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Chapter 3:

It takes a kind heart to tend to someone's wounds, a big kind heart when that someone is a person who could be a potential threat to you.

Kabir was watching one such person right in front him.

Ananya was tenderly bandaging his burnt skin....wincing at the redness.

Kabir continued watching silently as his wife''soft hand held his, her slender fingers working skilfully on it. However, the familiarity with which she was bandaging his wound was what he didn't like.

A: Hogaya....

Ananya' s soft voice broke his chain of thoughts. Kabir smiled & thanked her.Realising that their hands were still touching, they quickly withdraw them.

K: Breakfast...thanda horaha hai....

Kabir smiled awkwardly, pointing his thumb towards the plates resting on the wooden dining table.

Taking their seats, Kabir eyed Ananya almost expectantly.

This was the first time he had cooked for someone...generally it was just him.

He noticed that Ananya looked uneasy as she glanced at the food.

He knew she was hungry...she had to be....she hadn't eaten anything since yesterday.

He dreaded she had been starving for much longer though.

Cursing her captors yet again, he offered her a gentle smile before tearing off a peice of her paratha, dipping it in the bowl of curd & popping it in his mouth....

K: Ab toh theek hai na?

He asked her softly.

Ananya nodded, looking ashamed.

A: Ji....I'm...I'm sorry....mujhe pata hai...ki..aapne mujhe aap par bharosa na karne ki koi vajah nahi di hai...its just that I....

She sounded so helpless, frustrated...almost ready to cry.....she hated feeling so helpless.

Her beautiful lashes were lowered as a tinge of red coloured her cheeks in embarrassment.

Kabir's eyes softened & he walked over to her chair, kneeling down before her.

K: Ananya.....

He whispered softly.

Ananya looked up slowly to see pure compassion & warmth shining in Kabir's eyes.

K: Main aapki condition samajhta hoon....and being a journalist I think aapne bilkul sahi kiya...cautious toh rehna hi chahiye....

Kabir's thumb rubbed circles unconsciously on her palms as he spoke to her in soft tones.

Ananya felt her tension ease exactly like it had during their wedding ceremony due to his tender ministrations.

She half smiled at him, feeling delighted when he returned it.

He had a lovely smile, she had to admit & it soothed her every single time she saw it.

It felt like everything would work out, like she had hope.

A: bohot achcha khaana banate hai aap....

Ananya smiled at Kabir as she chewed, making him smile his drool worthy smile yet again at her as he thanked her for the compliment. Both were much more at ease than before.

An hour later......

As Kabir fastened his shoes on, he noticed a rather nervous Ananya standing next to Taarini. Of course, it was normal for her to be nervous, afterall they'd only been married fir a day & he was leaving her alone in a place alien to her for a whole day.

Kabir walked to her & placed a hand on her shoulder lightly, making sure not to alarm her. He smiled when she didn't flinch violently.

K: Main jaldi ajaaunga.

He found himself saying awkwardly, trying to ease her turmoil. He sighed, he wasn't used to this.

Ananya nodded, her beautiful eyes looked up at him, as if reassuring him that she'd be fine.

Seeing their little interaction, Taarini smiled to herself.

Taa: Offo Kabir! Don't worry, khaa nahi jaungi use! Tumhaari nayi dulhan ka bohot khayal rakhungi, ayr phir kal se toh vo nurse Mrs D'Souza bhi aajayengi. Tension not!!! Don't worry Ananya tumhaare Sajan ji shyaam ko ghar aajaayenge!!!!

Taarini winked at him teasingly, rolling her eyes when Kabir just gave her a look. Taarini however smirked seeing Ananya 's light pink coloured cheeks.

K: Whatever....take care....bye...

Kabir muttered, trying to hide his embarrassment & walked out, closing the door behind him.

In the car.....

Kabir glanced at his Rolex as he drove ahead in his car with determination.

Finally his day of gaining ultimate power had arrived....and Kabir Sharma was ready!

It was the beginning of a new chapter in his life & he was game for it.

As he entered KKN 's parking lot, he was guided to his personal parking space....his mind was still thinking about Ananya.

Taking a deep breath, he shook away all other thoughts.

He just needed to concentrate on his new post & new power.

Taarini had already reached & would take of Ananya for him, she would be fine, at least he was doing his best to explain this notion to his mind, although unknowingly.

Kh: Hey Kabir! Welcome!

Khalid beamed at him, extending his hand for Kabir to shake, which he took.

Malvika, the owner's only daughter smiled at Kabir, unsuccessfully trying to mask her coquettish smile behind a formal one.

Mal: For you! Welcome to KKN, so glad to have you here!

She handed him a bouquet of fresh flowers, letting her fingers linger on his when the grazed against each other lightly.

Ignoring the unwelcome gesture, Kabir thanked them for the welcome & Khalid asked a peon to take the bouquet to Kabir's cabin.

Kh: Chalein Kabir?

Khalid looked expectantly at him & Kabir nodded.

