Anjaana Raasta ak+sak Epilogue p25 - Page 10

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Chapter 19:

Anjali walked Aaliya into her room, where she soon would wait for her husband to walk through the doors and become with her one forever. Aaliya stopped nervously at the door as Anjali winked at her and was gone just as fast as she had come. She took a breath, and took a step forward surprised to see such a gorgeous room, everything was pure white, symbolizing the color of their love, the pureness, the bed set, the walls, the pictures of both together, the curtains and the carpet was white. She sighed, he [Kavya] surely had done something so pure, it took her heart away even more. Her first night with Kavya would be so beautiful.

Minutes later Kavya walked through doors, appearing in his elegant black sherwani, and the cool jelled back hair style, making Aaliya loose control of all emotions and surroundings. He winked at her, making her blush and lower her gaze, she looked back up surprised to find him so near when just seconds ago he was standing next to the door. She sighed he was just too much.

"Aaliya you look so gorgeous my love, I love you, thank you so much for forgiving me for all the pain I have given you all these years and thank you for giving me the right to be called Mr. Kavya Aaliya Kapoor, thank you so much, my love!" Kavya said making Aaliya a bit teary. "I love you stupid duffer, making me cry on our special night, you evil little wart!" she said, smirking, playfully slapping him and then softly pulled him into a kiss, surprising him, but then smiling.

The night soon passed as both lovers soon became one, despite, eight years of separation, sweet everlasting union brought them together, making them one. The night went on full of passion, love and nothing but love.

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Angad shocked by the sudden movement of soft hands on his back, stopping his senses, the feeling of her soft hands on his back were bringing back sudden pleasures. Wicked thoughts grew in his mind, 'uff, Angad you idiot dork shut up, you know she hasn't completely recovered, so no closeness like that until doctors say so. How long? How long can I wait, anyways I will have to control my emotions!"

"Angad? Are you okay?" he heard her say. Yeah I am fine, just your soft hands on my back are doing wonders, not good for you, especially in this state. He thought.

"It's nothing, I am fine Kripa." he turned towards her, gazing into the depths of her eyes only to find love and love for him. He smiled at her and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, amused of the fact of her soft and calm tone, for the past few days she had been upset of staying inside these four walls and today she was in smiles.

He was brought out of his thoughts as he felt Kripa leave hold him and walk away in frustration. "What is wrong with her? Is she pregnant again, she doesn't look like it, but…no she isn't!" "Kripa baby what is wrong?" she looked at him and turned away, "did I forget something, is today a special day?" at this Kripa got up and attempted to walk away, only to find Angad holding her back.

She turned towards him "Angad, I miss the romantic self you, I miss the two of us, I miss being able to live freely without having to have someone so worried about me, its just, its just complicated." she said hesitantly.

He narrowed his eyes "Kripa why don't you just say you want to spend some quality time alone with your sexy husband, I am always at your service whenever my jaan wants me to." he smirked mischievously. She caught hold of his hands, and smiled at him "your so full of yourself!" he nodded in arrogance, "but I still love you, your very smile, your concern for all of us and your naughtiness take my breath away!" she replied dreamily.

Next thing he felt was Kripa slipping away from his arms and running towards the window. Trying to hold back tears building up in her eyes. He followed her eyes, she was in constant motion, hoping to hold them back. He ran towards her and turned her around softly. "Kripa what is wrong, something is wrong!"

She turned back towards the window "nothing is wrong Angad I am fine" "Kripa you are lying, your eyes are not speaking the same as you are saying" he replied back now angrily. "There is nothing wrong Angad, I am fine" he glared at her, upset now that she was hiding something from him "Angad truly nothing is wrong" she said coming back to her old self.

"Angad I love you, I am fine, nothing is wrong, see, look at my eyes can my eyes ever lie to you?" Angad nodded negatively. "Then don't worry, you know naa, if there is something wrong I would let you know first! Actually to tell you the truth Angad, I am missing my family, especially Aaliya and Anjali didi, its been a long time since I met them, rather been a complete eight years." He nodded understandingly and pulled her into a hug.

As she sobbed in his arms, he pulled out his cell phone and calmly dialed a few numbers, but who knew to make his wife happy he might not just loose his happiness but find his family tearing apart as well.