ONE CHANCE GIVEN 2.8
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Jodha was physically walking towards her room; mentally she was still standing there on the terrace under his husband's captivating gaze and hypnotizing aura. She could see some of the dasi's coming towards her with dry towels and a steam...moti was advising her something but she couldn't hear them saying anything. Her mind was shut and sealed with the thoughts of jalal Unhone humei roka kyun nahi? with just one query revolving in her head she walked aimlessly inside her room followed by a line of dasi's or her friends, as she calls them.
Dinner was being served in the huge dining area, raja bharmal along with mainavati and dadisa were waiting for their jamai sa to come and join them. Jodha was silently sitting on her chair, she had no such intentions to share a meal with him considering those intimate moments they shared just an hour ago, but it was against the rules, she had no option other than to sit like a doll with her still-wet hair. Jalal came and immediately apologized for making them wait. They all sat for the dinner and the feast got started.
Jalal and jodha were stealing glances on each other, sensuous vibrations were transmitting from their body...the physical intimacy had done the damage to their soul, it was the first time after their marriage that they were experiencing such helplessness and a desire...desire to be with each other but helpless due to their ego clashes as who would bow first!
Jalal had caught cold in the rain, he was sniffing and jodha noticed his nose turning red...but she very well knew the reason so she thought to stay silent.
"Shenshah aapki tabhiyat theek hai...kahin khaane mei teekha toh nahi?" Mainavati asked jalal as he had sneezed quite a few times while having dinner. Jalal looked at mainavati with a smiling face and immediately replied "Nahin rani sa bilkul bhi nahi...humei toh teekha khaana behadd pasand hai!" he cheerfully replied after looking at jodha and continued his dinner. Jodha had gone restless ever since jalal took that seat beside her; jalal was sitting on a chair straight opposite of raja sahib who was seated towards the other end and jodha was sitting sideways to jalal so indirectly they were quite close to each other...he was enjoying after seeing her embarrassed. Jalal was happily having his dinner when he felt watery at his feet...he looked down from his side and saw that jodha's hair hadn't been soaked up completely, water was still dripping from them especially when his begum had waved them to her front...he glanced at her but she was busy eating.
"Jodha begum kya hum puch sakte hai ki aap itni bheeg kaise gayi?"
Her eyes turned big and her senses got alerted as she looked at his husband who was asking this question. Is he drunk?
"Haan jodha...kaise bheeg gayi tum beta?" a doting father raja bharmal too pushed her to answer.
Jodha was not getting why jalal was doing this, she thought to put that fork into his eyes but this was a public area so she decided to put that idea on hold. From the corner of the table she could hear a faint giggle of shivani as her naughty sister knew what was going on in there between herself and her jiju sa.
"Haan bolo na jiji...itni bheeg kaise gayi aap?" an over excited shivani threw this question at her mentally praying to not get slapped by her in future.
Jodha was fuming like an oven. She carefully looked at shivani with a smile which was good enough to scare her and suppress her humour, then she looked at her father and said "Bapu sa hum ek dusht ghode ko theek karne bahar gaye the, woh toh theek nahi ho paaya par hum pure bheeg gaye" with this she smirked at jalal and knowingly waved her hair backwards leaving a few droplets of water to fall on his face.
Jalal quickly swiped the water from his face before anyone could see and smirked at jodha who was happily focussing on her plate.
Jodha begum ab hum aapko dikhayenge ki yeh dusht ghoda kya karta hai...agar aapko hamare kareeb aane pe majbur na kar diya toh hamara naam bhi jalaluddin mohammad nahi
The war was on and there was no rescue.
After having dinner, jodha went to their room; she was facing another difficulty of sleeping with jalal. It was not easy to sneak out every day from their room and take a hide in dadisa! She was pacing frantically to and fro in her space muttering "Ab bas yehi reh gaya tha! Ab humei yaha raat bitaani hogi? Woh bhi itna kuch ho jaane ke baad bhi...krishna aap aisa kyu kar rahe hai hamare saath...hamara toh lajja se muh laal hota ja raha hai, woh jo bhi hamare beech hua uske baad hum unke saath akele kaise waqt guzaarne ki kalpana kare..." as she continued her speaking a loud voice interrupted her in between and she turned to see her husband standing at a little distance from her.
Yeh aise kyu dekh rahe hai...aur inke haath mei kya hai? Aur yeh hass kyu rahe hai?