K: Sure...as you say.

Kabir said to Khalid as they entered the glass doors leading into the main office area.

Several, nearly everyone looked up from their work...each person pausing dramatically in the middle of their jobs.

A charming smile from the handsome hunk Kabir Sharma set most of the girls swooning & gossiping amongst themselves, busy discussing what the most influential journalist of Asia was doing in their office, not that they minded the handsome view though.

T: Oh. My. God!! Kabir Sharma!!!!!! Richa!!! Dekh, humaare office mein Kabir Sharma hai!

A pretty young woman swooned, her eyes all dreamy, rushing to touch up her make up. Richa, the other woman she was speaking to, shook her head but smiled.

Ri: Haan, lekin ye yaha kaise? Aur Khalid sir aur Malvika se kya baat kar rahe hai?

She wondered & Trisha too looked confused.

Roh: Vo sab chodiye, pata hai aapko Trishaji, Richaji, Bhaskarji gaye.

Rohan Singhania, a news anchor spoke as he leaned against the cubicle. At this, both girls looked interested, so did the others nearby.

Ri & T: Oh! Kab? Kyu?

They frowned...maybe this was some new scheme of the management to get better ratings for their channel.

Just as they were musing among themselves, one of the many office helps, Rahul approached them & announced.

Ra: Aap sabko Khalid sir ne conference room mein bulaaya hai. Abhi 5 minute mein important meeting hai.

He informed before going his way.

Roh: Important meeting? Kya baat hai...I'm sure Mr Kabir Sharma se related hoga, nahi? Kamaal hai vo! Haan, sirf humse thode kam handsome hai...

Everyone rolled their eyes at Rohan's self praise & were about to leave when they spotted another colleague of theirs, sitting & staring numbly at the photograph on the desktop screen of his office provided PC.

Roh: Ronnie bhai aaj bhi Devdas bane baithe hai? Aisa kabtak chalega?

Rohan sighed & the others did too. Trisha was about to say something when Richa told her that they were getting late & that if the delay further, Malvika'd have their heads & they hastened to make their way to the conference room, lest they'd angry their bosses.

All the reporters seated themselves in their respective chairs, waiting for their seniors. They arrived the very next moment, with Malvika practically glued to a stoic Kabir, an annoyed Manav & a jubilant Khalid.

Kh: Ladies & Gentlemen! Please Welcome our new Editor -in-Cheif Kabir Sharma! Aajse aap sabhi inke under kaam karenge. Let's have an applause for him!

Everyone clapped happily but Kabir quickly stopped them.

K: Khalid, iss sab ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Mujhe applause nahi support ki zaroorat hai, aap sabke. Mera ek hi maksad hai, channel ki ratings ko badhaana. Number 1 hona mera junoon hai, pre school se lekar aajtak Kabir Sharma kabhi 2nd nahi aaya. Aur aage 1st ke sivaay kisi aur spot par rehna manzoor bhi nahi hai mujhe. Ye sab aapke saath ke bina possible nahi hai. Toh bataiyye, aap sab meri team ka hissa banna pasand karenge?

Kabir asked in his silky voice, his face curved into a confident smirk. The conference room broke into yet another applause at this & they all chorused their agreement.

K: Mera manna hai ki news ek nasha hai aur hum uske saudagar. Its important to package our news well, usse attractive banane se hum kisi bhi age group ki audience attract kar sakte. Kyunki jo dikhta hai, vahi bikta hai.

Kabir finished his little speech & just then a few canteen boys entered the room, placing a variety of snacks like pastries, chips, Samosas etc on the table before leaving.

K: Ye introductory meeting bilkul formal nahi hai. I only wanted to get to know my team. Aaplog, lijiye na.

Everyone looked impressed & charmed by their new boss, liking how he called them his team members, his equals not office staff like they were used to being referred.

K: Yaha, koi ek missing hai....main aap sabke naam jaan chuka hoon....I guess humaare input editor Ronnie Singh yaha maujood nahi hai....

He looked at his juniors & colleagues expectantly, waiting for an answer.

M: Huh! Use Devdas banne se phursat kaha!

Manav let out a laugh, expecting others to join in but stopped when others didn't find it funny.

K: Matlab?

Kabir frowned. Richa perked up, looking saddened & hurt as she spoke.

Ri: Humaara Ronnie humaara raha hi nahi. Paththar sa hogaya hai, 2 saal.....

Suddenly Malvika 's sickeningly sweet voice filled the conference room, rudely cutting off Richa' s words.

K: Kabir....actually he's just lost his wife. Isliye aajkal bohot udaas rehta hai.

She explained, sparing a warning look at Richa who huffed to herself & looked away, before turning to smile coyly at Kabir.

Kabir noticed that all of them looked shocked but didn't say anything about it & neither did he.

K: Oh, That's unfortunate. I hope he's okay.

Kabir said curtly yet compassionately.

