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ONE CHANCE GIVEN 2.8
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here cums ur sign sanyu mata ab to smjh jaao god ji ab aapko aur ky sign deinnn
5
I look up and see Randhir.
Why isn't he at work? Has he been stalking me? Then I look down at my watch, and I see that it's past five... work had to be over. What brought him here though?
He sits down next to me and he looks out into the horizon with me, where couples were walking hand in hand, and children were running around and playing.
"This is a nice place," he said as the cool breeze hit our faces.
Why did he have to come here and spoil this place for me too? I cherished these memories and now he came here out of nowhere.
He was like a ghost, popping up everywhere.
wht th helll hw dare she think abt my rd like tht ghost ssly its she who is ghost here nt ma rd 😡
"How did you know I was here?" I asked him, in an accusatory tone.
"I didn't," Randhir answered simply. "I come here for a stroll sometimes after work."
I looked up at him, surprised. He walked in parks?
"Why?" I asked.
"I don't know... sometimes the air and atmosphere is nice, and I don't want to go home early," he murmured in response.
"Why?" I repeated, looking at him suspiciously.
"I don't want to bother you," he stated simply. "So I like to come home later."
arghhh hw much he cares abt hr but she huh saffi di jldi se sanyu mata ko thodi si akl dedo wrna moi osse chhodungi nhi
He had to be lying... that couldn't be the real reason. If I loved someone, I'd run home to see them as soon as I could. If he really loved me, he would want to go home.
I wasn't aware though, that my definition of love was flawed, and his was flawless. I wasn't aware that he loved me enough to let me breathe even if his breaths fell short, whereas I had only loved to let myself breathe, without caring about whether their breaths fell short.
sanyu ji its ur definition of but the definition of luv by ma rd is as perfect as him😳
"I didn't know you'd be here," he said to me and I looked down.
"Neither did I," I mumbled. "I came out to look for a job... but I landed here."
"You don't need to work," Randhir told me, as he continued to stare into the distance. "I mean, if you want to you could... but don't feel pressured to. We'll live."
"I want to," I told him and then I stood up. "Do you want to go home now? Since you are going against your reasoning for being here."
"I'll go... you stay and enjoy the air," Randhir said. "Come home when you're ready."
Then I looked up at the sky and remembered that when I asked for a sign, it was he who placed his hand on my shoulder.
He started to leave, but I ran after him. As soon as I caught up, panting for air, I said, "Wait - I'll come with you... we'll go together."
6
Randhir looked at me with surprise and I felt good. It felt really nice to be able to surprise him. I smiled up at him and wrapped my hand around his arm.
kyyyaaaws tht moi fainting really
"You sure?" he asked me.
"Of course," I replied with a smile. "Let's go."
We walked together, my hand around his arm and we reached the bus stand. It was crowded, as everyone was going home from work.
"One day, we should get a car," I said to Randhir.
"I'm saving up," Randhir said to me and I smiled at him in delight.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah... don't tell mom or dad though. I don't know how long it will take, but I've started, and with some loans, we may be able to get it sooner," he explained.
awww he is doin this fr sanyu h na such a sweetheart he is
I didn't understand loans, so I nearly zoned out, but our bus stopped in front of us, and there was a rush to get in. Randhir authoritatively took my hand in his and started to lead me towards the entrance.
We managed to make it on the bus, but we were pushed together. The seats were all filled and the bus was crammed. My back was literally pressed against Randhir. It felt weird, but I felt a little comforted knowing that it was Randhir behind me and nobody else.
The bus shook a bit, and I felt something hard against my back. I frowned. I hoped it wasn't what I thought it was. Then the bus stopped at our stop and people started to exit. As soon as I was able to get away from Randhir, I turned around to glare at him, as he was putting away his water bottle.
"I felt that!" I said to him. "That was disgusting Randhir... how could you even --?"
haiiin me cnfused why she gt angry
"Huh?" Randhir asked, looking at me shocked, then he grabbed my wrist and started to pull me out of the bus, so I didn't make a scene in the bus.
As soon as we stepped outside onto the street and started walking home side by side, I continued.
"You're gross," I said, making a face. "Disgusting. Just because I'm a girl."
"What are you even talking about Sanyukta?" Randhir asked me.
"As if you don't know," I accused. "I felt... I felt... that hard thing poking my back!"
I stopped on the road and turned to glare at him and he looked like he was on the verge of laughing.
wth she thought it ws tht lol😆
"Sanyukta... that was a water bottle," he said, and proceeded to remove it from the bag to show it to me.
"What?" I asked with disbelief and started to walk again. "No way!"
"You're so innocent," he told me with a chuckle, as he followed me. "There's a difference in that and a water bottle. It would feel much different."
