FF- Hum ho gaye apke (UPDATED) PART 6- Page 15 (20/4/14) - Page 7

So Journey started after Salim Chisti's episode.I just love the way Jalal was praising Jodha.Ruku is Abhimani as she is.But love to see Jodha a matured and totally understandable.She understood Jalal's condition.Loved the way Jalal hold her hand.And then at night he came to see Jodha,who was suffering from fever.

I love that total scenerio.You had writtinn it so beautifully.But Jodha still don't want to cofess to avoid the clash between her and ruku.

Then Ruku and her nakhras!main thak gai hoo aaram chahiye.Jodha is making food for jalal and Jalal is watching her each and evry action and enjoying it too.

Bangle incident was beautifully.He knew that Jodha will wear and ruku will not.But still he allowed her to take a chance.But ruku insulted Jodha and Jalal fir se bhadak gaya.Love his anger.

And Jalal knew that she love him and he also love her.Lekin pyaar ke beech me koi na koi aa hi jata hai.

But still he don't understand why she is refusing that she love Jalal?

Jodha is still restless but stil fresh from heart.Just like Jalal.Rahim and Jodha are too cute together.And Jalal is enjoying it too.

Now you are planning for SR?how?

All the foru chap you updated are too beautiful and i totally loved it.

Thank you.

Please PM me after updating the next chap.

Part 5: (SUHAG RAAT) 😳😳

Jodha walked mindlessly into her hojra collapsing in a heap on the floor. Her mind kept replaying the scene that had just occurred, she couldn't forget his touch. Moti ran into the horja shocked at her befuddled state.

"Jodha! Aap thik toh hain na? Kya hua aap ko?" She asked bending down next to her. Jodha didn't reply to her she stayed still, as though she couldn't hear her.

"Jodha! Kya hua aap ko? Koyi aap se kuch batameezi ki kya? Hum Malika e azam ko bhulyai kya?" She asked shaking her by the shoulders when she still didn't respond. "Jodha ishwar ki liye kuch toh kahiye, hum shahenshah ko bhuyale kya?" She asked shrilly when Jodha still didn't reply.

Jodha snapped out of her trance, the words "Shahensha" out of Motibai's mouth seemed to jolt her out of her trance. She stood and sat on the bed, with Moti following her anxiously.

"Moti, humme ekanth chahiye... Jao yaha se" She said expressionlessly.

"Parantu Jodha-

"Hum ne khaha na, jao yaha se" She repeated in a monotonous voice. Casting a worried look at her childhood friend, motibai walked out of the hojra, drawing the curtains behind her.

Jodha placed her face in her hands and finally allowed the tears to escape from her eyes in despair. How had she allowed this to happen, after the promise she had made to herself? She had vowed to stay away from him and yet she had committed such a blunder. How had she allowed his advances? Why had she enjoyed his lips on hers? Hai ishwar aapne humara jeevan itne katore kyun bana diya? Pehele humare vivah uss viketi se karvai jisse hum ghrna karte the aur phir use se prem huyi humme. Kyun ishwar? Kyun?

The first rays of sunlight broke across the sky and with it they brought a new sense of determination with them. Jodha had barely slept all night, she had thought, of how she could stop her broken heart from falling apart even further, and she had found a solution. She had decided to ignore him completely. She knew it would break her heart and cause her much pain but it was the only way she could control her heart, her love.

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"Adam.. age se agar aise koyi Galati huyi toh hum tumarhi subedaane tumse cheen lenge, ab jao yahan se" Barked an infuriated Jalal. He walked over to his bed and sat down massaging the bridge of his nose with his forefinger and thumb. He'd had enough. Abul Maali's army was planning an attack, the religious maulivis were complaining about his tolerance for Hinduism, the rajputana's of mewad were resisting capture, the harem was buzzing with complaints against Ruqaiya and then there was her. He sighed, once again he felt himself being engrossed in her thoughts despite his wishes. He hadn't seen her for over a week now, everyday he walked out in the gardens hoping to catch a glimpse of her but alas he never saw her. Heck he had even sent a message requesting to meet her but she had declined saying she was ill. He'd frowned at her refusal but didn't push it, for the respect he held for her now. He stood up in uneasiness frustrated. He was going to go and see her now, whether she liked it or not.

