Chapter 9
Omkaara stood in a frozen silence. His expectations went crashing when he realized the he is scaring her with his love, shattering his heart in to million pieces. He was supposed to make her feel loved and special and not scared and insecure. He turned around to take his car keys and made an effort to silently leave. Gauri was not sure whether or not she should ask him, since its late night.
"Main apni studio jaa raha hoon. Raat ko nahi aaonga. Tum so jao. Take care" His voice sounded immensely hurt and broken down.
It has been 4 days since this drama continues, until Gauri's guilt reached it's limit. He had been coming off early, and leaving the house as quickly as possible after freshening up. She had not been receiving any messages apart from customary night messages asking her to take care and have a peaceful sleep. She received one a few hours before, but she was beyond guilty and restless to not have him around for 4 days now. It was 3 in the night and Gauri's couldn't tolerate more. She dialed him unsure whether he'd pickup or not, since he might have been asleep. He picked it up in just few rings.
"Haan. Gauri.. Sab teek hai? You are still awake?" There was every ounce of concern in his voice.
"Haan.. main teek hoon.. agar main ek baat kahoon to aap bina sawal kiye, maan jaayenge?"
"Bolo" his voice was groggy
"Ghar aajayiye, Abhi"
There was a brief silence.
"aaraha hoon" He cut the call
**
He came in to find his wife, sitting in the middle of bed, facing down. Her face swollen and red, eyes all soaky and teary, he had to restrain every limb from hugging her and comforting her as much as he can. They had minimum conversations, as he lied down soon after she asked him so.
They were facing each other's back, yearning for each other's comfort, not knowing how to express it, given the difficult situation.
"I'm sorry, mujhe aise aap pe gussa nahi honi chahiye thi" She finally let out her heartfelt sorry.
There wasn't any response from him, as expected except for
"It's ok, abhi so jao"
**
Another 4 days passed in dull gloominess, as he restrained himself much into striking any kind of normal conversations. Though not in his element, he never backed off from any care that he showered, like it was a routine for him. Her efforts to end the impasse went on vain, since he was calm and withdrawn.
In the late evening, Omkaara had called in Gauri for an important discussion. Gauri expected they are probably gonna end the impasse, only to be shocked beyond her senses when he handed her a pile of papers, a WILL.
A will that declared that this house belonged as much to her as him and he had converted all his earnings as the share of his only WIFE, Gauri. The will also read that no one, CLEARLY NO ONE even himself had the right to ask her to move out of the house, unless it was self decided. Signed by Omkaara singh Oberoi
It was a tougher one to indicate what did Gauri actually feel, on the first place. Anger or Shock or Mad rage?
Before she even spoke, he said more to increase her already raging temper, to its peak.
"Main 10 din ke liye London jaa raha hoon, idhar rahoonga to tumhe pareshaan karte rahoonga. Main nahi chahtha ki meri pyaar ki wajah se tum pareshaan raho. To I thought this is the best solution. Main wahan ki studio se kaam karna chahtha hoon, for some time. Maine yeh will 2 din pehle banaye, socha tumhe dekar jaaon"
Gauri lost it.
"Yeh kya pagal pan hai" Anger overwhelming, she threw the papers on his chest.
Omkaara looked at her, unclear. Isn't this supposed to calm down her insecurity?
"Kyun Gauri.. I understand that you are insecure kyunki maine baar baar tumhe ghar se nikaala tha. Par ab aisa nahi hoga. Maine yeh sab issliye kiya taaki tumhe yakeen hojay ki am very serious about you"
"Mujhe aapki aur aapki pyaar khone ki darr hai, aapki paisa khone ki nahi.. Kaash ek baar .. ek baar aap mujhe teek se samajhthe" She was exasperated. "Rakh lijiye aapki paisa aur ghar aap ki paas, mujhe ghar ki matlab aap hai.. samjhe aap.. agar aapki pyaar nahi hai, mujhe koi ghar ya paisa milne se koi matlab nahi." She clutched his shirt and shook him so fiercely, that buttons flung open until his chest.
Omkaara certainly didn't expect such an outburst from her. He could just bare to stand as a silent witness of the emotional outburst of his wife.
