FF: Yeh Ishq hai yah Junoon hai?(upd:PG 26/aug 18) - Page 9

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CHAPTER 7:

"Please don't" whispers Jodha.

Jalal looks at her, her tears a testament to how he is affecting her. With his hand still on the front of her gown he speaks softly and slowly….thinly veiled anger still ever present in every word that is spoken.

"Jodha. You will immediately turn back and walk with me to our horse. You will sit quietly whilst we get the items you need for your Pooja and do not dare speak to me. " He shifts his hand from her gown to the back of her head and grabs her hair. With a slight aggressive tug he brings her head down and looks deep into her eyes…."tonight, I expect you to be waiting for me before we dine together. I want you pleasant and cheerful. I am at my breaking point with you; do not test my patience any further. As for you offering yourself to me…..what pleasure is there in someone who is going to do nothing to satisfy me in return. You overestimate your allure, my sherni, by thinking that I am that infatuated with you that I need to force myself upon an unwilling body. DO NOT EVER speak of yourself to me in that manner, otherwise I may take you up on your offer regardless of the consequences. You truly know how to test the boundaries of any sane man. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"

He had, as of yet, never used this tone of voice with Jodha and she was scared. She nodded her compliance and they both set off back to their horse. Once they arrived back at the Palace, Jodha made it back to her apartments and fell on her bed. After the pressure and high intensity of the last few days Jodha was at an emotional high. She cried because she missed her parents, she cried because she hated being married to Jalal, and above all she cried when thinking how her god, her lord Krishna could have allowed all of this to happen. It was as if her Bhagwan had forsaken her.

After she cried she started thinking. There were so many times recently when she had pushed and pushed Jalal with her words. The things she had said to him, no husband would accept from his wife, let alone the Mughal Shenshah himself. But on the other hand she was raised as a Royal Princess. There was nothing in her that would allow her to bow down before Jalal. Jodha was at a loss for what to do…..

Jalal was in his bedroom, pacing back and forth, trying to figure out how to decipher this puzzle that Jodha was turning out to be. Hot and cold, fire and ice….she was a walking contradiction. Everything that he had ever been taught in how to treat a woman was being tested and he wasn't sure how much longer his patience would last in dealing with this woman, his wife.

Jodha gets ready for dinner. She walks out of her apartments and sees the guard ready to take her to the dining hall. This damn guard, thinks Jodha. She bristles at the feeling of confinement she feels every time she looks at the guard. Why is he doing this to me. He already "owns" me, I'm his wife before God, why does he insist that I have a Guard with me. Damn him to hell………

Jodha is given a glass of Sherbet while she waits for the Shenshah. She waits and waits, anger building as each minute passes by and finally after an hour she decided to return back to her room. Jodha thinks to herself, if he can't be on time, then too bad. I'm not going to wait around like some Daasi, while he takes his time. This is probably just another way to show me that I am at his beck and call and he can do whatever it is he chooses.

Meanwhile, while Jodha was waiting for Jalal, he had decided that he needed to let out some steam. He went to his Harem, where there was no shortage of willing females. As he left the Harem, he felt cheated, depressed and unfulfilled. The woman he wanted, the woman who was constantly in his thoughts had declared an all out war with him. Jalal was at a loss at how to handle her, but some way he would bend her to his will. He would make her his true wife. His impatience was making him irritable and emotions were at an all time high for Jalal. He was coming out of the Harem, when he saw Jodha walking and she was headed straight for him. He had completely forgot about dinner, and blamed her for his inattention. He knew, by the look on her face that he was headed into another battle, this one of his own making. He relished the upcoming confrontation….

Jodha – she saw the smirk fall on Jalal's face and for a moment was lost in her anger but she quickly realized that he would expect her to get mad at him for forgetting about dinner. She hadn't even noticed yet where he was standing, but as she approached him saw that he was outside of the harem. Why should she care what he did with his time, where he went and who he saw? Jodha was disturbed that she cared about any of this but had no time to reflect on those emotions. She wasn't going to give him any power over her so she decided to stay quiet and not even look at him.

Their paths crossed and Jodha walked past him with no acknowledgement of his presence. As she passes Jalal gets angry. Why isn't she asking him what he was doing in the Harem? Why isn't she angry about him missing dinner? "JODHA" he calls out. She stops in her tracks and Jalal waits for her to turn around, but she stands where she is, her back turned to him. He approaches her and slowly grabs her shoulders to turn her around and face him.

"Come with me" he says and takes her hand to walk to his apartments. Jodha doesn't want to go and continues to just stand where she is. Jalal brings his face close to her, so that only she can hear him. "Do I have to order you to come with me or will you come willingly?" Anger flashes in Jodha's eyes, which makes Jalal happy that he can get some emotion out of her, that she's not indifferent to him.

Jodha - "I will never willingly place myself in your company. If you order me, I will follow your command because I do not want to have to pay your forfeit, but never think that I am ever in your presence because I choose it."

Jalal – "So be it, it is my desire for you to accompany me to my apartments. Come With Me Now Jodha."

He starts walking and Jodha has no choice but to walk with him. With a hand gesture Jalal dismisses all of the servants leaving them alone on their walk to Jalal's bedroom.

"I ordered our dinner to be served in my room, so we will have dinner there. Jodha, I don't care if you are mad that I didn't come for our scheduled dinner or not, but now that we are going to eat together I wish to have pleasant company in my presence. Stop pouting and respond properly. I will not deal with this childish behavior." Jalal knows exactly how his words are going to impact Jodha and it doesn't fail to produce the reaction he was anticipating.

Jodha – "of all the self centered, conceited and selfish things to say. You truly think that I care what your opinion of me is? I wish I could ……..