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Jodha was sitting in front of her Kanha, her hands folded in prayer. Ever since she had desolated herself from him, all she thought about was him. Every thought that passed her mind had his memory in it, every breath that left her mouth had his name on it. Jodha had changed, she was no longer the fiery rajputana princess she once was, she was now only a sober queen, denied of the only thing she desired, her husband. She sat today praying for him, for his welfare.

Hai Kanha, humari sirf ek hi vinithi hai ki aap humesha apne sahe shahenshah par banaye rakhna. Unpe koyi kisam ki aanch mat lagne dena. She prayed, closing her eyes.

"Moti... zara Prasad de na" She called out, outstretching her hand. She took the bowl passed to her and after offering it to the lord she turned to give moti some Prasad when her heart stopped. Standing in front of her, with a smile adorning his lips, was the Shahensha-e-Hind, Jallaluddin Mohamadd Akbar.

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Jalal walked into her hojra and held up his hand to stop the guards from announcing his presence. He removed his jhoota at the doorstep, and continued inside. He saw her sitting in front of her Kanha, facing away from him. It was strange, how all his uneasiness, all his frustration seemed to vanish just at the sight of her. He walked in closer as if she were a magnet drawing him in nearer to her. Silently he waved motibai off, gesturing her to leave them alone and she disappeared with a quick Namaste. He went and stood behind her and the calming aura that rolled off him seemed to ease his tension as he stood silently while she prayed with her eyes closed.

"Moti... zara Prasad de na" She said, not turning back to look but simply outstretching her hand. He picked up the small bowl and handed it to her while she unknowingly took it from him. She offered it to the god and turned around to hand the Prasad to Motibai, with her hand outstretched with Prasad when she froze. Ya Allah, she was beautiful, she seemed a little subdued but it couldn't mask her beauty hiding behind it. Her beautiful doe-like eyes widened, her eyebrows shooting upwards in shock, the slight animation to her face seemed to make her even more beautiful with her hair loosely tied into a simple plait. Unable to help himself Jalal gently clasped his hands around hers and brought her hand up to his mouth, opening his mouth in order to consume the Prasad. Her fingers lightly brushed against his lips as she placed the ladoo into his mouth. He smirked at her unhelping and released her hand, and she blushed a bright shade of scarlet and pulled her hand away hastily.

"A...Aaap yahan?" She stuttered, turning away from him to place the Prasad bowl down on a table.

"Haan hum" He said simply.

"Aap yahan kyun aaye hain?" She asked, seeming flustered.

"Aapse kuch poochna tha humme Jodha Begum" He replied.

"Shahenshah, who kya hain na hum abhi bohot thakki huyi hain, hum aapse koyi aur same baat karlenge, abhi humme vishram karni hain, Pranam" She said not meeting him in the eye and turning around in the pretence of setting something straight. Her words caused his anger to rile up, and he could no longer bear her avoidance towards him. He strode up to her angrily and grasped her by the upper arms pulling her against the wall, pinning her to it. He trapped her against the wall by pressing against her body with hers, effectively capturing her in-between the wall and his body. She looked up at him in shock and struggled against him whilst he kept his grip firm.

"Shahenshah, yeh aap kya kar rahein hai? Chodiyen humme" She said, struggling against his brute strength, but he refused to budge.

"Nahi, hum aapko tab tak nahi chodienge jab tak aap humme sab sach sach nahi batatein hain" He said, easily overpowering her.

"Kya matlab? Hum aapse kuch nahi chupaya" She lied through her teeth still struggling to free herself.