Jalal was hiding something with his hand on the backside and was passing an annoying smile on her which indeed worked and she got confused to see him like this.
Jalal slowly took his hand to the front and jodha saw a steam in his hand. What's he doing with that?
Jalal "Jodha begum agar aapki izaazat ho toh kya hum aapke baal sukhaane mei aapki madad kar sakte hai?"
Jodha got surprised! Shenshah was requesting her! There was no way she could deny that, it would appear very rude. But how could she allow him to do that...it was not his work to do.
"Shenshah hum moti bai ko bula denge woh kar degi aap takleef mat uthaye..."
She replied in a calm tone.
"Jodha begum humne toh suna tha ki aap moti bai ko apna dost samajhti hai"
Jodha "Haan woh hamari dost hi hai shenshah!"
Jalal "Toh fir itni si baat ke liye aap unhe kyu pareshaan kar rahi hai? Waise bhi woh pura din aap hi ke peeche rehti hai, kya unhe aaram ki zarurat nahi hai?" jalal looked at her in an innocent and an expecting way.
Jodha "Hmm...woh toh hai par aap.." jalal cut her in mid way and said "Toh bas...aap baithiye aaram se aur hum aapke baalon ko bhaanp de dete hai"
Jodha was clueless towards jalal's behavior...she quietly sat on her bed while jalal sat behind her with the steam, she really didn't knew what was coming until this happened.
The curtains were flying in the air as cold wind blew inside the room blowing off all the candles at once, the room was filled with darkness which scared jodha and now her thoughts were stuttering like they have lost their leftover shelter. Both jalal and jodha got perplexed to what wind had done to them, turning oblivious to the happenings jalal cautiously while maintaining some distance from her...smoothly took few strands of her hair in his hand and started giving them the steam...within few seconds jodha could feel the hot air passing through the steam, the cold wind blowing inside was playing with the hotness of the steam which made jodha gasp and her breathing turned uneven...jalal noticed this and he smirked at his sexy bhaagin. Turn by turn he took another strands of hair and gave them the steam, jodha till then went breathless, she was trying hard to control her inner feelings or the condition her hormones were in...she didn't wanted to say but he really didn't knew how to give a steam! Jalal could see that she was getting impatient, as he was giving another round of steam she flinched a bit as her back started burning from the extreme hotness of the steam.
Jalal "Muaff kar dijiye jodha begum woh humei aadat nahi hai inn sabki...par hum theek kardete hai...rukiye..." by giving a quick apology and giving no time to jodha he bended forward, touched her back and removed the hair which were coming as a distraction in his job, jodha's breath was caught in her throat, she stiffened at his manly touch and her heart started pumping blood like a maniac. What is he doing??
Jalal then brought close his mouth and blew a little air on her back...his mouth was just few inches away...she could feel his light breath right there, a sensation was built in the atmosphere, jodha was in a trance right now, trance of desire, desire to be his and he was just complicating things by seducing her in such a way. Jalal saw her breath getting heavier second by second...her back was profusely sweating, maybe he was not giving steam in the right manner...he quietly kept the steam on the floor and said in a low whisper "Jodha begum...aapko bahut pasine aa rahe hai...humei ache se bhaanp dena nahi aata hai humei muaff kar dijiye..."
Jodha was in no state of replying she just sat there hearing to his sweet apology. Caught in the spotlight of the moon, they were sitting on the bed, tongue-tied due to the hurricane of their respective feelings, jalal touched her back once again but this time it was a delicate touch to soothe her burning back...jodha clasped and caught the bedsheet in order to support herself, his touch weaved a different tune which was getting heavy on her soul, his fingers suddenly worked as a magic wand and she was feeling much better but her heart was already on the verge of playing seasaw...and she was afraid to fall down. She felt him closing up on her...he could feel his jama touching on her back...her heart again started the treadmill...he was bending towards her and she could feel his silky hair on her back, she started breathing heavily and closed her eyes while he closed up on her and his light breathing was traumatizing her ears...she had no capacity to think...a sudden current travelled in her body when he heard him say something...a faint whisper...but she was so busy in feeling him that she skipped his words...
"huh...?" was the only word she managed to utter
"Jodha begum aapke baal sukh gaye hai ab hum chalte hai...shabba khair"
He said these lines in the most softest way possible and her mouth got half open in shock Whattt???
Jalal had won it, he knew. The priceless expression on her face had said it all.
