Re-cap:- RM engagement..the long phone convo..Muskaan's song...No life without Wife.
PART 4
All three of them slept peacefully.
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Muskaan was sitting on the bed flipping the new edition of some fashion magazine. She was deeply engrossed in it. Thats when Rahul entered the room. He was in light blue jeans and a plain white shirt.
"Tum aagaye finally! Pata hai main tumhara kabse wait kar rahe hun..time dekho time.." Muskaan said angrily and she again looked deep into her magazine.
But Rahul gave no reaction. He smiled and simply walked to where she was sitting. He pushed her a lillte and sat down next to her..Still smiling.
"Kya hai tumhe? Dur hato.." She pushed him a bit.
But he was in a romantic mood. He pushed her down. He came close to her and put her hair back. He came even close and was going to kiss her. Muskaan had a horrified expression on her face. He kissed her fore -head then her nose and then ....she screamed..like she never did before..
"Hato dur..Rahul..Rahul..Rahul" thats what she mumbled for a minute...
Sonia and Radhika who were in the room packing got scared and came close to her. They woke her up. She was sweating with prespiration. She took deep breaths and tucked her hair back..
"Main Rahul ko bulan?" Radhika said almost at the door.
"Nah..nahin.." Muskaan said choking.
"Radhika please paani leke aao.." Sonia ordered.
Radhika rushed to the kitchen and came back with a glass. After a few mins when Muskaan was a little okay..they asked her.
"Muskaan koi daravna sapna dekha tumne?" Sonia asked concerned.
"Rahul ko kuch hua?" Radhika asked.
"Nahin..usse bhi bura!!" Muskaan said.
Sonia and Radhika looked at each other.
"Woh..gadha Rahul...aur mere shaadi hogaye thi..aur main..bed par bethe thi..aur phir wo aaya..aur..aur..usne mujhe kiss karne ki koshish ki." She replied as if it was the scariest dream ever.
Both them sighed. They went back to packing.
"Tum log to aise behave kar rahe ho..jaise kuch bhi nahin huya hai??" She said unbelievingly.
"Kiss hi to kar raha tha na..?" Radhika said.
"Kiss??? Radhika!! Sonia tum samjhao usse.."
"Muskaan..usne kya galat bola hai..when your married..to woh kuch bhi kar sakta hai.." said Sonia.
"Kiss is nothing.." Radhika said seducingly and smiling.
Muskaan was gonna puke. Sonia gave her some water.
"Yeh to maine socha hi nahin..aur main to aiewayee khush ho rahe thi.." Muskaan said thinking something.
"Hmm.." They said confused.
"Iska matlab hai..ke shaadi ke baad..hum ek kamra..ek bed..ek bathroom..ek cupboard..sab share karenege..no ways...!!!" She put her face in her hands and lied down.
"Dont worry...Hum Rahul se kahenge ke woh ek aur cupboard leke aa jaye. Happy?" Sonia said jokingly.
"Tumhe mazak kaise suj sakta hai..main itni serious hun.." Muskaan added.
"Muskaan just relax..tum itna kyun ghabra rahi ho..woh bhi abhi se hi?" Radhika said.
Muskaan looked here and there and lied down on the pillow and sighed.
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They all reached the airport. Sonia Radhika and Armaan were in the same flight. It was a Mumbai via Delhi flight. At the airport Muskaan was seeing of her friends , while Rahul was there for Armaan. Rahul and Muskaan were to leave later on. After they departed..
"Im hungry..kahin bahar chale?" Rahul said.
"Tumhare saath? Never?" replied Muskaan.
"Hun? Ye tumhe achanak kya huya?" he asked.
"Main ab bacchi nahin hun..sab samajhti hun..ke tum mujhse shaadi karke kya chahte ho.."
"What?"
"Chii..mujhe to kehte huye bhi sharam aa rahi hai..tum bas mujhse dur raho.." She took a few steps away.
"Muskaan are you mad?" He said pulling her arm.
"Mera haath chodo..Rahul.." She pushed him away.
"Tum ekdum bachon jaise kyun behave kar rahe ho..hum airport pe hai..tumhare ghar par nahin.."
They both argued till they reached the car.
"Ab batao..whats your problem?"
" Main bas yeh kehna chati hun..ke tum mujhse thoda dur raho." She took two steps back.
"Mujhe koi shauk bhi nahin hai..tumhare paas aane ka."
"Main taxi leke ghar jaungi..par tumhare saath nahin aayungi."
"Do as you wish!"
Muskaan walked towards the taxi stand muttering to herself when she realised that she forgot her wallet at home. She didnt bring any money. Rahul sat in the car and started driving. He started blowing the horn for her to move. She angrily muttered again and went to him , opened the door and sat in the seat grumbling.