"Jhoot Jodha Begum, jhoot bole rahi hain aap humse, aap pichle ek hafte se hume nazar andaazi kar rahi hain, aapne humari paigam ko bhi tukra dia hain" He growled at her.

"A...aap...aise koyi baat nahi hain Shahenshah, humme bas bohot kam tha" She stammered, unwilling to meet his gaze. Somehow her not looking at him irritated him further and he tightened his grip on his arm.

"Aaa!" She cried out softly in pain, tears falling from her eyes at the pain. He immediately loosened his grasp at her cry and instantly regretted his short temper, and for causing her pain. His anger cooled instantly and his eyes softened. He released on arm and brought his hand up to her face, wiping away he tears with his thumb, while she still cast her eyes downwards. He gave a sigh of regret, she was stubborn, and ziddi, but allah kasam he loved this woman.

"Jodha... humme dekho" He whispered, his voice turning soft and pleading. The use of her name from his lips without any formalities for the first time caused her to look up at him. Her eyes locked with his and that's when she felt herself slipping. How could she lie to this man, this man who meant the world to her, this man who she loved with all her heart? "Humme sach batao" He added in the same soft tone.

She felt a sudden rush at his words. Why was he doing this to her? Why was he making this so hard? She could face his anger but how could she face his love?

"Kyun? Kyun kar rahe ho aap yeh sab? Kyun fark padta hai aapko? Kyun hum aapse ghrina nahi kar paate? Kyun hum jab bhi ankh band katein hain humme sirf aapka chera dikhaye dehta haain? Kyun?" She cried out, pushing against his chest in frustartaion, tears streaming down her face.

"Kyun ki aap humse mohobatt karti hain" He said, his heart bursting with happiness. She looked up at him with shock at his words, tears still streaming down her face. He was right, and now he knew it. She sobbed silently, her fingers clutching the material of his jamma.

His eyebrows furrowed at the tears and he brushed them away from her face. "Shhh Khuda ki liye aap math royiye, humme aapke aansoon bardash nahi hotein" He whispered, leaning in close to her tucking a stray lock of her hair behind her ear. Her breathing fastened as she felt his nose brush past her cheek and across her jawline.

"Aa...aap yeh kya...kya kar rahe ho?" She said in a raspy voice, her voice sounding breathless.

"Hmmm" He said caressing her neck with his lips. "Kuch nahi" He whispered against the skin of her tantalising throat, as she tilted her neck helplessly, giving him access to the crook of her neck and her nape.

"Shahenshah... Yeh sahi nahi hai... Humme jaane dijiye" She said, trying to sound firm but failing miserably. He chuckled into the skin at her nape.

"Kya aap sach mein jaana chati hain? Aap jhoot bol rahi hain, hummare aapke paas aana, aapko choona, aapse mohobatt karna aapko pasand hain, kyunki aap humse mohobatt karti hain." He whispered into her neck as he lightly grazed the skin there with his teeth, in response she let out a soft gasp, her hands tightening on his.

"Koyi aa jaiga, chodien humme" She pleaded as he continued his sweet torture.

"Aane dijiye, hum koyi gunah nahi kar rahe hain, aap humari biwi hai aur hum aapke shaurar, yeh toh humara haq hai" He said his voice trembling across her skin seductively. "Aur vaise bhi ab yeh sab toh hum sirf aap hi ki saath karna chate hain, agar koyi aur humari paas bhi aye toh bhi humme sirf aapke chehra hi dikhai detha hain" He said his voice turning husky.