He smirked and lightly laughed but controlled himself by folding up his lips to the mouth. He then slowly distanced himself from her, he was about to leave the bed when she caught his wrist making him smirk more. He turned and found her staring at him lovingly, her eyes were reflecting deep passion hidden in them and she lightly pulled his hand causing him to sit on the bed, she advanced herself towards him, jalal was surprised at her audacity but he was enjoying it, he knew after what he did she was bound to react like this so he also closed up on her, enough of waiting he thought to himself. She kept her hands on his chest causing him to bent backward and lay on the bed, her touch made him go restless and he wanted to make her his in no time. Now they were laying on the bed with jodha partially lying on him, an inch gap between them just for the air to pass...they were lost in each other, their eyes were reflecting the longing they experienced in these days...jodha lightly ruffled his hair causing him to smile...she tilted her head towards his neck, he closed his eyes to take in her fragrance, finally he had her love by his side, his Jodha! Suddenly he felt something hot...he opened his eyes and wearing a confused expression on his face he saw that jodha was giving steam to his hair! What the hell?? He sat up slowly and looked at her in frustration "Yeh sab kya hai jodha begum?"
Jodha kept the steam back on the floor and answered him "Main aapko bhaanp kaise dete hai yeh seekha rahi thi, ab aapko kisise shama nahi maangni padegi shenshah, raatri bahut ho gayi hai, ab hum aapki aagya lete hai" leaving him speechless she left the bed but was pulled back by his husband. She opened her mouth to say something but he slammed his lips onto her, she tried to back off but he being the jalaluddin mohammad grabbed her and kissed her hard, he relished her lower lip asking for entrance, she got back a little as he was pushing on her, slowly she lost control and gave him the permission. Their tongues were wet and warm, they traced each other lips and teased each other in every manner with grace, that kiss; hard, but soft; fiery but cool; a split second but also forever. They were panting in the steamy hotness of their room, her chunri was lying on the corner of the bed and his upper cloth was already removed, they were ruling each other as who can do it better, he kissed her neck, nuzzled his tongue there which caused her to moan his name in the most sensuous way, by then they were completely lying on the bed on each other, jalal threw her blouse away and fondled her bosom...she breathed heavily and grabbed his hair in pleasure, he kissed them and made them hard till she was satisfied, then he planted kisses on her stomach...jodha sighed deeply, with no more patience left he quickly untied her choli and pulled his paijama down, then he came up to face her asking for her approval, all their fights, misunderstandings came as a flashback in front of their eyes, but now they had realized that their love was much bigger than those odds...she kissed his lips in full passion, allowing him to go further...they kept kissing each other till they were out of breath, then he slowly entered her making her gasp at first, but he was gentle and she was trusting him completely, an explosion of total peace and serenity overwhelmed them both. The true meaning of life, the love, and the utter wonder on both of their faces, hoping this night would never end. They made love for hours and then fell asleep in each other's arms.
After few days
In Agra
Morning rays of the sun glowed up the sky and the bright waves penetrated in a room where the two love souls were peacefully sleeping in each other's embrace tightly hugging and clinging on to each other, jodha opened her eyes and breathed deeply, she saw him cutely sleeping near to her, by slowly settling him on the bed she wore her morning gown and came out of the bed. She took a bath and stood before the mirror while getting ready for her morning pooja, a deep hidden glow was shining out on her face and she was smiling like a teen girl falling in love for the first time! She also noticed the red mark on her neck and blushed hard remembering the last night...she was lost in the moment when a pair of hands engulfed her waist and she saw her husband emerging up in the mirror. He was grinning like an idiot; he lightly kissed her cheek which made her pink cheeks turn into beetroot red! He hugged her deeper from the back...
They stood there for seconds looking in the mirror and admiring each other...
"Hum har subah aapke saath aise hi rehna chahte hai shenshah" jodha innocently said looking into his eyes in the mirror.
Jalal made her turn and said in a shock manner "Aur raat? Raat ka kya jodha begum?"
Jodha was shocked at her husband's mischief, no wonder she calls her dusht! She smacked his arm lightly which made him laugh, he kissed her forehead and said "Hum aapse bahut mohabbat karte hai jodha begum"
Jodha looked in his sincere eyes and hugged him giving him all the answers, she whispered lightly in his chest "hum bhi aapse bahut pyaar karte hai shenshah" closing their eyes in immense satisfaction they thanked god for binding them together, and they promised to die in each other's arms for all their next lives.
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