He was wearing those huge sexy goggles. He removed them.
"Tum to taxi main jaane waali thi na?" he grinned.
"Mujhe tumhara khyal rakhna hai..maine mummyji se promise kiya hai." She replied with a straight face.
"What a wonderful excuse..ab apki permission ho to chale?"
"Ye gaadi chori ki hai?"
"Nahin kyun?"
"To tumhe jo karna hai karo..mujhse kyun puch rahe ho?"
"Tumhara attitude na! God!" He drove off.
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Almost a week had passed. It was Muskaan's turn to be blind-folded. There was a huge crowd of almost ten all of her cousins who were visiting her house for the Lohri function the next day. It was a chirpy morning time and all of them were playing the blind-folding game.
"Tumhe kuch dikh raha hai Muskaan?"
"Oyye..Ankhon pe pati bandoge to kaise dikhega."
They turned her a full circle and pushed her in to the centre. Everybody was running around not to get caught. All giggled..which actually helped Muskaan. But it turned out to be useless. She wasnt able to catch anybody for full five minutes. She was frustrated and irritated.
"Abey yaar..tum sab na..cheating kar rahe ho. zor ka chanta marunge.." She mumbled.
At that minute Rahul entered. All were suprised and extremely happy to see him. He was gonna say something when Atul went and closed his mouth. He pointed towards Muskaan..who was struggling to catch somebody. Rahul saw and moved away in order to not get caught. But Atul and all their cousins stood behind him and pushed him on Muskaan. Muskaan felt him and caught his arm in a tight grip , not to let him go.
"Maine kisi ko pakad liya..yay!!!" She screamed. She was about to open her blind-fold.
"Arre Muskaan agar tum batoge ke tumne kisko pakda hai..to tumhare liye..extra points."
"Ye baat hai..to theeke." She pulled Rahul towards her with his collar and kept her hands on his shoulders. Rahul was really very embarssed. She felt his arms. "Yahan pe to kisi ke muscles nahin hai..kaun hai ye.."
She thought. While others were hiding their laughs. She felt his face..his nose..which made him almost to sneeze..when she was confused..she touched his hair.
"Muskaan..dont touch my hair!!" Rahul said angrily and caught her hand.
Muskaan was in a shock..others started laughing. She quickly pulled of her blind fold..and she realised that they were so close and he was holding her arm.
She quickly got out of he trance and muttered. "Tu..yahan kya kar raha hai Rahul?"
"Acha..khud hi pakadti hai..aur upar se mujhpe blame dal rahe hai..."
"Main blame dal rahe hun..tu na chup kar..zyada bol mat..tere bolti band karva dunge."
"Oh..just shut-up..you think im scared of you? Gimme a break."
During their fighting session in which they were so engrossed..they dint notice that one small boy..Muskaan's cousin..got a hand-cuff from his police-kit and was analyizing how to use it. He slid it in to both Rahul and Muskaan's wrist's and there was a sound of a click.
"Wow..yea to bada mast hai.." He said happily. RM looked at him confused..and then lifted their wrists.
They were petrified.
"Oyye..Goldie..ye tune kya kia..?? Khol isko."
"Arre Muskaan didi iski chaabi to nahin hai mere paas.." and he ran away.
"Tumhare saare relatives bilkul tumhare tarah pagal hai!!" Rahul screamed.
Everybody surrounded them and were happily seeing the hand-cuff's..and they called others also..As if it was a movie going on. Muskaan pushed everybody away fuming..Rahul was also being pulled.
"Muskaan slow down. Main tere peeche hun."
"So..I dont care!!"
"Oh..so you dont care..we'll see about that now." Now he started walking pulling Muskaan behind him.
"Okay..sorry sorry..ab stop kar!!" She shouted.
"That's better." He stopped. Both of them stopped at the same time and pulled each other. They litreally crashed in to each other, banging their heads. With the huge amount of crowd being pushed they fell on the nearby sofa. Both were holding their heads. Muskaan's dupatta was on Rahul's face just like in movies.
"De mera dupatta!" She litreally snatched it away from him.
"To..to..lena..maine mana thodi jo kiya hai." he stammered.
She relaxed a bit. "Okay. Ab hum is problem ko solve karenge."
"Ya..I guess ur right. To pehele hum tumhare room main chalenge..kyunki mujhe cricket match dekhna hai."
"No..pehle hum kitchen main chalenge..kyunki mujhe bhook lagi hai." She started walking.
He pulled her. "Nahin..pehle mujhe match dekhna hai."
