Akdha FF: Feast of Memories (On Hold) - Page 20

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Chapter 35: Firsts

"Qubool hai..." Jodha answered for the third time. The maulvi turned to me.

"Jalal Ali Sheikh, aapkah nikaah Jodha Singh se Rs 15,00,000 ke meher ke saath tay hua hai. Kya aapko yeh nikaah qubool hai?" He asked.

"Qubool hai..."

"Kya aapko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"

"Qubool hai..."

"Kya aapko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"

"Bhabhi, Jalal bhai teesri baar kehne waale hai. You're sure you want to marry him, right?" Sam teased me. Ammi hit her on the back of the head.

"Qubool hai." I answered.

"Ab se yeh dono ko shauhar aur biwi karaar kiya jaata hai." The maulvi announced. The flower curtain was removed. My eyes stared at her. She looked so beautiful that no words were being able to explain her beautiful. There were floating candles lit up in the water. She wore a beautiful red sharara. Every inch of the cloth was embroidered perfectly. We had to sign out names in the Quran as the tradition was set in our family. Both of us did so. After that Abbu gave us the legal papers.

"I just got the papers from the court too. You two finish with the signatures." Abbu gave us the papers. I signed it.

"As such I don't see why this was ever done. Why do we need to have a legal certificate of being married?" Sam asked.

"Well, it gives certain rights to the spouse in legal cases. With a legal proof of marriage, the wife earns her right on her husband's property." Ammi answered.

"Congratulations." Everyone congratulated each other and then us.

"Mrs Ali Sheikh..." I offered her the sweet. She smiled.

"Thank you." She said and fed me the sweet. There was several more hours of photo session. The reception was giving me a headache. So much stupid flash.

"Headache?" She asked me.

"That flash is hurting my eyes." I told her.

"If it is getting too much, thoda ghoom ke aate hai." She offered me.

"I'm just waiting to finish all this. I don't want to come back to this."

An hours later, we were allowed to take leave.

"Tum dono ko agar thoda akele rehna hai toh you can leave." Ammi told us.

"Great because I'm getting a headache." I exclaimed. I offered Jodha a hand. She gave me her hand. The ring on her ring finger made me smile. "You know ek ajeeb se feeling hoti hai when I see that ring. Like you are mine and I'm yours. I love that feeling."

I led her towards the panch mahal. She smiled. She put her arms around neck and we danced softly. The moment I noticed the look in her eyes. I sighed.

"Kya khurafaat aayi hai aapke pyaare se dimaag mein?" I asked her. She laughed.

"You know how you like playing games..." She started and pulled out a cloth. Blindfold. I laughed.

"Aapko is baat ka ilm hai na ki hum aapki aahat ko bhi mehsoos kar lete hai?"

"Woh kya hai na, janab, aapki aankhen aksar khata kar jaati hai. Besharmi ki hadd paar kar jaati hai. Dil ke armaan nazaron se bayaan ho jaati hai."

I smiled. I put the blindfold over my eyes.

"Nazaron ki baat kar rahi hai par ishq toh dil mein hai. Kuch is tarah dil mein bhar gayi hai ki kabhi lafzon se toh kabhi aankhon se bayaan ho jaati hai."

I heard the movement of her anklets. I heard the pearls of laughter as I tried to get to her. I couldn't help the grin. I could hear her movements but she was too good at this game. I tried to make a sense of where she was.

"Down already?" She asked teasingly. She laughed.

"Aise toh hum kuch bhulte nahi par aapki ek nazar jo mili hum duniya bhul gaye. Tumse ishq hai kuch is tarah ki aahat bhi aapki hume pata chal jaati hai."

She chuckled. I slowly started moving in a direction. I could hear her. The moment I heard the movement, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. She laughed as I twirled her around.

I pushed her against the pillar and kissed her neck. She sighed softly. The blindfold fell. I kissed her lips. I felt her body against mine.

"Jalal bhai...." I almost groaned irritated at that point. She pushed me away. Soon, Sana walked up to where we were. "Aap dono yahan hai. Aapki ammi aap dono ko dhoondh rahi hai."

"Congratulations on finding us. Expect me to give you Sherlock Holmes of the Year Award?" I asked. Jodha hit my arm.

"Haan, aa rahe hai." She told Sana. She followed behind her but I stopped her and pulled her to me.

"We were in middle of something, baby." I reminded her.

"Shshhsshh... We'll have lots of time for that." She answered laughed and pushed herself out of my arms.

"Haan... why not. Ab toh shauhar hai... jitna chahe intezaar kara lo. Qubool hai keh hi chuke. Tadpate toh aap pehle bhi the hum. Ab zara pareshaan bhi karlo."

