing his coffee and asked Kanchan di this time,"di... Naina kha hai..."

"Naina bahu toh...",she was about to reply when suddenly Naina appeared from the kitchen and asked Kanchan di to go.

"Naina...",he sighed seeing her and said,"yaar... Kha thi tum... Pta hai naa tumhare bina nhi khaunga mai...",he hold her hand and tried to make her sit on chair beside.

Though she obeyed the pull but said softly or may be dryily,"aj toh aapko akele hi khana hoga... Aj mai nhi khaungi aapke saath..."

"Ouchh...",he flinched, but nothing harmed him, just her words or may be that dry empty voice alarmed him. She looked at him, just for a moment and lowered her eyes. He couldn't guess what but something was terribly wrong with her and he could sense it. Her voice came with an strange touch of fury. She was definitely angry but something else was also there.

"Naina... Tum mazak kar rhi ho naa... Kya hua hai... Kuch galti huyi kya mujhse...",he tried his luck once more and asked softly, but restlessness grew gradually inside him.

"Nhi... kuch nhi hua... Bas Mai abhi tak puja nhi kar payi toh kha nhi sakti aapke saath... Aap kha lijiye, mai jati hu puja karne...",she replied slowly but that touch of rage was still there.

"No.. this is not normal... She is behaving extremely abnormal, extremely unfamiliar...", someone alerted him from inside and anxious at his best he looked at her and asked holding her hand, while she was already stood up to leave for puja room,"Naina... Idhar dekho... Come on look at me jaan...",he asked but seeing her still abdament, hooked his finger under her chin and tried to make her look up to himself, but stubbornly enough she was still kept her eyes lowered.

"Naina, tum jhut bol rahi ho... Mazaak kar rahi ho naa...",he still somehow kept holding the patience and hope.

"Mai jhut nhi bolti...",she replied instantly and lifted her lashes, looked at him but just for a moment and added again,"atleast aapse to nhi..."

No, it was not shock, but hell a lot more than that. This was just a term, but there his whole world was coming down changing its colors. "No, this is absolutely not her style.. she was never this arrogant...",he thought and dig the depths of his brain to find the missing piece of her mysterious puzzle like behavior. His eyes restlessly checked the dates on calendar, doing a mental calculation of her monthly mood swing, but came back disappointed, as for that still had some time.

"Naina... Please suno naa jaan... Btao naa kya baat hai... ",She was walking slowly for puja room, and he tried to stop her once more, but despite of any reply she kept moving without paying him a glance even. "Thik hai.. mat btao... Mere saath breakfast bhi mat karo, fr mai bhi nhi khaunga... Bhukha chala jaunga...",he said like knew that it was his last trump card and she would never bear this, but whatever happened next, that was enough to shook him. 

Naina turned a little, looked at him and then called Kanchan di and said to her,"di, aap table clear kar dijiye.. mai puja karne jaa rahi hu... "

Sameer was shackled. Deep inside he could feel the warmth till now, even in her anger or whatever it was, but this. He was restless, anxious and somewhere a bit annoyed too but now he felt himself disappointed. He himself didn't know, how and when, but in the very moment felt a rage seeping slowly in his veins. Her nonchalance left his insides boiling and seething but oblivious to this even she entered in puja room. At that moment he wanted nothing but crash loudly every single thing of house, but just in next, stomped his foot on ground and left murmuring something audible or perhaps not audible. Naina heard the starting sound of engine, peered from the corner of her eyes and let out a long sigh and smiled, though a bit misty but this was still a smile.

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"Oh God... What the hell I am doing...", Sameer hadn't cross the lane even and his heart thrashed him. Already his every nerve was protesting and now heart also started to rebuke. He closed his eyes and tried to think everything once more calmly this time. He knew that she was angry, but then why sounded that disappointed and hurt. Suddenly his eyes opened with a flash. "Yes, she was hurt... Yes i saw disappointment in her eyes... But why...",though she lifted her eyes just for a moment and then he missed but now his eyes flew opened remembering that one moment.

"Shit...", muttering loudly he smacked his forehead and mumbled again,"yaar... kuch toh hua hai... kuch toh chhut rha hai... usne mera favorite breakfast bnaya... aur aj college... Naina college q nhi gayi...",he again tried to think but failed miserably this time too and muttered again,"jo bhi ho... for the first time she is angry... And i am leaving like this... God.. mujhe wha hona chahiye... Use mnana to chahiye tha... Ohh, Sameer.. how can you act so idiotic...", He thrashed himself and now said loudly,"Kamal... Wapas Chalo ghar... Jaldi..."

It was no more than 15 to 20 minutes, when again the screeching sound of engine echoed in the porch of that big white mansion and he plopped out of the vehicle hastily. "Naina kha hai...",he checked in the puja room but it was empty and then asked Radhe, who was probably going in the kitchen.