"Rahul..maine kaha na mujhe bhook lag rahi hai!"
He took a deep breath. "Okay..hum kitchen main jaake phir match dekhne chalenge. fine?"
Irritated she replied " Fine..ab chalo."
They went in to the kitchen where Muskaan's mum was cooking.
"Haiyyo Rabba..aaj dono saath main..bade ache lag rahe ho..kiski nazar na lage." she did the vari-vari.
Muskaan totally ignored her. "Auntyji aap mind na karna..apka na pura khandan pagal hai." He whispered while Muskaan was searching for something to eat.
"Hey bhagwan..ae ki hai tumhare haath main?"
"Puchiye mat..woh Goldie kuch experiment kar raha tha..aur ab yeh apke samne hai!" he said in a sacarstic way.
"Goldie puttar to bada shaitan hai. Par tum dono ko aise dekh kar bada acha lag raha hai. "
"Acha laga?" Muskaan echoed.
"Main to kahonge ke tum dono hamesha ke liye aise hi jude raho..aur waise bhi..aaj tere papaji to hai nahin..phir ki problem hai..??" She laughed and hi-fied Rahul.
Rahul realized. "Auntyji please..iske saath hamesha..mujhe aap pagal-khane main payegi."
Rahul and Muskaan's mum laughed.
"Haha..very funny!" She said angrily.
"Puttar ji..ab tu mujhe mummyji hi keh...auntyji nahin.."
"Hayye..so sweet..Ab to main apko mummyji hi kahunga..kyun mummyji?"
"Mera sona puttar!"
Muskaan came in between them and pulled Rahul behind her.
"Ye meri mummyji hai..tumhari nahin!"
"Oh really?"
"Muskaan..aise nahin kehte..ab tum dono saath ho..to main iski bhi mummyji huye na..??"
"Hmph! Whatever! Mummyji mujhe badi bhuk lag rahi hai.."
"Bhukar ko bhuk nahin lagegi to aur kya hoga?" Rahul muttered under his breath. But Muskaan heard him.
She gave him a mean glance. "Bhuk..bhuk lagi hai..auntyji..mera matlab mummyji..Muskaan ko kuch do..usse bhuk lagi hai.." and he grinned.
"Haan..puttar main abhi tere liye kuch leke aati hun."
Muskaan and Rahul stood mendling with the hand-cuff's. Suddenly Muskaan's brain clicked.
"Rahul mujhe na ek mast idea aaya hai."
"Kya.?"
She pulled him till the gas and lit it with the lighter. Flames started increasing on the stove. Muskaan carefully put the centre of the hand-cuff's above the flames.
"Muskaan..ye tu kya kar rahii..hamare haath jal jayegene..." His eyes dint move away from the gas.
"Tu tension mat le..maine aisa bahut picturon main dekha hai." and then she screamed. A flame touched the side of her palm.
"Oh..shit..Muskaan..maine tujhse kaha tha na..ye kya karti hain..please kabhi to meri baat mana kar." he closed the gas. He rushed towards the fridge and took out some ice-cubes. He gently applied them on the
burn.
Muskaan started crying.
"Ab tu rona band kar.?"
"Dard ho raha hai..aur tu mujhpe chila bhi to raha hai..maine aisa bahut pictures main dekha hai..to maine socha ke try.." She said still sniffling.
"Try..dekh liya try karne se kya hota hai? Aur waise bhi jo picturon main dikhate hai..woh kuch sach nahin hota..samajhja is baat ko."
She put her head down trying to finish all this..waking up to see all this as a dream. She slowly looked up..the feeling of the burn wasnt there anymore..but there was something else. His tension filled eyes..his face scared..for her..that was there for the first time ever. Rahul kept saying something..which she dint bother to hear..as she was in a world of her own. Admiring him..seeing a new person all together..her finger suddenly reached to caress his hair..sliding behind his ear..then there was some sound..
"Muskaan!! Kya hua? Tu kya kar rahi hai? Maine jo kaha tumne suna?"
Her hand tumbled down..her fingers tugging her hair..hiding her red face from the embarssment.
"Hello?" He waved in front of her.
She was saved by a second. Her mom entered bringing in the aroma of her favourite food. The conversation ended.
"Ye le puttar tere man pasand..rajma chawal." She handed Muskaan the plate.
"Ab to hum match dekhne ja sakte hai? Please." Rahul said his eyes only staring at Muskaan.
She nodded and they both left the kitchen and sat in the hall with everybody watching the cricket match.
