His desire for Jodha increased as the dance went on. Soon all the men had got up and had left except Jalal, the dancer had left (Atifa) but a women entered. A women he knew as his beloved, Jodha but a question remained in his mind why was her face covered in the beautiful veil. She came and sat on his lap kindly shocking him but in the good way. She gave him a few strong drinks making his mind fussy but still being able to see only his beauty, his begum.
" Jodha begum, you look different today." Jalal told her.
" The alcohol must've gotten to your mind, Shenshah." she answered sweetly.
" Your voice---." he was cut off buy Jodha getting up which he smashed down back into his lap.
And then he started leading her to a room. She quickly sat on the chair in front of the mirror and he started to untie her blouse. But his real love was somewhere else.
Where was her beloved Jalal. The function had ended long ago according to a bhandi. The badshah huzoor had also left. Jodha's eyebrows furrowed and tension took over her face, shenshah never and by that she meant he never went to sleep without wishing her good night. After wandering through the whole palace she finally decided to go to the dancers floor, maybe they knew where he was. The door of one of the chambers was open by a little bit so she stepped in, she was the Consort Begum of all. But she immediately regretted that choice and the scene in front of her was much worse then falling of a cliff into spikes a thousand times. There was the love of her life untying a dancer's blouse and was smirking at her in a lustful way. Her name she remembered was Atifa. she couldn't help but let out a gasp which made them look at her. Jalal widened his eyes SHOCKED. He looked at them both and was confused but Jodha's next words shocked him the most
" NAFRAT hai humme aapse Shahenshah Jalaluddin Muhammad Akbar" and with that she spun her heel and left.
The alcohol left from his eyes quickly. The women in front of him was just a clone and he had upsetted his one and only love because of it.Rage. Rage was the only feeling or word to describe how he felt, he yelled to his soldiers to lock the dancer up and execute her after tormenting her for an hour. He then ran to his lovers chamber.
His heart cracked when he saw her petite figure quietly sobbing on her bed. But the flimsy dress she was wearing made his lust come back. She wasn't wearing her chunri only a blouse and flimsy ghagra completely showing off her toned thin waist. Oh the back, the back of the blouse was all laces and dores showing her back as well and her silky zulfe were completely straight. He pushed those thoughts aside and grabbed Jodha and hushed her while hugging her. After having nok jhok with Jodha for a few minuted she funally gave in to the truth and hugged him back. Jalal slowly nibbled on her ear making Jodha's breathe hitch.
" Sirf humari hai aap."
And we can just say the rest was history., and the two had a very eventful night.
And that eventful night was the day the next mughal heir, Salim was conceived.
Thanks alot for waiting guys.
Edited by jazzxxqueen - 8 years ago
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