Mal: Oh Kabir! Tum vo sab chodo na. Oh no! Ye tumhaare haath ko kya hua? Are you okay?

Malvika instantly reached out for his bandaged hand but Kabir smartly moved it away on the pretext of grabbing his phone, frowning slightly at the unnecessary fuss she'd created.

K: Oh nothing....socha tha news ki tarah nashte mein bhi kuch alag, hatke pesh karu, par lene ke dene pad gaye!

He chuckled, returning to his file.

Kh: Hmm! Another talent haan! Tumhaare haath ki news toh chakh li hai, ab kisi din tumhaare haath ka khaana bhi chakha dena!

Khalid said with a laugh before breaking into more praises of Kabir.

Richa rolled her eyes seeing Trisha look at Kabir with stars in her eyes.

T: Oh. MY. GOD!!!! A Hot Hot Hot man who can cookkkk!!!!! Haaye! Ye Kabir sir itne perfect kaise hai??

Trisha used her hand to fan herself inspite of the AC blast in the room.

Ri: Arrey! Bachelor hai! Akele rehte rehte seekh jaate hai sab! Tu chod....tere weather bulletin ki tayyari hogayi? Kabir sir se check karwaaya?

Richa said to her friend & Trisha instantly got to work realising she was running late & couldn't afford to disappoint their new handsome hunk of an Editor-in-chief on his first day itself.

The meeting went on with Kabir discussing his various agendas, working style etc. He walked out of the conference room, flanked on either sides by Malvika & Khalid, discussing business. Khalid excused himself tp hus cabin when he got a call, leaving Kabir alone with Malvika.

Mal: So Kabir....coffee? In my cabin? Let's know more about each other, afterall we're colleagues.....

Malvika purred, rubbing Kabir's arm. The popular journalist effectively hid his discomfort,offering the flirting woman his signature charismatic grin.

K: Sure.....iswaqt toh mujhe ek lead ke silsile mein bahar jaana hai....maybe later?

He spoke in that velvety baritone that had everyone charmed. Malvika looked on wide eyed, reeling in his charm as Kabir walked away.

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A man clad in police uniform walked out of what looked like the back exit of a secluded building. He appeared to be a high ranked officer from his several medals on his uniform.

He had a satisfied, sick grin on his face as he smacked his lips in delight, licking them, while buttoning his upper two buttons & putting on his holster quickly....

He quickly left from there before anyone could see him. Unfortunately for him, a car parked in a corner of the secluded street went unnoticed by him.

Khu: Chii! Naa jaane aaj kis ladki ki izzat lootkar aaya hai ye....humaare...commissioner sahab aisa kaise kar sakte hai! Thanks Kabir....mujhe yaha laane ke liye...varna mujhe iss darinde ki sachchayi ka kabhi pata hi nahi chalta. Ye...ye budhdha....kamina...inn maasoom aurto ke saath zabardasti karta hai! Chii! Mujhe toh vishwaas hi nahi hota!

Inspector Arun Khuraana, Senior Inspector hissed in rage as Kabir patted his best friend's shoulder with a matching expression of disgust.

K: Ye baat mujhe Ananya ne kal batayi thi. Ye janwaar uske saath bhi....par luckily uske paass utne paise nahi the, jitne ki keemat uss dalal ne Ananya ki khubsoorati ke liye lagayi thi.

Kabir shuddered at the thought of that an innocent girl was tortured yet again & he couldn't do anything.

Khu: Achcha vaise aur kuch bataya tujhe? Investigation aage badhaane ke liye unka statement chahiye hoga.

Khuraana informed.

Kabir sighed & nodded, he knew Khuraana was right.

K: Jaanta hoon yaar.....par iss waqt Ananya traumatised hai...aadha waqt toh unn painkillers ki vajah se behosh rehti hai....she's just adjusting.

Umn bhediyon ne kya haalat kardi hai uski. Bechaari ko maar maarkar admara kar diya tha. Mrs Sinha keh rahi thi ki use internal bleeding bhi kaafi hui hai. Uski injuries kis extent tak hai vo reports aane ke baad hi keh sakte hai. Kal tak Ananya ki medical reports aajaayengi. Phir aage dekhte hai....

Khuraana smiled seeing the soft, worried look in Kabir's eyes.

Khu: I understand.... Tum chinta mat karo Kabir! Ek baar iske khilaaf aur saboot miljaaye...isse aisa andar daalunga ki dobaara kabhi bahar dikhaayi nahi dega. Ananya bhaabhi aur unn ladkiyon par galat nazar daalkar isne achcha nahi kiya...

Unn sab ko insaaf zaroor milega. Par tabtak tu meri Ananya bhaabhi ka dhyaan rakhna! Okay?

Khuraana teased Kabir, inspite of fuming in rage on the inside. He was completely disgusted at his senior 's despicable act, that too a senior he'd looked up to.

K: Bhaabhi?

Kabir quirked an eyebrow in surprise at his friend. Khuraana smiled mischievously.