Jalal – "I know, you wish you could leave, you wish you never got married to me, you wish I would just leave you alone. Well my dear Sherni, you are never going to be free of me. I will NEVER let you forget you are my bride, I will NEVER let you forget that you belong to me and that any choices you make in this lifetime are now mine to make for you. Maybe it's time for me to ensure that you understand what it means to be my wife, my bride, my lover………."

They reach Jalal's apartments and Jodha tries to take her hand away from Jalal's grasp. He doesn't let go and stares into her eyes, subduing her attempt to flee. As they enter his apartment, Jalal lets go of her hand and locks the door, barring the only exit from his rooms. "Jodha, tonight you will not be leaving here without my consent. For now, I want to enjoy our dinner, so let us go eat."

By now, Jodha has brought herself to an internal emotional frenzy. She remains calm on the outside, but internally she is very very afraid. She doesn't want to push him again, as she did earlier during the market trip, but has no idea how she can extract herself from this situation. She has never felt so helpless, but must use her wit and stay calm in order to come out ahead of this situation.

They both sit down to eat, no servants are present, just Jalal and Jodha. The food had already been served on two different platters for the Shenshah and his Malika. Jodha looks at the food and has no desire to share in this meal with him. She remembers his conditions, and nowhere did he say she had to consume the food laid out for her. She sees Jalal starting to eat and prays that he will let her go after he is done eating.

Jalal – "Jodha, are you not hungry. I know you didn't eat before either, so why are you not eating?"

Jodha – "I have no desire to eat right now. I have lost my appetite and just wish to return to my rooms so I may rest and change my clothes."

Jalal smiles - "I already instructed your dasi to bring your bed clothes to my room. If you want to get more comfortable, feel free to change. The clothes are on my bed. "

Jodha – " Do you honestly believe that I will change my clothes in your presence. You are not just crazy and sadistic, you are also delusional. I have only been married to you for less than 4 days, and yet you insist on taking every action possible to make me hate you even more than I previously did. Whenever I think I hate you, you do something that only brings those feelings ever more present and deeper."

Jalal – laughs out loud "jodha, Jodha, jodha……you are getting repetitive with your dialogues of hate and vengeance. Its really quite simple, If you do not wish to change on your own, then maybe you need some assistance. I am free to assist you in any way that my Malika orders. Just speak and it shall be done." Jalal smirks and leers at her suggestively.

Jodha has had enough. She forgets her internal cautioning to maintain calm and takes her plate of food and throws it at him. Jalal is dripping from head to foot in food. He smiles with an evil grin and slowly gets up from his chair. Jodha stands up as well and is furious at what he had said earlier and doesn't have the where withal to be regretful of her most current folly. He takes her hand, and without saying anything pulls her with him to his bedroom. The room adjacent to his bedroom is his bathing room, where he starts to strip away his clothes. Jodha turns away from him and takes one step towards the door when Jalal yells "Rukh jao!!!"

Jalal – "Jodha, stop where you are and come here. You can open your eyes, I'm in the bath." Jodha knows that it would be most irrational to run from the room, so she turns around and sees Jalal with his bare chest in the bath water.

Jalal – Since you made me dirty, it is now your job to clean me. Jodha, when will you learn that these childish outbursts of yours will only lead to something else that you may find even more distasteful than the first act. How hard would it have been to just sit with me and partake in our meal together. But No. you have to constantly be at odds with me. Well, my Sherni. Take that cloth, bring the soap and start your job….NOW! Do not defy me again."

Jodha knows that this round has gone to him. What was she thinking, to throw that plate of food, but now, regardless of why she did it, she must follow through with the consequences,

Jodha goes to take the soap and walks towards Jalal. She bends down to sit on the side of the washing area and with her hands shaking presses the soap to lather it on his skin and hair. Jalal closes his eyes, mesmerized at what just one touch can do to him. His Begum, he thinks. ALL Mine! Jalal starts to dream about what life with Jodha could be like….living in Harmony and Peace with each other.

Jodha is repulsed at having to touch him. She shivers as her hand starts to wash his hair, face, chest and back. Her body starts to feel hotter as well. "Must be the warmth from the bath" jodha thinks to herself, and yet there is a feeling that she can't identify, but knows that it is something different. She had noticed throughout the washing, how toned, muscular and fit his body was. This was the body of a warrior, emulating strength from its every pore. Without wasting any more time dwelling on those emotions, Jodha quickly finishes her task frustrated on why she is thinking soft thoughts about him. She reminds herself that he is the enemy and must be alert at all times. He is doing this to weaken her, to break her, and she will not submit.

Jodha puts the soap and cloth down and starts to get up, when Jalal grabs her hand and pulls her into the water with him. Jodha sputters and spits out water from her mouth, flaying her arms about, before she gets her bearings and is able to stand in the bath. Jalal looks at her, admiration in his eyes for her rage and intensity but above all her beauty that shines through no matter where she is. Jodha is standing in the bath, glaring at Jalal.

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I have to say I love reading your FF..

i swear whenever u write u blast my mind! THIS IS AMAZING! please update soon! pleaseee!

you are awesome!!! i love this ff! thanks for pming me. as soon as she threw food plate at him- i knew akbar ( means u writer) was going to make her bathe him!! that was nice one!!

Excellent! I love our feisty Jodha! *cheerleading on* "Go Jodha, go Jodha, go Jodha!!" *cheerleading off* That would be some sight - seeing Jalal covered in food, head to toe 🤣

Originally posted by: ashpat

you are awesome!!! i love this ff! thanks for pming me. as soon as she threw food plate at him- i knew akbar ( means u writer) was going to make her bathe him!! that was nice one!!

can't wait for next one!!!

Thank you so much. I'm going to enjoy writing the next chapter. This FF has been really fun to write. Not sure how much longer it's going to be, but I'm having a blast writing it.