RiKara SS - Amor Intermissus part 08 updated Pg 32 (30/07) Complete - Page 4

Gauri had been busy with one thing or the other regarding an upcoming Pooja at Oberoi Mansion the following few hours and found herself alone in the kitchen that evening, trying to come up with something to eat as she'd missed tea-time while discussing the rituals and other necessities with Dadi and Maaji.

She'd been seriously contemplating what she wanted to eat when she felt a pair of very familiar hands snake themselves around her waist from behind her and pull her back into a similarly familiar warm and muscular form. Sighing in happiness at once again being in her jatadhari's arms, Gauri leaned back in a leisurely manner and laying her arms on top of his around her waist, interlaced their fingers while she hummed tunelessly, just thoroughly enjoying the moment.

The one shoulder kurta she'd worn that day gave him perfect access to the satin skin of her shoulder and neck and Omkara wasted no time in laying down small kisses on her shoulder, slowing moving up her neck to her ear. The heat of his lips on her skin coupled with the deliberate brush of his stubble made Gauri whimper, her breath hitching, her heart thumping painfully in her chest and her hands tightening on his in helpless response. Omkara knew that he'd have to stop himself before he took this any further because they were in the kitchen in the middle of the day and the way Gauri always responded to him, so uninhibitedly, would only lead to more trouble than they could handle at the moment. He pulled back infinitesimally and squeezed his arms still wrapped around her waist in an affectionate gesture, trying to bring them back to earth from wherever they'd been floating alongside the clouds.

"Bhook lagi hai na?"

He spoke and she could feel it reverberating through their bodies, his words a soft murmur in her ear making her shiver at the sensations that still ran through her from their impromptu session in the kitchen

"Hmmm..."

"Kya khana hai?"

"Humein jo abhi chaahiye, wo to humein yahaan nahin milega"

Though Omkara was very tempted to take her words to mean something entirely different and more than a bit naughty, he knew his innocent wife's thoughts were probably going in a completely different direction from his. Shaking his head to dislodge some of the more stubborn visions quite unrelated to food, he smiled at his own plight and leaned back in to place his chin on her shoulder, simultaneously making a decision to keep it light and flirty for the time being.

"Hmmm... lemme guess... tumhein golgappe chaahiye, right?"

"Aap ko kaise pata?"

She tried to turn around in his embrace without too much success while she could feel Omkara chuckling at her attempts.

"Are meri cute chiraiyya... thoda relax to karo. Golgappe ke naam par hi itna tension logi to jab use khana hoga to kya karogi?"

"Humara mazaak udaane se aap ko kitni khushi milti hai na... Chodiye humein... golgappon ke baare mein baat karke aap ne humari bhook aur bhi badha di. Jaane dijiye, humein bohot kaam hai"

"Tum chali gayi to main golgappe kisko khilaaoonga?"

With that, she couldn't resist herself and squirmed around enough to turn and face him, still caged in the circle of his arms, only now his hands rested on their habitual spot at her waist. Omkara only had a second to appreciate her lovely eyes sparkling in excitement and happiness before she fairly jumped on him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Gauri pulled her husband down to her and placed a quick but thorough kiss on his lips before letting him up again

"Ye kis liye tha? Not that I'm complaining, trust me, I'll never complain about that... agar mujhe pata chala ki maine kya kiya ye deserve karne ke liye to shaayad baar baar kar sakoon."

He finished with a hint of a devilish smile lurking just beneath the surface.

"Bas... aise hi. For being you... itna sweet hone ke liye"

"Aur agar main golgappe ke baare mein bas mazaak kar raha tha to?"

She pretended to fake anger for a second before her frown melted into a shimmering smile and she shook her head

"Agar aap golgappe nahin laaye to bhi"

The smile that had been quite a rare occurrence before Gauri's advent into his life... the smile she'd found made her weak in the knees, made its appearance as Omkara leaned back from her embrace to pull out a covered tray from the other side of the counter and lay it before Gauri. He then stood back to let her enjoy what he knew was one of her favorite foods

"Ye lo... tumhari favorite dukaan se hai"

She turned to look at him standing a couple of feet away from her, rolled her eyes in feigned frustration like she thought he was stupid and yanked him closer, handing him a bowl she'd pulled out of the lower cabinets and gestured with her head for him to start

"Gauri ye sab main tumhare liye laaya hoon..."

"Haan to hum ne kab mana kiya? Magar hum aapke saath share karna chaahte hain Omkaraji. Aap ke saath poori zindagi share karne ka waada kiya hai... phir ye golgappe kya cheez hain? Aap bhi humare saath khaayenge to humein bohot khushi hogi. To chaliye... khana shuru kijiye"

But before the two of them could get beyond smiling sappily at each other like the dorks they were, their solitude was interrupted by a couple of excited feminine shrieks filling the kitchen

"Are wah! Aaj to meri life hi ban gayi... Golgappe khane ka kitna man kar raha tha pata hai Soumya? Aur main kitchen mein kya dekh rahi hoon? Golgappe! Main bata rahi hoon tumhein, is bagad bille ke saath rahoongi to mujhe golgappe jaisi cheezein kabhi naseeb nahin hongi. Mere pyaare devar ye acchi tarah se jaante hain... Thank you Om!"