She laughed. She held my hand and pulled me with her.

"Badmaash toh humesha se the, aapki niyat aapke aankhon mein sabko dhik jaaye, isse pehle zara sharafat ka parda bhi daal len."

She winked at me we before entered the place with everyone around. I sighed. She greeted everyone with a smile and I did the same. It was the last bye they all were giving before everyone left. I would turn around and look at her every once in a while.

Finally, after the whole reception was finished, we returned to our hotel. Jodha was taken by her family. Ammi said that they would bring her to the hotel with them.

"So, how are you feeling? What is the feeling that a married man feels?" Parth asked.

"Pehle kuch saal sabko acche lagte hai. Baad mein pata chalta hai ki reality kaisi hoti hai." Abbu pointed. All the boys laughed.

"The main point is that the person I am married to is someone I love so, we'll get through." I answered.

"Kya baat. Bhai, abhi shaadi hui nahi and you're already reigned in by bhabhi. Seems that the playboy is gone." My friends teased. Parth just laughed.

"Dekho, Even Romeo was a player before he met Juliet but after her, there can't possibly be another one for him. It is the same with me. Who cares about playing around when I have someone who plays well with my heart." I answered. "Jo nasha mehfilon mein nahi mil jaati hai, woh nasha ishq ki galiyon mein mil jaati hai. Dil toh kabse unka hi tha bas unse milne tak aankhen dhundh rahi thi unhe. Unke milne ke baad kisi aur ko dekhna aankhon ko manzoor hi nahi."

"Well, Romeo. Ab jo sher joru ka ghulam ban chuka hai toh kya hi kahe." One of the boys commented. I found that comment off.

"Seriously? Is mein Joru ke ghulam ki kya baat hai?" Parth asked.

"Yaar, matlab. Shauhar hote hai na. That grand manly feeling ki uske order karte hi sabh ho jaaye." The guy commented. I laughed.

"That's a funny thought but a King marries a Queen not a servant. If you want someone to do all your work and do everything according to you, you should get a servant not a wife. Badshah ka dil sirf Malika par aa sakta hai." I pointed out.

"Yeh toxicity bhi ajeeb hai. Girlfriend sar ka taaj aur biwi ghar ki kheti." Sam retorted.

"Sam, chill. Bechara abhi baccha hai. Mard banne mein time lagega." Everyone laughed.

"Anyway, aap abhi tak yahan hai apne doston ke saath. Bhabhijaan might possibly be waiting for you." Noor reminded.

"Ammi said that we can leave soon. Bhabhi is already at the mansion." Sam said.

We left soon after that. The mansion we had in Agra was divided into wings. They were like three different two storied buildings. It almost passed for three houses in one place. It was constructed in typical Mughal and Moroccan style. It was made enough to give people their own privacy while also having some sort of living around.

"All yours." Sam teased me pointing towards the wing I had my room in. Everyone else either stayed in the wing with ammi and abbu or with Sam. I walked towards the one in the corner.

The whole place was decorated. Candles, flowers and fairy lights. I went upstairs to my room and Jodha was already sitting on the bed. Her head popped up when she saw me. There was a whole canopy made from translucent red curtains over the bed.

I saw her sitting on the bed. The chunari veiling her face. I opened the shelf and took out the box.

"I got a gift for you." I gave her the box. She took it and opened it. I put my arm on her knees and stared at her through the veil. She could look just as beautiful with the red veil covering her face. She took out the locket.

"This is beautiful." She said with a smile. The heart shaped locket with her name on it.

It seemed like a dream. To know she was here with me again. I must have done something right that I have earned someone like her to be my soulmate. When I didn't pull away the veil, she looked up to see what was I busy with. The moment her eyes met mine, I winked at her.

There was silence but her eyes stayed at mine. We didn't need words to break the silence. A soft smile caressed her lips.

"Need help with getting rid of this?" I offered.

"I was beginning to think you'd never ask."

I pulled the veil. Once the chunar over her head was gone, her hair spilled around her shoulders down to her back. I took her hands and kissed her fingers then entwining mine with hers.

"You seem to be taking your time..." She teased with a chuckle.

"Hmm... jaldi kis cheez ki hai? Na toh aapko need aa rahi hai, na humari aankhon mein neend hai."

She had the most beautiful smile.

She sat on the bed. The room was beautifully decorated with scented candles and flowers. There was silence in the room.

"Ek taufa qubool karengi humse?" I asked her. She looked up in surprise. The maids were still setting around a few more things. She just nodded. I gave her a box. She opened it and brought out the seal. She looked confused.

"That's your seal." I offered to her. "You can issue your own farmans with that."

I knew this was going to spread around the harem with maids gossiping about this.