Khu: Haan bhaabhi....humaari Ananya bhaabhi...dekh bhai ab shaadi kaise bhi hui ho, hui toh hai na...to hui na vo hum sabki bhaabhi...vaise tu itna kyu sharma raha hai? Hmm?

Khuraana wiggled his eyes teasingly at his best friend & Kabir shot him a dirty look. Khuraana however only laughed as Kabir huffed to himself & began to drive.

Later that Night,

Kabir had just finished shooting for yet another promo of his new show that would be on air from the next day. He glanced at the watch as he hurriedly buttoned up his shirt, before gabbing his blazer & making his way out of the make up room.

Nodding at the few employees wishing him goodnight, he swiftly exited the office, not stopping until he was inside his car. The owner's daughter, Malvika seemed way too interested in him already, but he was not interested. Hence, he'd quickly left before she could notice & repeat her proposition for dinner together that he'd politely denied.

As his car engine came to life, & he drove out of KKN, Ananya 's beautiful face flashed before him. He'd not been able to contact her all day, not even when he'd spoken to Taarini briefly to enquire about Ananya. She'd been sleeping then, due to those sedatives. He was relieved at the thought that at least she wasn't in pain.

The day's tiredness finally seeped in & all Kabir wanted to do was crawl into bed near Ananya. He blanched as soon as that thought came, reprimanding himself for it. However in reality, Kabir wanted to be as close to Ananya as possible to make sure she was safe, secure, pain free & happy.

It was surprising really, he'd been married to Ananya for barely 48 hours & already felt so protective, so responsible towards her. She managed to rattle him up & attract him at the same time

A ridiculously cute sulking expression made its way on Editor - in-cheif Kabir Sharma's handsome face as he entered one of Delhi's finest shopping malls.

Taarini! It was all her doing! He huffed to himself, but sighed as he walked into the huge establishment looking for a Women's clothing store.

He entered one he found randomly, looking around at what he understood were the latest designs currently in fashion on the displays in the shop. The items looked rich in quality & Kabir decided to take a look.

Instantly, the manager came running to him, her eyes wide with glee at the sight of the promising customer.

S: Hello sir! Its a pleasure to have you in our store! Main aapki kya madat kar sakta hoon sir? Ek minute...main abhi kisi ko bhejta hoon aapko assit karne ke liye!

He told the lost looking Kabir who looked like a child who was alone in an unknown place.

Kabir really did look lost. Half the styles & clothes he saw were alien to him. How could he know what Ananya would like? He had no inkling of women styles, but there wasn't a choice. Ananya needed clothes, she couldn't carry on wearing his smaller, older ones.

Nevertheless, the great journalist decided that it was time to be a good husband to his wife & looked around the aisles.

As he went through the clothing, holding up the hanger to his eyes, checking for the size, the turmoil would have been visible because the very next moment, he was approached by a saleswoman.

Just then,

S: Excuse me sir, may I help you?

Kabir turned around to face the person while still holding the hanger.

The friendly saleswoman had materialised before him out of the blue, her eyes wide with delight at the sight of a celebrity. From his periphery, he noticed the store manager wave at him eagerly & he acknowledged him politely.

K: Uh...I needed a whole wadrobe of women's wear, a few pairs of all the styles you have, actually. Jinn bhi tarah ke kapdo ki zaroorat aurto ko padti hai, vo sab de dijiye, please.

He spoke, & the older woman was dazzled by his smile. Kabir Sharma's charm worked on old & young alike, apparently.

S: O..of course sir! Aaiyye, main aapko humasre latest designs dikhti hoon!

Kabir followed the woman, reaching another section which cased tasteful, vibrantly coloured clothes all over.

S: Sir, aap konsa size dhoondh rahe the?

The woman asked as she rummaged through the shelves. Size! This he knew! Luckily Taarini had deduced Ananya's size,although it wasn't rocket science to understand that his petite wife would most probably be an extra small or small.

The gleeful woman got to work to find the particular size & soon whipped out a colorful variety of clothes: leggings, jeans, dresses, tops, etc. Going for the safer side, Kabir chose pastel colours & others that weren't garish.

Soon, he had selected several pretty Outfits for Ananya & was temporarily satisfied with the number.

S: Bohot lucky hogi vo ladki, jiske liye aapne itne mann se shopping ki hai.

The woman smiled at the young man before her. As such began to start packing his several purchases of clothes, accessories, jewelry, shoes etc, she wondered why people came up with such rumours about him. This man obviously cared a great deal about this woman or else he wouldn't be here in spite of clearly being uncomfortable.

Kabir almost blushed at the saleswoman 's words but didn't reply.

S: Sir, aapne kaha tha ki ma'am ko full naye wadrobe ki zaroorat hai, toh abhi sirf lingerie itens reh gaye hai, dikha doon?

The won seemed slightly awkward now & Kabir frowned at the alien word. Sure, Taarini had mentioned it in her list, but he didn't know what exactly it was.

K: Ji..