I frowned... if there was a difference between that and the hardness of a water bottle, then it wouldn't feel like water bottle would have felt. It could have been the water bottle. But I didn't like to be wrong.
maen its actually funny i too dont like to be wrng lol
"As if you have a lot of experience," I mumbled sourly, and we reached our home.
"If I say I do, will it make you feel better?" he asked me with a smile, and I stepped inside, my heart beating fast.
I didn't like it when he said that. The thought of him being with other girls didn't sit well with me for some reason.
I just glared at him because I didn't know how to respond.
7
Later that night after dinner, as soon as I got into bed, Randhir was walking towards his settlement on the ground.
"Randhir," I said, my heart beating fast... not sure if this was the right thing to do, but doing it because the sign I asked for today had brought Randhir to me.
"Mhm?" Randhir asked as he sat down.
"Come sleep with me," I said to him, and felt myself blush.
Randhir stood up and walked up to the bed. He sat next to me and looked at me suspiciously.
"Are you feeling okay?" he asked.
"What are you implying?" I asked him, my mouth nearly falling open.
"No I'm genuinely asking," Randhir said.
"I'm fine, thank you," I mumbled, sounding irritated.
For once, I was allowing him to sleep next to me, and he was retaliating by acting like I was mentally ill. Maybe I would make him sleep on the ground, just because he was behaving this way.
He smiled at me.
"I'm joking. Are you sure you want me to sleep here?" he asked me.
I smiled back at him.
I didn't know why, but today I felt like I bonded well with him. Perhaps to the level of us being friends.
"Yes," I told him. "I need to discuss some important things with you... and I can't hear you if you're so far away."
"Interesting," Randhir said with a smile. "Well, alright then."
He brought his pillow up to the bed and placed it beside mine. Then he turned off the light and I lay down. He joined me on the bed, and then turned around to face me, both of us lying down.
"So you want to talk?" Randhir asked me with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes," I responded. "How many girlfriends have you had?"
He looked at me suspiciously.
"Why?" he asked me, as if I had a motive for asking him.
"Just tell me," I said, sounding frustrated. "I want to know!"
"Is this what you've been thinking about ever since we came back?" he asked me.
"No... as if I have time to think about that," I responded and glared daggers at him.
"So then why do you want to know?" he asked.
I inched closer to him on the bed and propped myself up on one elbow.
"I want to know about how experienced you are physically," I told him.
"You want to know?" Randhir asked, sounding surprised. "Showing you won't work?"
Then my mouth dropped open and I picked up my pillow from under me and hit him hard with it, trying to hold back my laughter.
"Ouch!" he laughed, laying on his back, and I fell on top of him, the pillow falling to the side of the bed.
Then time seemed to freeze for a few moments, and I didn't know why. I never had time freeze like this before... at least not in the way where I would be happy to spend eternity frozen like this.
8
My hands slid up his chest and I could see the way he looked at me, and suddenly the intensity of his love, brought me back to reality. Oh yeah... he loved me and I didn't love him. I didn't consider him to be my husband. I had to constantly remind myself of that.
I pulled myself off him and lay down again.
"So will you tell me?" I asked him, sounding annoyed.
"You're confusing you know," Randhir pointed out. "You want to hear about my experiences, but when I'm offering to show you first hand, you won't accept it?"
"I'm serious," I said with a pout.
"I'm serious too," Randhir said with a smirk.
"You're disgusting, eww," I said. "I bet on the bus, it was not a water bottle."
"You want to know what that feels like?" Randhir asked. "Then you'll know the difference yourself."
I glared at him.
"Gross, you're crossing your limits," I said and hit his chest. "I know you think I'm sexy and you want my body, but just because I'm your wife --"
"Whoa, hold up," Randhir interrupted. "I don't think you're sexy."
"What?" I asked, feeling like someone punched me in the stomach. "I'm not sexy?"
"Nah," Randhir said, shaking his head.
"So you wouldn't sleep with me, despite me being your wife?" I asked him.
He shook his head.
"Nope," he responded.
What in the world? He was talking like I was a guy.
I leaned towards him and caressed his cheek with my fingers.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm not sexy?" I asked with a pout.
Then I leaned even closer to him and I internally smirked, hearing his breathing get faster.
"N - no," he said.
"Are you sure?" I asked softly, my lips moving closer to his.
"I thought you were innocent," he said, his chest heaving up and down.
"I am, you fool," I retorted angrily, then I moved aside, turning my back to him. "But I'm also sexy! Now good night, I don't want to speak to you anymore!"
Then I felt his arm wrap around my stomach from behind me and his body pressed against my back.
He brought his lips to my ear and his breath tickled my skin as he spoke, "This is what 'that' feels like, for the purpose of your knowledge, by the way."
I gasped as I felt it and my eyes squeezed shut. I involuntarily licked my lips as he caressed my stomach softly.
Then he moved away from me, causing my heart to beat faster than ever, and leaving my palms sweaty.
Why was what he just did to me, such a turn on?
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