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Flashback-

Her niece rushed into the bedroom to irritate Samrat, but Samrat was in the toilet. Gunjan followed the child and scolded her. Suddenly Samrat came out in a towel, and the giggling kid ran away, leaving Gunjan behind. She was startled and asked her husband why he was in a towel in front of her niece. Naughtily, Samrat locked the bedroom door and walked towards Gunjan. He told her he was ready for her. She was puzzled and he suddenly took off the towel to reveal a pair of boxers. But Gunjan's heart skipped a beat.

Samrat!

Haan Chashmish?

Kya kar rahe ho!

Shaking her head, Gunjan moved away to the toilet, when Samrat pulled her and engulfed his wet arms around her. She blushed. He shook his head, sending drops of water on her face. She closed her eyes and looked away shyly. He kissed her cheek, then lingering on, he kissed her nose, forehead then the other cheek. She kept her eyes closed. He held her tight.

Samrat... Cchodo na! Bhaabhi bula rahi hai!

Chashmish... Mujhe tumne kuch kehna hai...

Gunjan looked at him.

Kya?

Mujhe ek cheez chaahiye...

Kaunsa cheez?

Actually aisa kuch favour jo sirf tum mujhe de saktei ho...

She looked at him questioningly. He smiled naughtily.

Ek cchota Sammy ya ek cchoti Chashmish...

Gunjan gasped and blushed. She tried to free herslf shyly, but Samrat pulled her closer.

Chashmish...

He whispered into her ear that today he was in a mood.

Gunjan blushed further, and he was enjoying her flustered mood.

Samrat... Aaj toh kuch mehmaan...

Shhh...

He put his finger on a lip, and stroked it.

Chashmish... Maine Bhaabhi ko bataonga ki aaj mein aur tum kahi aur jagah mein hona hain...

She looked at him shyly

K-k-kaha pe?

Aisa ek jagah jahan koi hum ko disturb nahi kar sakta hain

Samrat...

He moved a part of her hair from one of her shoulders, and kissed her neck. Gunjan closed her eyes. Samrat looked at her and touched her nose.

Chashmish... Maine aaj tumhe pick up karunga. Aaj raat. 8pm mein...

She blsuhed, and he released her. She became startled and he winked.

Taiyaar rehna?

She nodded, then blushing, rushed out of the room after glancing back at him.

Samrat gave a victory whoop, and then put his hands on his hair, smiling and laughing happily. He looked at the door and decided that he had to take his wife away today, and his pyaari bhaabhi wont mind.

Flashback ends

She was back from work. Guests were to arrive at 9 and she still didnt tell Bhabhi about Samrat's plan. She was scared and nervous. She helped in arrangements and kept a nervous eye on the clock. It was almost 7.25 when her bhabhi suddenly came up to her.

Arre gunjan tum taiyaar nahi ho abhi tak?

Bhabhi, guests jab aayega tab mein taiyar rahngi.

Arre gunjan phaaltu baat mat karo, by god! Samrat tumhe lene aa rahe hain aat bajein! Kuch overnight bag pack karlo aur ready ho jao.

Gunjan turned red.

Tumhe pata tha?

Haan. Of course!

Par guests...

Uff Gunjan, yaha logon hai, naukar hai, sab hain! Pareshaan kyon? Ab jaa!

Nupur smilingly pushed her gently towards the door of the kitchen.

Gunjan was deep red, as she packed a small bag. The clock struck 7.50, and she was ready, wearing a spaghetti strapped anarkali salwar kameez suit. She came down with her bag and waited in the kicthen. Nupur teasingly winked at her before leaving the kitchen.

Gunjan was pretty nervous.

Suddenly her phone rang and it was five minutes past 8. It was Samrat.

Chashmish... Ready?

Haan Samrat...

She was shivering. After their suhaag raat, her shyness with Samrat got broken. But now her shyness came back, uncontrollably- and she did not understand why.

Aa jao. Main gaadi mein hoon.

She smiled shyly

Aa rahi hoon.

She went to say a quick goodbye to Nupur before other relatives in the house found out, sneaked through the backdoor, where Samrat's car was waiting. She kept her duffel bag in the back seat and then sat in the front.

Samrat smiled at her and took her hand.

I love you Chashmish!

I love you too!

He then gently blindfolded her, telling her that he was taking her to a surprise location.

Gunjan was growing more nervous. Koi hotel? Resort?

Nahi Chashmish... Surprise hai...

Keeping one hand on hers, Samrat drove off gently. Today he was in no mood to go at high spped. He enjoyed making suspense and her flustered questions. He was in no hurry.

He was in black, his smile a charming soft one, his eyes twinkling as he kept on glancing at his wife. Gunjan was stupefied and excited yet extremely nervous and shivering with anticipation. He at last stopped and asked her to wait in the car. He got out, and gunjan waited. After what seemed like eternity, her door opened and her husband gave out his hand.

Chashmish?

Tum kaha gaye the Samrat!

Aao...

He held her hand, helped her get out, his hand sheilding her head from the car ceiling and door.

Then he led her foward, pressed the car lock button on his car keys and stopped.

Khoolo Chashmish...

She opened her eyes and gasped. A bungalow house that belonged to Samrat stood there in magnificence. Some tenants had to move away so left the hous, and Samrat took the chance to come here.

Chahsmish... Jab hummein space zaroorat hain tab hum yaha pe aa jaonga, humaarein family se kuch alag time ke liye...

He stood behind her, his arms around her stomache, his face resting on her left shoulder.

Samrat...

She blushed.

Chalein andar?

Gunjan blushed at the anticipation, and Samrat took her hand and led her in.

Dinner was a light Italian preparation with red wine and gelato ice cream for dessert. The couple gazed at each other as they ate and drank on the table. Then they got up and cleared up.

Gunjan looked at the time. It was almost 9, and she was sweating. She went off to take a shower while Samrat played a gentle music on the player and went off for a quick swim in the indoor pool.

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