Kabir answered skeptically, looking confused when the motherly woman blushed slightly.

Kabir Sharma was a gifted man, he was the best in his feild, possessing analytical & presentation skill like no one. He was also a well read & knowledgable man, but there was a certain feild where his knowledge ended :

Women.

He had always kept himself away from women after one ruined him nearly beyond repair. However, no matter what he did, the tabloids always named him as a womaniser. Shaking hands at a formal event or a greeting or even a simple conversation with a female makes them his latest ' conquest'.

He frowned seeing the motherly woman blush slightly & asked him if he was sure. He replied in positive, slightly apprehensive now due to her unexplained behaviour.

S: Ye dekhiye sir, ye Victoria's Secret ke sabse best peices hai, aajkal ladies ko lace aur shear material bohot pasand aata hai.

The woman gushed before asking Kabir to feel & check the material of what Kabir's flabbergasted self realised were women's undergarment.

His face rivaled the maroon of his T-shirt. His cheeks flushed with heat at the sight of the lacey garnents & he cleared his throat to regain some sort if composure.

K:J...aap apne hisaab se har style ke 10 pack kardijiye!

Kabir stuttered out a number randomly , looking away from the display with his hands shoved into his pockets.

The saleswoman's eyes widened at the number but she nodded, wondering yet again about this lucky woman who the great Kabir Sharma was pampering so much.

S: Vo toh theek hai sir, par aapne ma'am ka size nahi bataya?

K: Uh....ek minute...

Kabir's throat ran dry. Gulping, he fished out his phone & began to type on it furiously.

Kabir's place:

Taa: Arrey! Tum chai lo na!

Taarini urged & handed Ananya her tea cup with a smile. Ananya was seated in bed with Taarini at her bedside.

A: Thank you.

Ananya smiled seeing back sweetly at her, taking a dainty sip from her cup.

Taa: Dekhna...abhi tumhaare husband ka call aayega.

Taarini told her & just then Taarini's cell phone began to ring & she answered it, grinning like a Cheshire cat at the caller ID,while Ananya looked confused.

Taa: Haan Kabir bolo...kuch madat chahiye kya?

Taarini covered her mouth to stop her laughter.

K: Tumhe toh main....bohot maza aaraha hai na..

Kabir hissed making Taarini clutch her stomach as tears ran down her cheeks due to her laughter.

K: T...tumne ye pehle kyu nahi bataya ki....L..Lin..Ling...I can't even say it! Yuck! Aurto ke....zaroori kapde hote hai...

Taarini giggled at this, further igniting Kabir.

Taa: Kya Kabir! Tum itne bade hogaye ho! KKN ke Editor - in-cheif ho aur tumhe Lingerie nahi pata? Very bad!!!! I thought tumhe pata hoga, aakhir dinbhar itni saari ladkiyaan makhkhiyon ki tarah bhinbhinaati rehti hai tumhaare aas paas! Kyu? And hello! Isme yuck waali konsi baat hai?

Taarini teased while Ananya looked on innocently....though stunned at the ' Lingerie talk'.

K: You....

Kabir hissed before looking here there & calming a bit.

K: Uh...Taarini...ab...main inhe kya bolu? Ye Ananya ka size maang rahi hai....something called B...band size....c..c..cup size....

Kabir trailed off, his face had long surpassed the maroon of his T-shirt.

Taa: Ooohh! Cup size? I'll tell you Cup size kya hota hai....vo na...

K: I...I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!

Kabir blurted out, all together flustered.

A: Ji...?

He scrunched his eyes when he realised it was Ananya on the line now.

K: Uh....sorry...

A: Ji...kis cheez ka size janna chahte hai aap?

His wife's sweet voice asked him instead of Taarini 's peppy one.

K: Uh...vo.....actually.....

Kabir scrunched his eyes in utter embarrassment, vowing to get back at Taarini for this & told her to ask Taarini.

He was relieved as well as mortified when Ananya gasped in shock before quickly telling him her size & handing the phone to Taarini.

Taa: awww! Ananya is so cute! Kya Kabir! Bechaari sharmaakar andar chali gayi!

Taarini teased, laughing madly when she realised Kabir had cut the call in anger.

Taa: Dono sample peices hai! Perfect for each other!

Taarini smiled to herself.She really loved Kabir & wanted the best for him.

A while later.....

Ananya sat up, propped up pillows on the bed in her room, a soft blanket covering her frail body. Her mouth was shaped into an innocent 'O' seeing several fashionable, pricey clothes, classy shoes, designer handbags, expensive branded cosmetics, even jewellery, bidy lotions, shampoos, body wash, perfumes & all other material things a woman's heart could desire, lying next to her. Luckily Taarini had already arranged for any hygiene products she would need. She had nearly died of shame telling Kabir her bust size, a while ago.

A: Y...ye sab?

Ananya looked at Kabir, stumped, who stood by the door, awkwardly. They both were awkward due to their previous conversation.

