My scene of how SanRaj would make up! :D

MY SanRaj scene! :D

Ok this is how I would have wanted DM and Santo to meet/fight/whatever when he returned..

DM looks up and knows that Santo is very angry.. the entire family looks at him nervously because they know that Santo is in a delicate frame of mind, thinking that she has been wronged both by her husband and son.. DM sighs as he thinks over what he shall do in front of her although he knows Santo, his dearest will not need any cajoling because she knows how much he loves her and would understand why he did all this.. he goes up the stairs slowly and carefully, once again, going over things he would say to her..

He enters the room to see Santo packing her clothes in a bag.. he is surprised but pretends not to show any emotion and talk to her naturally.. he calls out to her from the door but she pretends that she did not hear him.. he walks around casually, loosening his jacket button by button, exhausted from the long journey.. as he takes out his jacket, he drawls and asks her why she did not come to receive him at the airport like she usually does when he's back from a long journey..

"This journey has been very difficult for me, love.. I was wishing I'd get to see your face when I come out of that airport, see that smile on your face, which takes all my worries away.. "

He senses the anger in her posture, her stiff body movements and it discourages him from talking further.

S: "I could have considered coming had you had the sense to call.. once.. "

DM did not like the tone of her voice.. and thought it was ruder than what he had expected.. even more icy and cool.. than he liked and than he knew Santo was capable of.. he thought of arguing with that statement but surrendered.. rolling up his sleeves and acting if he could not see her pack that bag, he proceeded to close the door to their room.. Santo turned around and looked at him angrily..

"Open that door please.. I cannot stay here with you.. in the same room.. "

"And why not?"

"You know why.. don't make me say it.. "

Saying so, she clutched the half packed bag and moved towards the door hastily before he could close it completely.. DM blocked her way and threw her bag on the floor, messing the clothes around and only increasing Santo's anger.. he expected her to shout on him, yell at him, say something.. but she jerked off his hand and gathered the clothes on the floor and in no time, she was trying to get out of the room in the same manner..

DM held her hand by the elbow in a strong grip.. again easing the bag out of her hand, this time, letting it land slowly on the floor.. she struggled..trying to get away from him but his grip was way too tight for her..

"What is all this drama? Shu natak che aa?", he asked her dangerously..
For the first time since he had returned, Santo looked directly at her husband and looked into his eyes to see anger bottling up.. the ever affable brown orbs were turning angry and cold.. but that was no match for the intensity of anger that she felt for him.. and she did not even have a reason.. she was just angry..

Santo held his hand with her other hand and tried to get it off her.. saying she wanted to get out of this room.. he looked at her, his eyes narrowing, his grip tightening.. with his loose hand, he closed the door to their room and bolted it from inside...

"What are you doing?! Let me go!!"

She winced and she struggled.. but all DM did was look back at her ferociously.. with a gaze so intense that it could burn her.. she buried her nails into his hand, willing him to leave her.. her behavior frustrated DM to no end and before she knew it, DM turned around and thrust Santo on the door, closing in on her..

Pinning her elbow on the door and his other hand grabbing the root of her hair, he pulled her face near to his.. feeling her breath quicken and her pupils dilate.. he breathed on her face.. on her neck.. and found her closing her eyes in anticipation..

Moving his grip in her hair, holding it passionately.. he finally spoke..

"What the hell do you want me to say? Eh? Do I HAVE to tell you how much I love you? Even after all this? Do I HAVE to go through this to tell you what you and me have gone through?"

He rubbed his nose on her cheek as he caught his own breath.. breathing shallowly on her neck now,grabbing her chin and her jaw..

"Do I have to tell you that each part of my body yearns for you? Wants to hold you close to it? Wants to feel your body? Your soul? Wants to feel you dissolve right there.. in me, in my arms, in my soul.. ? Do I have to tell you that I have broken into a thousand pieces when I even thought of separating from you, let alone bring myself to take that decision, which was nothing more than death sentence.."

Biting her lip angrily.. almost hurting her.. he managed to say..
"Do I have to tell you I.. I .. love you to the level of insanity?"

And she needed to hear nothing else.. because as soon as those words were said,
she grabbed his face and pressed her lips on his.. her hands soon finding their way on to his warm chest.. parting those shirt buttons and elicting warm purrs and sighs from him.. he undid her hair and played with it before they ended their case.. and enveloping each other in the warmest of embraces..


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