"Bhabhiji toh upar kamre me hai...", Radhe jerked looking him around so soon but then replied.

"Naina...",he sighed her name and quickly moved to the stairs and reached in the room climbing two at a time.

"Kahi ro toh nhi rahi hogi... Haa, shayad...", Arguing to himself he entered and roamed his eyes in the empty room. Not her but the deep blue bag kept on the bed caught his attention instantly.

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"Naina...",his heart shuddered and unbelievably he looked at her coming out of dressing room with some dresses and arranged in that bag.

Something or someone shattered inside him. Just a moment and something flipped inside him. He heard an inaudible 'click' like sound that seemed like of broken stiches of a badly torn cloth, but then it pained. It pained like hell. An anguish suffering that rushed inside him like blood and he shuddered. He shattered and his heart gasped struggling for breath.

"Naina...", somehow he muttered and he paced towards her.

It's her time to sttuter now. "Aap...",she looked at him in disbelief and knowingly or perhaps unknowingly her lips softly curved in a smile. But his own pangs of conscience kept him busy that neither he could see that smile nor that spreaded calm on her face that was a reason of her natural glow.

"Aap...",she wanted to but before she could say anything, he hold her by arms and said,"Naina... Naina, tum mujhe... Mujhe chhod ke... Please nhi... Nhi... Naina, mai... Mai nhi ji... Naina, I am sorry... Very sorry... Jo bhi galti... Huyi... Please maaf kar do... Please mat jao...", He blabbered some audible some barely audible, but his choked voice and pooled eyes alarmed her.

Naina gaped at him, cupped his face and shook her head in no vigorously, his hazy state didn't allow him to come out of the agony he was going through and he hold her hands tight in his palm and next moment again mumbled crushing her in his arms,"mai bhut kharab hu... Bhut bura hu... Sab... Sab chale gye..."

"Please.. meri baat suniye...",she kept saying in between but nonchalant to this he kept murmuring like living in some different world,"sab chale jate hai mujhse dur... Mai bhut kharab hu... Papa, mummy, nani aur ab nanu bhi yha nhi... Tum mat jao Naina... Mai kaise rahunga... Kiske sahare...",he knew or maybe not, but his eyes too spilled the pain.

"Sameer... Sameer...",she jolted him holding his shoulders and yelled a little loudly to bring him back from his haze and wrapped him in her arms instantly. He looked at her, she cupped his face, thumbs softly wiped the wetness of the cheeks and she said loving like always,"mai kahi nhi jaa rahi... Kahi bhi nhi, kabhi bhi nhi...", somewhere he believed, but still stared her disbelievably and she said again embracing him and softly stroking his hairs, like assured again,"aapki kasam... Kahi nhi jaa rahi mai...", He sighed like believing her words and tightened his arms around her.

Though he believed, but asked again next moment,"lekin ye bag... Aur tum mujhse gussa bhi thi naa... Mere saath breakfast bhi nhi kiya... Aur college q nhi gyi... ", He had a long list of questions.

"Aap baithiye pehle aram se...", saying softly she mare him sit and then moved towards the side drawers of bed.

Sameer silently looked at her pulling out an envelope from the drawer and then she extended her hand to him and said,"aapke har sawal ka jwab hai isme... Dekhiye ise..."

He opened the envelope and went through the slipped papers from it. His eyes widened next moment. It didn't take him another moment to understand her wierd behavior this morning or now packing the bags. "Naina... Ye... Ye toh...",he stammered, and it was now completed by her,"aapne baat chhupayi naa mujhse... Aur subah jhut bhi bola...", She sulked and puffed her mouth dramatically.

"So sorry jaan... Lekin tumhare college the toh...", sighing he replied, though those pouted plush lips were so alluring but this time, a wrong move could be injurious for his health.

"Maine kitni baar kha hai ki aapse jyada important kuch bhi nhi...",she retorted.

"Bas isiliye nhi btaya... Janta tha ki yhi hoga... Lekin mere liye bhi tumse jyada important toh kuch nhi... Aur fr college pura karna dream hai tumhara...",he countered.

"Dream... Aapko ye award lete huye dekhna bhi dream hai mera... Aur fr kaun sa do din ke liye Bombay jane se mai fail ho jaungi...",She was ready with another reply.

"Naina... ",He started to lose and immediately she grabbed the moment,"bas ab aur kuch nhi... bookings ho chuki hai aur almost packing bhi... Sham 4 baje ki flight hai, isliye aap jaldi se office se meeting khatam karke aaiye... Fr chalenge...",he didn't know what to say. Ofcourse he could see that all the arrangements were done.