K: Aapke liye.....I hope you like it...vo...maine kabhi pehle....you know....agar aur kuch chahiye ho..please let me know...

Kabir trailed off uneasily. Both woman looked at him, he only needed to get a few clothes & other products for daily use, but he'd gone overboard. Taarini smiled at her best friend, Kabir was a sweet, sweet man, so kind, caring & understanding. He'd gone so out of his way to make Ananya, a woman he'd know for a day & a half happy & comfortable.

Ananya lowered her lashes, she wondered why she'd heard so many less than nice rumours about her knew husband. She'd expected a heartless Casanova who'd use her just like the others & throw her away. However, Kabir was nothing like the tabloids claimed.

She carefully ran her hand over everything, & nearly fainted at the price tag attached to a simple cotton night wear.

Taa: Wow Kabir! I didn't know ki tumhaari choice itni achchi hai....kya baat hai! Agli baar se mere liye shopping bhi tum hi karna!

Taarini praised happily, going through the purchase, ignoring Kabir's glare.

Taa: aisa lagta hai ek choti dukaan utha laaye ho! Tumhe toh sirf kuch samaan lana tha, aur tum toh aadha mall utha laaye, I didn't know you were such a shopaholic!

She poked fun at her still glaring friend, instead laughing at Kabir's stunned expression.

Just as their friendly banter went on, the washroom door clicked open & Ananya walked out. Kabir looked on breathlessly, wondering how someone could look so enthreal, so angelic, so utterly beautiful without a speck of make up, clad in a simple, soft embroidered cotton kurta & salwar.

Those long, beautiful locks of hers cascaded down her back gracefully like a chocolate waterfall, ending in elaborated curls at her waist.

Taa: woww! Kabir....hum na kisi modeling agency mein pata karte hain. Pakka Ananya ke baarein mein pata chal jaayega! I'm sure she's a model! Just look at Ananya, she's so pretty!

Taarini gushed. Kabir suddenly looked up at Ananya, his deep eyes nearly penetrating her soul. Ananya felt a funny fluttering sensation run through her & shivered involuntarily, but in a good way, before looking away from Kabir, embarrassedly.

At first, Ananya was very hesitant to accept anything from him. It took a lot of coaxing, pleading & cajoling from Kabir to convince her that Kabir didn't want anything in return, especially not what she was thinking. Finally Kabir convinced her that she she could pay him back in the future when she was independent.

Physical relations.

Kabir was beginning to hate the word, because of how it had terrorised his sweet, innocent wife. He blushed, just a little mind you, at the word ' wife'.

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Kabir Sharma, KKN's new Editor- in-cheif awoke with a start in his bed, to a bloodcurdling scream. Kabir frantically looked around, his sleep vanishing instantly. His feet involuntarily got off the bed.

Ananya!

Ananya suddenly flashed before his eyes & he rushed to her bedroom. There, to his horror & greif, he found his new wife was crying & whimpering painfully in her sleep. Her body thrashed around uncontrollably.

Rushing to her, Kabir held her shoulders trying to wake her up, but Ananya had gone too far into her nightmare & blubbered inconsolably all the while thrashing desperately.

K: Ananya! Ananya!! It's fine....sapna hai..you're safe, calm down!!!

Kabir spoke in soft, gentle tones as he pulled a still thrashing Ananya into his arms. She was desperately trying to move away but he held her firmly yet gently against him, rubbing her back soothingly.....

Holding her close, Kabir adjusted himself in a more comfortable position on the bed & continued to rock back & forth with Ananya.

He stroked her hair hesitantly, hoping that her violent tremors would subside, though marvelling at the soft texture of the long silken strands, that were Ananya's hair.

After another few moments of whispered soft coos & sweet nothings, Ananya finally opened her eyes. Her frantic hazel orbs bored deep into Kabir's deep brown worried ones.

Ananya was securely encased in her husband's arms. Kabir frowned when he saw tears in her eyes, reaching out to wipe them away carefully.

K: Shhhh...

He soothed her, still holding her tight as if to protect her from any harm.

K: Careful...

He whispered softly, handing her a tall glass of water from the bedside table.

Suddenly, Ananya's eyes nearly popped out of her sockets in fright. Realising her & Kabir's position, she frantically tried to scramble away from Kabir. However in the tussle, Ananya whipped out of Kabir's arms & onto the floor with a thud.

A tensed Kabir gathered himself, wincing at the sound of her fall, regretting that he couldn't catch her in time.

Ananya was breathing heavily & was yet to calm down completely. Kabir watched her shaky palms clasp the glass. However, she nearly dropped the glass due to how bad her hands were shaking.

Kabir carefully helped her hold the glass, looking on with feelings of anger, frustration & remorse as she eagerly guzzled down the liquid.

Ananya choked a bit due to her eagerness, but what made Kabir worry was the cry of pure agony that she let out when he rubbed her back...

