"Having you in my arms, is the best tranquilizer for me."

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'My phone??', Gauri was dumbfounded.

'Yes ma'am', Bhavya looked down, fidgeting with the end of Gauri's saree.

'But-', Gauri was stopped by Bhavya's hesitant voice, 'Master has given the workers only walkey-talkies to stay connected to each other and Dandi sir only has a mobile. Other guys also are given phones only when they set out for hunting girls..'

'I didn't mean that', Gauri hurriedly cut in, ' I mean, to whom the hell you want to talk??'

Bhavya's cheeks flushed pink and she started gasping like a fish in water, tying knots at the end of Gauri's saree.

'Rudra.'

Gauri jumped up in excitement, 'Ru!! Seriously?? Wow!!', she held both of her hands and spun themselves round.

Nudging Bhavya's shoulder, Gauri asked teasingly, 'So, falling for the immature drama queen, huh??', she smirked.

Grinning like an idiot with her pink cheeks, Bhavya nudged her, 'Now let's go ma'am, master is waiting.'

'Master?', Gauri raised a brow, 'Start calling him brother in-law, okay??'

Both the ladies giggled while stepping down the staircase.

Sitting angularly to Omkara, Gauri looked up at him. He was observing her slightly exposed skin with scrutinizing eyes, squinting his eyebrows.

'The makeup has done its work way too well', his calm voice was tinged in teasing.

'Don't just thank the makeup, Bhavya has also her share of excellency', Gauri smiled widely at Bhavya.

'Thank you ma'am', Bhavya bowed.

Soon the cook arrived with trays of different foods, their breakfast.

*****

Gauri was combing her hair sitting before the large mirror. She was busy in uncoiling a tangle when she felt two arms snaking around her waist and a nose getting pressed at the small of her back.

'Omkaraji! Did you eat properly in the dinner meeting?', Gauri heaved a sigh of relief when she finally untangled her hair.

'Yes Jaan, how was your day?', Omkara snuggled closer.

'I uh.. Just how your days go with books only', she pressed her lips in a thin line, how am I supposed to tell him that I had to listen to the cute, romantic, and.. dirty talks between Ru and Bhavya and that too while pretending to read.

'Any problem Jaan?', he was now nuzzling her waist, his hands beneath her crème coloured silk lacy nightwear, drawing faint circles at her inner thighs, butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

'No, Omkaraji.', she tried her best to keep her voice normal and quiet.

Omkara got up from his kneeling position and with one swift motion, he picked her up in bridal style, spinning her around.

'Omkaraji!!', she squealed, clinging to his neck for dear life.

He put her down on her feet, and guided her hands towards his t shirt. Burning like a tomato, Gauri pulled open his t shirt, looking at her feet when he threw the t shirt away.

He stepped closer to her, and she stepped back. He continued to step forward until the back of her knee hit the edge of the bed and she fell on the mattress upon her back. He landed near her face, his hands at her sides on the bed, caging her. She inched back on the bed, smiling shyly as he got up on the bed and crawled towards her, smirking like a predator.

Her back hit the bedpost, causing her to stop, and his lips landed straight on her collarbone, sucking it. She ran her hands in his hair, slightly fisting them as she gasped shallow breaths, 'Omkaraji..'

He pulled her beneath him and depressing the noodle straps of her nightwear, he exposed her bosoms, his callous fingers pressing and moulding them and his teeth grazed her throat.

Her hands started roaming softly on his torso, melting him into a puddle of water, as he sighed softly against her neck.

'Jaan.. Don't leave me alone.. I will die'

Gauri blinked rapidly. Is he in his sense?? He and me? Together for eternity?? Well, I would love to be his forever, but does the psycho want the same?

Her distraction broke as he got down from her cuddling her to himself, and started nuzzling her neck, whispering,
'Good night Jaan'

'Good night, Omkaraji.'

They slept cuddled in each other.

***** 3 months later *****

Gauri rushed in the bathroom and poured her guts out in the basin.

'What's happening to me?? This is the fifth day since this happening with me every morning. And wait. My periods! I'm late, by almost fifteen days..', Gauri came out, mumbling to herself.

'Ma'am! Are you alright??', Bhavya asked.

'I guess I'm not. Bhavya, can you please arrange a pregnancy kit for me? But please, don't let anyone else know. If confirmed, I'll inform Omkaraji.'

'But ma'am, if its positive, will you not tell him? He video calls you everyday..'

'No Bhavya. When he will come back the day after tomorrow, I will give him a 'welcome back home' surprise!!', Gauri beamed widely.

Next morning, Gauri held the test kit in her shaking fingers. Fifteen minutes of waiting seemed fifteen ages to her. Finally, the small screen showed result.

Opening the door, Gauri stepped out of the bathroom in shaky legs.

'What happened??', an appalled Bhavya asked.

Tears rolled down from Gauri's cheeks as she tried to muffle her emotion and croaked,

'Two lines of pink. I'm pregnant.'

Our Omki is gonna dance wildly when he would come back and hear this fab news from his wife!!

Sorry girls for breaking your heart, now our Omki is soon going to be a DaddyKara..

Happy reading!
With love,
Sarani.