Virat&Manvi-To be loved by you #3 (Ch49/pg21) - Page 5

Chapter 48

Manvi enjoyed the soft wind as she closed her eyes letting the dim sunlight touch her face, it was one whole day after she sprained her ankle, it was one day of torture being imprisoned in the room did she get the opportunity to enjoy the nature.

She was visited by everyone, even Pooh and Rohan. For God's sake it is just a sprained ankle' she thought, but she would never complain about being nurtured, and this sprained ankle had helped her in many ways when it comes to Virat. He had spent long hours with her, teasing her and even flirting with her. Manvi smiled as she felt blood rush to her cheeks. It felt as if she was in love all over again.

"Manvi," She heard Jeevika calling out for her and walking towards the swing she was sitting on, "Achcha, Look at this, this will be fine with the frame, right?"

Manvi studied the lavender colored ribbon and nodded at Jeevika, "Decorations ho gayi?"

"Hmm, almost done... just waiting for the cake we have ordered,"

"I miss doing all these," Manvi pouted,

"It is not that you aren't doing anything, you planned everything... we just implied it,"

"That's the hardest part na,"

"No, it wasn't trust me, I had a bunch of people to help me, but I am missing Adhi, he is too busy to even come over for mother's day celebration." Jeevika was clearly upset.

"This was sudden na di, I am sure he must be stuck with work."

"Phir bhi, chodo mein dekh lungi usse, I think it is getting dark, you should come in now, get changed, our mothers will be coming home in another one hours time,"

"I don't think that I'll be able to manage a saree, what are you going to wear?"

"Viren ji wanted me to wear the saree you two bought, so I have no option, I can dress you up par you have to stay in one place,"

"No di, I can't imagine being in one place, uff... one day was more than enough, I better wear a something comfortable, it's just that I don't have an appropriate pink or blue suit, I don't want to be the one to ruin the color theme,"

Manvi looked at Jeevika who was looking somewhere behind her, she was about to turn when Jeevika stopped her, "Umm, Manvi... stay here, I'll come in a minute okay?"

"But Di," Jeevika didn't stay to listen to her as she ran towards the house, Manvi shook her head, pata nahi yeh di ko kya ho gaya,' whatever it is I better go in," Manvi smoothed down her top and stood up holding the pole next to her, he ankle didn't hurt much, just a faint throb when she applied force, like while walking. She didn't walk much on that day anyway so she didn't mind bearing the pain for few minutes or even while the party.

Manvi left out an involuntary gasp as she felt someone behind her, Virat held her around the waist before she could turn to look at him,

"You love to scare me, don't you?" she asked as he left a small peck on her neck,

"Hmm... scare? No. Surprise? Yes. Where are you going? Who bhi akele?"

Manvi shook her head with a smile, "I am going in, time to settle, they must be coming home nahi? Did Viren bhaiya call? And I am fine now, I can walk alone," she tried to remove his arms but was unsuccessful as he tightened his hold and pulled her more closer to his chest, his chin rested on her shoulder as she kept her hand on his hand which was resting on her abdomen.

"Bhai called, asked me to collect the cake from the bakery, I did it, Jeevika bhabi is setting it now but leave all that and close your eyes,"

"Hain?"

"Tch... close your eyes," he pressed, Manvi nodded as she closed her eyes the felt him move away and come in front of her, "Okay,"

Manvi looked at him, and slowly moved her gaze to his hand which was holding a box, the was a glittering baby pink and a darker shade of blue color fabric on it, she prayed that it wouldn't be a saree, because she knew she wouldn't be able to refuse him if he asked her to clad in a saree.

She smile at him while she picked it up and heaved a sigh of relief, noticing that it was a very light weighing but a beautiful shalwar kameez.

"It is beautiful Virat ji, thank you." She smiled,

"Okay let's go," he moved forward but Manvi put her hand forward, stopping.

"Virat ji," her tone was surprised, "I can walk"

"So?"

"No no... please, sab hai,"

"So?" he moved closer,

"Please, I... I... it's embarrassing, especially now that I have been walking alone even when all of them asked not to... please," she pleaded.

He nodded, not really pleased but held her hand as she walked towards the house, the hall was decorated with mixed colors of carnations and roses every here and there, silky curtains were hung beautifully around the corners, the stairs were adorned with soft blue nets and Manvi couldn't help but stop and look around the place admiringly. They climbed the stairs silently, Virat was still holding her hand but she could feel that he was angry. Well... let him sulk, she smiled inwardly.

Virat was first to get ready and leave the room, He was trying to show her that he was upset in every possible way and Manvi tried her best to stay ignorant about it, she wanted to tease him a bit, why let him have all the fun. She kept talking about anything and everything with him and he kept nodding or just giving her very short answers, she continued to talk. Manvi thought that he might have felt that it wouldn't be easy to stay angry when he left the room in a rush. Jeevika had come to help her get ready but she had asked her to take care of the preparation down, Jeevika looked tired already and Manvi didn't want to trouble her.