A horrified Kabir withdrew his hand instantly as if he'd touched fire. Seeing the dark, wet, crimson liquid cover the entire expanse of his palm was what added to his his horror. His eyes widened with shock.

Blood! Lots of it!!!

The shock sure wasn't enough because the very next moment he noticed the source of the blood. Ananya's entire kurta at the back was soaked with blood & so was the bedsheet & blanket. The pillow too was not spared, for it too had a few patches here & there

Kabir realised that Ananya's violent thrashing must have torn most of her stitches & reopened her deep wounds.

Pure, primitive animalistic rage coursed through him & for a Kabir saw red, totally, completely red!

A: M..maaf...kardijiye! Vo....vo...g..galati se....

Kabir's expression softened completely on seeing Ananya, in contrast to his pure look of anger from before.

She thought he was angry at her?

No! Never!

He was angry & disgusted at those animals who had no mercy or any humane emotions.

As his thumb rubbed soothing circles on Ananya's palms, considerably lessening her tremors, Kabir vowed to take revenge from all those who'd tormented Ananya & reveled in her pain like sadistics.

Kabir looked guiltily at Ananya, realising his sudden anger had made her all the more uncomfortable. He was swiftly loosing control of his senses when with Ananya. She affected in ways like never before. She arouse such strong feelings deep within his heart that he'd never experienced before.

K: That's okay.....

He spoke softly, trying his best to get her to stop worrying.

Realising that the bedding was completely ruined, Kabir looked uneasily at Ananya, almost hesitant to say what he was about to.

K: Ananya....actually ye ghar naya hai na, toh saare rooms tayyar nahi hai, unmein kaam chal raha hai, poora furniture bhi nahi hai, toh aap mere bed par so sakti hai...main couch pe sojaunga.....is that okay?

He asked hesitantly.

Ananya 's head whipped up hearing Kabir' s voice.

She looked nervous, somewhat skeptical & ready to protest.

A: Ji...main kahi bhi adjust karlungi...aap aaraam se apne bed par soiyye, main manage karlungi....

She mumbled, wiping a lone tear.

Kabir shook his head, carefully seating himself besides her. Taking her small hand in his, he began with the soothing ministrations that had so far always calmed her racing heart.

K: Aapko aaraam ki aur comfort ki bohot zaroorat hai. Tum meri chinta mat karo. Please, tum mere bed par sojao, I insist.

Ananya's heart fluttered when Kabir offered her his heartbreaking smile. This sensation only added to the sparks of electricity that ran rught through her, every time he touched her...

His gentle caresses made her heart pace, but in a pleasent way.

Seeing the amount of pain his wife seemed to be in, Kabir tentatively held out his hand for her to hold, slightly unsure though. Ananya looked up at him innocently & took his hand.

On getting her permission he transferred her hand to his shoulder & tenderly scooped her up into his arms, earning a soft gasp of surprise from her. Ananya 's nuptial bangles clinked as her arms found Kabir's neck.

A: Mujhe iss tarah kamzor rehna, dare sehme rehna, apni parchayi se tak darjaana bilkul pasand nahi. M...main..unn..sab ko saza dilwaana chahti hoon.

Ananya told him & he felt marveled by the beautiful tortured woman he carried, whose resolve was stronger than ever.

A: Aap..aap mere liye itna sab kar rahe hai....m..main use khaali nahi jaane dungi.

She spoke with sych great determination in her eyes that Kabir was genuinely impressed.

K:I know.....

He smiled...

On reaching his bedroom, the star reporter gently lay his newly wedded wife on the soft mattress, making sure she was comfortable, after she'd changed clothes.

Seeing that Ananya was still frantic & far from calm, he spoke to her in a soft voice.

K: Aap mujhe bataiyye ki aapne kya bura sapna dekha? Aisa karne se mann halka hota hai...

The next moment, letting out a pained sob that could awaken the dead, Ananya threw herself in Kabir's arms.

She clutched his muscled foreams through his T-shirt, sobbing furiously into his shoulder. Kabir worriedly wrapped his arms around her on instinct, holding her close, rubbing her back soothingly.

A:Ji...ji...vo...vo mujhse ashleel...harkate karwaana chahte the...proactive dance karna, customers ke saath flirt karna. Jab...jab maine mana kiya, tab....unhone mere saath bohot maar peet ki...

Ananya hastily wiped a tear, putting on a brave front even though she was shattered from within.

A: Bohot dard hota tha, main chikhti-chillaati thi par meri awaaz unsuni kardete the...aur....aur...mere saath zabardasti....

K: Shhhh....

He soothed....

K:abhi rehne dete hai.....kal baat karenge....abhi aaraam karte hai. ..hmmm?

Kabir said when he realised that Ananya was getting more worked up instead of calming down.

Ananya nodded, still in his embrace, her head rested against his strong chest. His rhythmic heartbeats slowly calmed her own. The unconscious rocking of their bodies was slowly lulling her back to sleep.

As her husband covered her with a comforter, Ananya sighed in pleasure at the warmth of the covers that had obviously been just slept in.