"Agar aap oberoi nahi hothe, aap ki paas itna shandaar ghar nahi hote, tab bhi main aapko itna pyaar karthi. Aap na kabhi mujhe samajh hi nahi paaye. Meri pyaar ki value de rahe hain aap. Kya aap ko sach mein lagtha hai, ye khagaz , aapko wapas khone ki darr ko dur kar payega? Haan.. main darr gayi thi, aap ki pyaar se. Kyunki aadat nahi mujhe, aise pyaar mehsoos karne ki. Mujhe umeed bhi nahi thi, ki aap itna pyaar dikhayenge, mujhe. Jab pata chala, main dar gayi, ki kya yeh zindagi bhar milega ya nahi? Meri phooti kismet se mujhe waise bhi zyaada umeed nahi thi, toh issbaar bhi nahi."
She went on to collect the papers.
"Mujhe sirf aap se matlab hai, omkaara ki .. naahi Omkaara singh oberoi ki .. samjhe aap?" saying so, she tore off the will, and threw it down.
"Aur kya keh rahe the aap.. London jaa rahe.. jaayiye.. yahi toh jaante hai aap.. khud bhaago ya mujhe bhagao. Maine ek baar gussa nahi kiya, toh kya aap mujhe chodke London bhagenge?" She was shaking him again. "Agar mujhe chodke jaane ki itni showk thi, to mujhe wapas laayayi kyun? Bak chuki hoon main aapki aisi harkaton se, iss baar aapki manmaani nahi chalegi. Aap koi London nahi jaoge.. samjhe aap.. main aapko kahin nahi jaane doongi" She stood battling her uncontrollable tears, red nosed, her body tired and exhausted of this emotional battle.
And it was just seconds. Within seconds she was in his arms, all tight and sealed as his lips plunged into hers, her mouth made to part to allow his hungry and insatiable tongue to meet hers. She was not in her senses, she needed not to be. All she knew she was in his arms, and he wasnt leaving her. THAT WAS JUST ENOUGH!
While she had completely surrendered, he sought her like a man starved for months or years together. He knew he was probably crossing the line and was going borderline rough which certainly was not the way her rosebuds needed be treated, he needed this. While her anger a week back, broke him into pieces, the anger that she displayed minutes back, gave an immense sense of belonging and peace to his turbulent mind. The first time, he heard her speaking with so much of "HAQ" of that of his WIFE; he just couldn't help but let himself go. The pent up frustrations overwhelming, he sought her lips again and again, leaving it deep, swollen and red, as she had to forcefully separate them due to lack of oxygen.
"Omk.. aara..j. Rukiye zara.." She spoke with immense difficulty amidst bated breath.
"Haan.. rukne wala hi hoon, tumhaari paas, mujhe tumhe chodke kahin nahi jaana" He nuzzled his nose in the nape of her neck.
"Toh aap London nahi jaa rahe.." She needed to make sure, he isn't leaving
"Nahi .. jaa raha hoon.. Pehle se ab tak, tumhe bahut pareshaani de diya na maine.. to aur kuch hi sahi.. Main tumhe apni pyaar se pareshaan karne wala hoon"
Her eyes widened, while he remained his head pressed against the space between her neckline and jawline, upside down. She had no clue, when they landed up on the bed; all she knew was her Jatadhaari has lost track of the trail of kisses that he had been showering.
Her weak restrain when he went in for another bout, didn't sustain as he was unstoppable.
"Om.. kaar.aaji.. haan.. wo.."
He didn't let her complete the sentence. After a long moment, he broke off the kiss himself.
"Ab kya baat kar rahi ho, tum. 4 din studio pe, pal pal taras raha tha, ki tum mujhe call karke bulaogi. Phone pakadke har ek pal ghoom raha tha. Tum ho ki, aaramse 4 din ke baat bhulati ho?
Soch soch ke pagal ho raha tha, main tumhe yakeen kaise dilaoon main tumhaari bina nahi reh saktha. Then I decided to create this WILL. I know tum paison se matlab nahi rakthi ho, par main har wo cheez dena chahtha tha, jiski tum haqdaar ho. Yahan tumhaari paas rahoonga to mujhe darr tha, ki main khud ko sambhal nahi paoonga issliye London jaane ki plan banaraha tha. Mujse aur nahi hoga Gauri, chahe tum taqleef hi samjho, main tumse door nahi jaa saktha hoon"
She smiled at this impatient, restless and brimming-in-love husband of hers.
<To be cont>
Edited by yayini - 7 years ago
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