"Haan Bhabhi... Australia mein na aise thele waale golgappe nahin milte. Mujhe pata nahin kitne din cravings hoti thi golgappe ki. My god! This looks so yummy! Thank you bade baal waale bhaiyya"

Omkara, standing there looking like a deer caught in headlights, was hugged to death by a delighted Anika and Soumya before they fairly devoured the contents of the tray, leaving a frustrated Omkara and disappointed Gauri standing by.

Trying to make the most of a bad situation, Omkara pulled Gauri aside

"Chalo... koi baat nahin, main tumhein baahar le jaata hoon. We'll eat at the shop itself and come back home. Waise bhi... hum donon akele kahin baahar nahin gaye abhi tak"

Gauri's sparkling smile returned in full force as she nodded delightedly, leaving her husband feeling elated and a little dazed from the brilliance of it. She on the other hand, could only thank her Shankarji for bringing her bhaujaai and devrani to the kitchen at the right moment. Sure, Omkara's gesture of getting those golgappe for her was incredibly sweet... but now due to them, she got to go out with her jatadhari. Nothing could be better!

As the two quietly made their way out of the kitchen and down the hallway, Omkara prayed to a god he wasn't certain he believed in, for them to have no further interruptions before they got out of the house. And to his dismay, as they passed the open doors of Shivaay's home office, they heard his elder brother's voice call out

"Om!... If you're not busy, mujhe tumse kuch zaroori baat karni hai"

The husband and wife stood stock still for a couple of moments, clearly undecided on what to do. What they wanted to do and what they needed to do were two very different things at the moment. Sighing a bit, Gauri put a small hand on his arm and squeezed supportively

"Aap ko bade bhaiyya bula rahe hain... aap ko jaana chaahiye"

"Magar Gauri hum to..."

"Koi baat nahin. Kabhi aur chale jaayenge. Bade bhaiyya aap se kuch zaroori baat karna chaahte hain... wo aur important hai abhi. Aur hum thodi kahin bhaage jaa rahe hain? Aap baat khatam karke aayiye. Hum aap ka intezaar karenge"

On an impulse that he didn't even try to squelch, Omkara bent down and pressed a quick, sweet kiss to her lips, right there in the middle of the hallway where anybody walking by could see them... that quick peck turned into two, three and then a series of little kisses, as if the two of them couldn't bear to stop. Almost a whole minute later, it was Gauri who took a deep breath and pulled back slightly, reminding her husband of where they were exactly and he sighed heavily at the ceasing of other, more pleasurable activities.

"I'll try to get this done soon and then we'll go, okay? Mere liye wait karo"

Nodding, Gauri watched him walk into the adjacent room and she too sighed, before making her way to their bedroom. Half way there, she was waylaid by a semi-hysterical Pinky Oberoi who fairly ordered her to entirely re-do the invitations for the upcoming Pooja, something that had already been done and sent out to all the neighbors and friends.

So it was, that when Omkara tiredly trudged into their bedroom way past dinner time, after long hours of contract negotiations with the Diwaan Group of Industries over a video conference call along with Shivaay, he found it to be curiously empty. There were no signs that Gauri had even been in the room that entire day and Omkara was just starting to worry about her when she almost walked into him on her way into their room, looking like she'd survived a zombie apocalypse.

"Kya hua Gauri... you look exhausted!"

"Poochiye mat! Pooja ke saare invitations waapis karwaya Choti Maaji ne humse aur humein saare gharon ko nyauta dene bhi bhej diya. Hum abhi bahi laute hain"

Even the mention of Pinky Oberoi seemed to have the brothers trembling in suppressed anger nowadays and this time was no different. Omkara was ready to breathe fire at the woman for making his wife labor at something that was unnecessary and inconsequential. Vowing to do something about it later, Omkara set aside that issue to tackle something a bit more time-sensitive

"I'm sorry maine humari date miss kar di... Kuch khaaya tum ne dinner mein?"

She blushed at his mention of their date, shook her head no to answer his question about dinner and asked him

"Aap?"

He too answered in the negative and they both sighed looking at each other.

"Chalo... fridge mein kuch hoga. Aaj ki humari date kitchen mein hi hogi..."

While she blushed once more at the word 'date', he could see that she was genuinely tired.

"Aap kuch kha lijiye Omkaraji... humein neend aa rahi hai. Humein kuch nahin chaahiye abhi"

Knowing that she wouldn't listen to any sort of logic or advice at the moment, Omkara just put his hands on her shoulders and frog marched her to the kitchen, hearing her complain like a fussy child all the way. But the idea of food was becoming more palatable to Gauri, who suddenly remembered just how hungry she'd been in the evening and Omkara could only grin like a fool at his wife as she started to go through the refrigerator muttering loudly about the entire lack of what she called good food and the abundance of tasteless foreign junk.

The late night found them sharing a plate of parathas and dahi in a leisurely manner, while Omkara teased her about her obsession with Salman Khan and she countered with his weird obsession with having his art supplies laid out just a certain way before he started any project. Their dinner and chat session went on for a while, till Omkara found Gauri nodding off on the kitchen table and quietly cleaned everything up. Gauri awakened to the feeling of being picked up, automatically wrapped her arms around his neck and settled with her head pillowed on his shoulder. She missed Omkara's incredibly tender smile directed toward her but she was way too tired and comfortable at the moment and right where she wanted to be... in her husband's arms.