Kabir's familiar manly scent engulfed her senses and a feeling of security arouse in her. Her mind effectively shutdown, hypnotised by the warmth & smells of safety of the covers & the security of his arms. A combination of these & the kicking in of her prescribed dose lulled her slowly back into a deep sleep.

Kabir smiled seeing Ananya 's eyes close as she snuggled further into him.

Kabir resisted a rather big yawn. he adjusted his tall frame properly on the bed, planning to hold Ananya just until she fell fast asleep.

However, obviously fate had other plans, for the day' s tiredness took a toll on the great news icon, resulting in him falling asleep in no time with thoughts of Ananya & bringing all those who'd hurt her to grovel at her feet for mercy.

The couple slept peacefully until the first streaks of dawn illuminated the room & Kabir awoke.

He felt a light weight on his chest & a sweet fragrance filled his nostrils. Seeing Ananya fast asleep, curled up in his arms, he loat his sleep induced haze.

Deciding to call it a day early & get some work done, as he couldn't sleep again, Kabir carefully deposited his newly wedded wife on the bed, next to him, covering her properly.

Kabir left to take a shower. He returned several minutes later, dressed impecably as usual, in a dark grey blazer & white shirt paired with jeans. Settling his tousled hair in a neat quiff & fastening his watch, Kabir took a worried last look at the peacefully sleeping Ananya, before leaving the room.

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Her eyes opened slowly as she stretched a bit, feeling numb. Ananya was still groggy due to the effect of the sedative in her medication when she got up from her sleep.

" Good Morning ma'am!"

Ananya gasped lightly in surprise hearing a soft voice greet her. She saw a nurse standing by her bedside.

N: Good morning ma'am! Aap ab kaisi hai?

The gentle woman smiled at Ananya in understanding, to bring her at ease, obviously knowing her situation.

A: Umm...good morning....

Ananya greeted back politely, slightly wary of the stranger. She looked around, trying to look for Kabir.

N: Kya hua ma'am? Any problem?

The nurse questioned gently, sensing her discomfort.

A:Ji...aap? uh....vo...kaha hai? Mere....uh...husband....

It felt unusual to speak about her husband, but a peasent sensation filled her mind at the thought.

N: oh! Sir toh subah subah office chale gaye ma'am. By the way, main Mrs Maria D'Souza hoon. Sir ne...I mean aapke husband, unhone mujhe aapki dekh bhaal ke liye hire kiya hai. Aajse main aapki personal nurse hoon.

A: Ananya.

Ananya smiled at the woman, but her heart, mind & brain were hung on a single word she'd said:

Husband.

Ananya carefully fingered the elegant, intricate pendent of her mangalsutra resting of the rich material of her new chickankari kurta, she unconsciously touched the smudged traces of vermilion in her hair parting. She closed her eyes, she could still feel Kabir's fingers graze her there as he applied the sacred vermilion.

It was then that realisation coupled with a light blush came upon her. In her sedated haze she hadn't thought about it, but now she had realised & accepted that she was married.

Married.

Married to the iconic news reporter Kabir Sharma. As another realisation dawned upon her, her smile faded.

Marriage?

Marital bliss, a love filled life, supportive husband, a family, kids, all this was not meant for women like her. Women like her had no life or desires of their own, they were only exploited & tortured by others for their enjoyment.

Her entire self was filled with disgust at this thought. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears at this. She had no right to expect anything from this marriage. She had been cursed to a lonely existence, beginning when her husband, her gracious saviour decided to leave her.

N: Ma'am?

Ananya blinked back her tears, putting on a brave front before the nurse.

A: Ji?

She asked.

N: sir ne kaha tha aapki dressing kharaab hogayi thi, aiyye main badal deti hoon....

The nurse said, walking towards the curtains to draw them close.

A: Sure...

Ananya said as she lay down back on the soft bed, her face blank.

TBC😊

Superb update

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Kabir is taking such good care of Ananya. His shopping for her was so cute. Poor guy didn't know what to buy.

That Malvika is leaving no chance to touch him. Disgusting.

Awesome update riya Di 🤗

Thanku so much for dedicating the chap to me too 🤗means a lot 🤗

Superb 🤗

Please don't tell me Ronnie ki wife Ananya hai, main seh nahi paaungi 😭

But Ananya ko kuch to Yaad rehta🤔🤔twist I like it 😆

The whole shopping thing was so cute

Kabir is the best husband 🤗

Ananya bhi dheere dheere trust Kar rahi hai uspe, 🤗

Loved it totally riya

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Superb update

Love it

Beautifully written

Continue soon

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Thanks a lot dear, glad you like it 😃

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Originally posted by: coderlady

Kabir is taking such good care of Ananya. His shopping for her was so cute. Poor guy didn't know what to buy.

That Malvika is leaving no chance to touch him. Disgusting.

Thanks a lot dear, I really appreciate your descriptive reviews 😃

Thanks again😊