"Kyun" She asked in a soft, trembling voice her hand now feebly holding his rather than trying to prise them away from hers. He bent low to her ear and pressed his lips against her cheek, causing her to turn a beautiful shade of rose in his wake. "Kyunki hum aapse behintihaan mohobbat karte hain, aur ab to hum ho gaye aapke, sirf aapke" He whispered. Her eyes flew open at his statement and tears began to fall out of them again, he smiled at her and raised his face to place a kiss on the crown of her head tenderly. She felt his lips on her face, gently kissing her tears away. Her eyes closed as she felt his lips on hers and her hands dropped from around his, fastening themselves around his neck, pulling him in closer. His action of hers prompted him into releasing her arms and wrapping his arm around her waist, moulding her warm, soft body to his. His lips moved in harmony with hers whilst he cupped her face so as to bring them closer to each other, his hand weaving through her hair, as her pulled the hair tie out of her hair loosening her plait. His hands buried themselves in her long, silky tresses while her hands tugged at his usually neat hairstyle. Her touch was driving him crazy so he pinned her hands up against the wall with his hands and continued to kiss her passionately parting her lips. The moment his tongue touched hers she let out a soft moan, prompting him to tighten his grasp on her. After several moments they finally broke apart for air, both breathing rapidly.

His hand was placed on her partially exposed waist whilst hers were wound around his neck with her fingers woven into his light brown tresses. He lifted his face from hers, tilting his head back to gauge her reaction, her milky skin had turned a beautiful scarlet and she looked astounded at what had occurred. He smirked and released her waist and she dropped her arms from around his neck and was about to walk away when her caught her wrist. Bringing it up to his lips he gently kissed the underside of it, causing a shy smile to appear on his begum's heart-shaped face. He pulled her gently so that her back thudded softly against his chest.

"Aap kahan ja rahi hain Jodha Begum?" He whispered tickling her cheek. "Humme bohot bukh lagi hain" He teased. She turned with a frown on her face and placed a hand on his chest.

"Aap ne abhi tak kuch khaye nahi kya? Aap bhi na bilkul chotte balak ki jaise hain, aapne khayal thodi se bhi nahi rak sakte hain! Aap abhi rukiye hum aapke liye kuch mangvate hain" She scolded him, while he smirked. She turned to leave but found he had not still released her hand.

"Aap hummari baat samjhi nahi, hum ne kaha ki humme bohot bukh lagi hain" He smirked.

"Haan toh issiliye hum kuch maangvane ki liye jaa rahe hain" She said confused.

"Humari bhukh khanna se nahi mit ne vali" He said cheekily. She frowned in confusion. He pulled her into his arms. "Hummein aap chahiye" He whispered. She blushed and looked away shyly. He pressed his lips against hers seductively and she whimpered under his sweet assault. He swiftly bent down and picked her up in his arms, not leaving her lips for a moment and placed her on the bed. She turned her head to the side allowing him to press his lips along her collarbones. He pulled off his jamma and she traced her fingers along the muscles of his chest, committing them to memory. He lifted the thin material of her dupatta that was wrapped around her and threw it carelessly on the ground, which was followed by the red blouse that she wore and gently lay over her, making sure not to place all of his weight on her. "Jodha, hum ne pehele bhi kaha hain lekin aaj phir se kahenge humme aaj tak aap jitney khoobsurat aurat apne zindaji mein nahi dekhi, allah kasam hum aapse marte dam tak mohobbatt karte rahenge" He said staring into her warm eyes. She smiled and placed a hand on his cheek and brushed his hair off his forehead with a loving expression in her eyes. "Hum ne kabhi nahi socha tha ki hum kisse se itna prem kar sakte the, lekin ab aap hi humari sab kuch hain, aap se hi humari jeven shuru hoti hain aur aap se hi katam" She said softly, lifting her head to kiss his softly on the cheek. His heart seemed to verflow with joy at her words. Ya allah shukriya ki tum ne humme humari chahat aur humari jivan de di, humme Jodha de di, he prayed, looking deep into her eyes in which he had never seen so much love for him. He cupped her face with a hand and pulled the covers up with his free hand, enveloping them in darkness, claiming what was rightfully his, his Jodha.

Precap: Morning Romance 😳😆

Loved it dear...keep it up..😳

Plz continue soon

Glad you liked it... 😉 Wnated to keep it as clean as possible so that younger audiences could read it... ROFL😆😆 Thanks for the fab comment... 😃