God knows when actually she did all these, but their flights and hotel along with a signed copy of his agreement letter. God only knows when she made him sign those, ohh yeah... Ofcourse.. just previous day she asked him to sign some papers related to her college. He slapped his forehead and mumbled,"nanu thik kahte the... Koi paper bina padhe sign nhi karna chahiye...",but just one day and she already done with everything arranged so good, he marvelled on her abilities once again.

"Please maan jaiye... Dekhiye ye sirf aapki nhi balki aapke har employee ki mehnat aur hard work ka nateeja hai... Sirf aapki nhi sabki kamyabi hai... Aise mna karenge to sabko bura lagega... please, samajhiye naa..."she softly tried to make him understand, while he amused again on her maturity of thinking like a leading lady of a company.

"Last year ka last week hai college me... Jyada koi aata bhi nhi... Lectures bhi utne nhi lagte... Mera kuch miss nhi hoga, I promise... Ummm, acha honeymoon samajh kar hi le chaliye... Pehli anniversary mnayi thi, dusri nhi manani kya...",she wrapped herself in his embrace and tried to flatter him this time, seeing him so silent, but when he was already flat, absolutely no need to convince him, but of course the words honeymoon and anniversary enticed and excited him for the trip at some extent.

"Bas, isliye mujhe khali pet bhej diya...", suddenly his stomach growled and now it's his time to sulk.

"haa, toh aapne jhut q bola... itni punishment to banti hai naa...",she quipped, but then added softly,"Waise to malum tha ki aap mujhe chhod kr nhi jayenge lekin fr bhi, for a safe side, Aapka breakfast already Kamal bhaiya ko pack karke de diya tha..."

"Sorry baba... Very sorry... Kasam se ab kabhi kuch nhi chhupaunga aur jhut bhi nhi bolunga...",he hold his ears and mumbled along,"kya Sherlock Holmes jaisi biwi mili hai... Isse kuch chhupta hi nhi...",he mumbled but then himself chuckled and pulled her for a hug again.

"Sameer... ", Suddenly she remembered something and said and he only hummed in response and she continued slowly and softly,"I am sorry... Mujhe..."

Though she said, but she was so low that he missed and asked,"hm.. kya..."

Naina exhaled and said,"I love you so much... Mai aapko chhod ke kabhi bhi, kahi bhi nhi jaungi... Sameer, Maine kabhi kha nhi, lekin aap zindagi hain meri... Aapse dur kaise jaungi... Dekhiye, Maine apne kismat ki har lakir me aapka naam likha hai... Aapse alag toh ab bhagwanji bhi nhi kar sakte mujhe...",she was soft but firm and pulling back from his embrace showed him her mehendi clad palms, that was filled with his name.

Sameer hold her hand and kissed her palms and whispered in her ears pulling her in again,"mai janta hu..."

Though she wanted to say sorry, but couldn't decide that she should make him remember that agony once again or not, as knew that it was a haze and then decided to show her love instead of any pain. But of course his condition shackled her, jolted her, shattered her. Seemed like in those all days when he was busy in filling her heart with confidence and love, his own heart left deprived of it. Somewhere, she cursed herself doing this to him and felt herself failed miserably as a wife as failed to see the drippping wounds of his husband's heart and being a reason to freshen up the pain, though unknowingly, but then next moment closed her eyes firmly deciding to fill those old drippping wounds of his heart.

"Aapko der ho jayegi...", staying in his arms suddenly she realized the time and muttered against his chest.

"Hmm... Lekin pehle kuch meetha...",he replied whispering and she looked at him, probably gearing up to rush in kitchen, but next moment moaned softly as his warm lips closed over her soft ones and moved agonizingly slow but burning her insides even.

Happy anniversary to my story...

Pr wo toh kuch din pehle chali gyi... Sorry, us din update nhi kar payi... Thodi busy thi... So sorry to you all...

But, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO MY LOVELY READERS AND THIS STORY, THIS IS REALLY VERY CLOSE TO MY HEART... ❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰

'YUDKBH' Is show ne bhut kuch diya hai mujhe... Sabse important, apni imaginations ko words dena, aur fr ye Wattpad...

Fr is Wattpad ne bhut sare pyare pyare dost, jo ab zindagi ka hissa ban gaye hai...

Aisa hi ek thoda uljha sa, thoda suljha sa, kabhi bikhra bikhra aur kabhi sabse strong sa rishta ban gya hai aap sabki pyari aur meri bewakoof aur melodramatic drama queen😈🤭🙄🥴🥴🥴 Jyoti ka...

So,ms. solemnly_sarcastic, this chapter I am dedicating to you, coz it's one year, jab us cyclone me udti huyi tu mujhe mili thi... Exactly one year dear❤️❤️❤️❤️... HAPPY ANNIVERSARY....

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