"Wali Nimat Begum? That isn't my name." She was confused. I put my head on her lap.

"Hmmm... I know. While your Rajput kingships has power on the name, we here have power in titles. That is going to be how people will know you. Several people have the same names. Especially here in the harem, most women share a name. That's why the highest queens are issued titled. It is like an identification as to who it is particularly pointing out to. The title is owned by only one person. That's yours."

"You're telling me that you're letting me issue my own farmans? Like ammijaan does?" The surprise on her face made me laugh.

"Why are you surprised? You know that I trust you with my own life. This is just something small compared to that."

"Would it be fair to do so? I mean, only the Queen mother issues such farmans."

"Well, I presume we should work on it then."

She looked at me.

"I am not joking. I am serious."

"I am serious too. I know what I'm doing. You're compassionate about helping people. Your sense of justice matches mine. You're brave enough to stand up and correct me when I'm wrong. You have good knowledge on politics. So, I don't see why you worry."

"People are going say I'm doing some black magic on you."

"That even I think you're doing some black magic on me but I quite enjoy the effect it has."

I looked at her. She had a soft smile on her face.

I kissed her lips. The room felt heated even with the breeze being comfortably nice. I kissed down her neck, taking off her jewellery and kissed her exposed skin. She sighed. She loosened the ties on the sherwani and I got it off. I took off the jewellery put on her hair as I kissed her nape of her neck, freeing her hair completely. I pushed her hair aside and went for the top's zipper. She held my face and kissed my lips while I pulled down the zipper. I ran my fingers over her spine. I kissed her shoulders as I pulled down the top from her shoulder. She pushed head back moaning softly. Once I had removed the top, I threw it aside. I pushed her down the bed and pulled off her skirt. Trailing kisses down her chest. The lust flaring into her skin so close that I could almost feel it. Climbing up over her, I let myself feel her curves on my chest as I kissed her. Soon, our clothes were off on the floor uncared for.

She was beautiful. I could hardly satisfy my lust for her. She smelled exquisite. The soft scent of her shampoo added to her own perfume. The touch of her skin under my fingertips. I almost forgot how much I longed to touch her. She looked so perfect.

I traced inches of her skin slowly with my lips.

"You're just so perfect." I whispered to her.

"Jalal..." She moaned my name. A grin came up my face. I could see the shy little girl fade away from her eyes as the pleasure built up. The hunger that I couldn't satisfy. She pushed back her head to feel over the waves of pleasure. I kissed the corner of her jaw. Her hands found themselves on my back pulling me closer to her.

I let my fingers build up the flares of pleasures down her center while leaving marks over her breasts. She hardly had the state to complain about hickeys. "Jalal..." She moaned. Slowly as my fingers continued the in and out motion, she threw her head back. I could swear, I had never wanted anyone more to be in my arms. No one made me feel the exact way I felt when I saw her like that. Her thoughts all messed up, he eyes closed up from lust, just on the edge of taking over as the wild cat. A moment more of that teasing and she had her released.

She flipped around and climbed up on top of me. Her hands grabbed my hair. Our breathing was heavy. I pulled her close to me. She kissed my neck. Slowly trailing them down my chest. She let her hands feel me up.

"I swear..." She sighed. "It should be illegal to be this hot."

I chuckled. The grin crept up my face. Let's just face it. I'm too vain and enjoy being praised.

"When have I shied away from being the bad boy?" I winked at her. She grabbed me and kissed my lips. I pulled her closer to me. "Or may bad boys are just your type."

"Not bad boys, husband. You're my type. Whatever you are is my type." She whispered. She always knew the exact words to say to get to me. She whispered in my ears while kissing my jawline. Her fingers traced a design down my back that I couldn't recognize but I swear, that touch drove me insane. I was about to kiss her neck when she pushed my head away. She winked. She liked playing around. She stared into my eyes. She kissed my lips. I memorized her skin with my hands.

The kiss was soft and slightly fleeting, just like her seduction. Driving me up the edge.

The moment I was inside her, the moaning was heavier. She moved in the rhythmic way. I felt the peak wave rush into me. I could almost feel her climax. I flipped her down and moved faster. Chasing down that high. The orgasm she had thrown her off her seduction and I had my orgasm.

I cleaned us up before it got messy. She looked exhausted and sleepy. I chuckled. She opened her arms for me. She wrapped herself around me and closed her eyes. The body heat the emanated from her was comforting. I put shirt on her and held her close. I brushed the hair out of her face. She was so angelic. That innocence in her face. I kissed her forehead.

"Good night, jaan." I whispered to her. She snuggled into me like I was her human sized teddy bear. I closed my eyes and let the comfort pour over me.

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