After Manvi got dressed and stood in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but admire the outfit she was clad in, the dupatta with shades of pink and blue was adorned with tiny glistering stones, and the blue frock with splashes of pink had a slight shine which came from the material, the bottom was of complete pink. Manvi ran her fingers on the border of the neckline which was again adorned with tiny stones and beads. The dress was beautiful beyond words and she wanted to know what Virat would say when he sees her. Manvi turned around and checked the back part of the dress, which had about four strings which held the two ends of it together, then brushed her hair before leaving the room with short and slow steps.

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The party was almost over, the mothers were over the moon as they now laughed and praised all the arrangements which were made for them exclusively. Virat was sitting next to Vanshika as she smiled at the others, she had always been the quiet one, always composed and pleasant, today her heart danced with joy. Virat had spent the whole evening with her, he had forced her to dance with him as all the others did. He had been just himself and made this day special for her, to say that she was happy about him being his old self was a total understatement, she was ecstatic.

Vanshika blinked as she heard Virat saying something to her, then turned to look at her son, his eyes reminding her of his papa,

"Haan beta, did you say something?"

"Are you..." he paused then continued as she nodded, "happy?"

"Of course I am, main bohot kush hun," she cupped his cheek for a brief moment,

"achcha dekho, Pratap and Padmini are leaving," she stood up, making him do the same, Virat walked forward and hugged Pratap while Padmini was hugging Manvi,

"Mama, aur thodi der, stay na..." Manvi pouted at her mother,

"No, it's late, you can come home after your ankle gets better, see it is all swollen," Padmini shook her head making Virat look at Manvi's injured ankle.

"I'll take care mom, don't worry" Virat moved next to Manvi and smiled as they nodded and walked out of the house,

"Chalo, bachcho... it is quite late, sab aram karo," Dada ji, walked away to his room making the crowd disperse,

Virat took Manvi's hand and both of them walked towards their room in complete silence. Manvi wondered if he was still upset with her as she opened the door, she didn't want him to be upset or angry when they went to bed, not just because sleeping in his arms was surreal but it gave her a bitter feeling.

She leaned on the door after closing it shut. Virat walked in and noticed that she wasn't coming in, he looked at her, she tried to read his expressions, and was sure that he was trying to keep a straight face just to annoy her. They didn't talk much in the party, he had looked at her from top to bottom when she descended the stairs making her heart jump in her chest wildly, he had awaken something very intense in her heart... in her body but had done nothing to tend it. And now it was time for revenge! How sweet' she smiled inwardly.

She knew where he would go next, and she waited till he turned right, she pretended to stumble upon her leg, her ankle hurt a little too much than she anticipated and she instead of moving forward stumbled to her left, she thought that he wouldn't be able to save her from falling but was glad when he held her from the waist. They looked at each for a brief moment before he slipped on her dupatta and went down to the floor along with her.

All of it happened so quickly, that the suddenness made them gasp for air desperately, she was wholly sandwiched between the floor and him, his stubble grazing her neck and the feeling of restlessness came crawling in.

Virat raised his head to look at Manvi, her silky strands of hair tangled in his prickly stubble. He moved further away and supported himself by having his left hand pressed to the floor next to her head, she blinked as he moved the strands of hair away from his and her face, that very familiar intense feeling danced in her belly as he stared at her passionately.

Manvi knew nothing other than the warmth he spread in her as he placed his lips on the tip of her nose, then her eyes and then on every cell on her face, the urgency in his actions made her tremble but she didn't realize that she needed all of these equally as him until her arms moved around his neck and grabbed a fistful of his hair. She pulled him to her making him loose his grip on the floor, his hand slipped and his lips touched her collarbone and the next moment she was on top of him as he ravished every nook and corner of her delicious mouth.

When they stopped, it looked forced, Virat looked as if he was in a great dilemma and Manvi was nothing but confused with this sudden change. He stood up, carried her and placed her on the bed softly. When he did it she thought that he would join her, but he didn't and she tried to comprehend the reason behind it, it didn't take much time for her to realize that he was worried about her ankle when she noticed him struggle looking at her leg and this realization only made the need in her intense, the love she held for him intense, she leaned back forcing him to divert his gaze to her face and then gave her hand to him with a shy smile, he didn't stop hesitating but took her hand nevertheless. She tugged him closer to her and he reclined on the bed next to her.

"You are injured..." he tried to express,

"Shhh..." she silenced him, before taking her first step to take their relationship to the next level, his inhibitions started to fade as she covered his eyes with her hand and pecked his lips ever so lightly, she smiled when he pulled her on top him with a laugh. Manvi wanted nothing stopping them from touching each other's soul in the purest form in the world, intermingled for life in every way.

This was a very new experience for both of them, being so close to the person they love, being so close to someone in such a manner, the touches... the caresses... the grasps... the kisses, new but familiar, exciting yet comforting, tender yet pleasurable. This step did not just bring them more close to each other but it also gave a fresh sense to their life.