She ate in silence..as she had no choice. All of her brothers and Rahul were enjoying the match..and screaming to the top-limit..She wished she could get up and leave. Only if they werent hand-cuffed. After a
couple of minutes Rahul snatched the spoon. His eyes stuck to the TV..and he ate from her plate. She dint know how to react. Bubbles were blowing inside her..but she had to get angry otherwise he would sense
something wrong.
"Oyye..tu meri plate se kyun kha raha hai..tujhe khana hai..to khud leke aa.." She said forcing anger in her words.
"Chill..match chalu hai baad main ladna." He again concentrated on the TV.
She felt ignored which made her angry for real. She pushed the plate to his lap so he could eat in content and got up , half-way she was pushed down.
"Bhul gaye ke hum bande huye hai?" He indicated to their wrists.
She sat down irritated. She saw that he was nicely eating from her plate. She felt a bit awkward..but she dint change her expressions. She looked here n there if she could talk to somebody. She realised that she was the only girl there. And all others were totally engrossed in the match. She held her face in her palms trying to enjoy the match..but she was really bored. She realised that it was noon..and had been her sleeping time since a week. She lay her head down on the pillar of the sofa..and slept off.
It was much much later he realised that she had slept off. And that too when , when everybody decided to got out for some drinks in celebration of India winning the match. He couldnt get up as he was still tied to
Muskaan..and she was fast asleep. All of them left him and went..they dint want a girl to join them anyways. He was now left alone with her.
He touched her. But she dint get up. He even called her name. There was no response. He dint feel like shouting or screaming for her to get up. She looked to much angelic to be disturbed. He leaned foward
having close contact to her face. She looked even more beautiful this way. His shadow or breaths..Muskaan dint know what woke her up. She just remember her getting awake and Rahul above her. His eye-colour kept changing..or was it just that she was sleepy.. He stammered and moved away. She looked around to find nobody..
"Tum kitna soti ho..main kabse tumhe uthane ki koshish kar raha tha.."
"Haan woh.." She moved away a little..but again came close..because of the hand-cuff's.
"Oh..god..now im too irritated.." He lied.
"Ab iska sach main kuch karna padega!"
They both thought for a while.
"Muskaan..ek minute paas aana.."
"Kyun??" She asked suspiciously.
"Muskaan...tu bhi na..hamesha...aisa hi soch." He bent her head down..and pulled out a pin. "Iske liye."
"Oh.."
He put the pin in the hand-cuff's lock..after a lot of twisting and turning..the lock opened with a sound of a 'click'. There was a suprised look on their faces. But they were confused..to feel happy or sad.
"Ye to khul gaya.." Muskaan muttered.
"Idea kiska tha..thode na brains use karna chaiye..jo tumhe hai hi nahin."
"Mujhe akal nahin hai to kyun baat kar rahe ho?" She quickly untied the hand-cuff's and got up.
He caught hold of her hand. "Muskaan..im sorry..I dint mean it that way."
She pushed his hand away. Changing her expression from a blush to a straight face , she turned to him.
"You always dont mean anything you say."
"Kabhi-kabhi galti se nikal jaata hai..itna to tumhe samajh jaana chaiye."
"Hmmm.." She looked everywhere except him.
"Main tumse baat kar raha hun.."
"Waise sab kahan gaye? Ghar itna khali lag raha hai.."
"Oh..ya..everybody went out..main bhi jaane waala tha..par tumhari wajah se nahin gaya.."
"Meri wajah se?"
"Haan..tum so rahe thi na isliye.."
"To mujhe utha dete."
"Haan..woh..main..acha woh sab chodo..ab hum yahan akele hai..to chalo na bahar chalte hai..Aur ab ye mat kehna..tumhare saath...NEVER" He immitated her.
Muskaan realised she dint have actually much to do. She was wanting for a chance to got out with him 'alone'. "Theeke..i dont have a choice."
"Yeah..right."
"Hum na movie dekhne chalte hai..tum yahin ruko..main change karke aate hun.."
He sat on the couch waiting for her. She had gone in for almost 20 mins now..he hated waiting..at that time she entered. She was wearing sleek blue denims with a red kurti to go with it..her hair was naturally left
open..her golden curls bouncing on her shoulders. There was suddenly a change in her..from when she had been a complete tom-boy with her messed up hair , to now her perfect hair..there was something charming about her since a past few weeks. Some sort of maturity in her..which he noticed only after their engagement. He was completely charmed by her. Her dazzling eyes which bowled him over. Banishing all the thoughts from his mind coz Muskaan was giving him a sort of a look..and was getting embarssed the way he stared at her.
"Chalen?" She muttered.
"Ya..lets go."
Both were very apprehensive during the drive. This was their FIRST date..everything depended on it.
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