Here is another attempt at a Gohem scene by me. Now we all know nothing like this will happen, but we can dream right?
I was thinking Gohem might be sidelined by Kinjle drama and Raji/Sonal story, so I mentioned this to Swasthi, when I suggested the scene in her thread she thought it would make a good OS. So I thought why not, but I didn't know what to write about once they got home, so I just took her suggestions and went from there.
So all the credit for this OS goes to Swasthi.
To:Swasti, I granted all of our three wishes in this OS, and I will be waiting for that drink on Friday.
Ahem watched his sister mingle with people with barley, controlled anger. He could not believe that was his sister Kinjle acting the way she was, she has forgotten how to respect her elders, she threw aside all of Modi reputation and upbringing to become a model.
He couldn't believe this was the same sister who followed him around when they were little, the same sister who ran to him for every little thing. He thought she would have learned her lesson with Umang fiasco but he could see that he was wrong. He looked at his mom's hurt and angry face and wanted to go over and shake some sense into Kinjle.
He was brought out of his angry thoughts by his wife's soft voice. "Maji, I will be right back." He took a deep breath and made himself calm down.
He went back to observing Kinjle, but a group of giggling girls calling out to Gopi to stop snagged his attention. He heard the girls tell Gopi she was looking very pretty. He immediately felt proud of his wife. She did indeed look very pretty tonight. He had been the first to notice, he was so stunned he had actually stuttered when talking to her, and then his phone had rang. He had turned back to compliment her, but the words got stuck in his throat, instead he had turned back and smiled to himself.
Then one of the girls asked Gopi if Ahem had been the one to gift the expensive outfit, and he immediately felt a pang of regret at never gifting her. He waited, holding his breath, to see how his wife would answer, but to his surprise she just blushed and smiled. Then one of the other girl spoke up and said of course Ahemji must have bought the outfit. Still Gopi didn't say anything, but at that moment she looked straight at him. Her sparkling eyes and the beautiful smile made him feel guilty so he looked away from her. When he looked back he saw Gopi make excuse and walk away. Then he heard one of the girls say Ahemji is so lucky to have such beautiful wife, and in all honesty he could not deny this.
His mom's voice brought him out of thoughts of his wife and how pretty she looked tonight. "Ahem dikra, I will be right back." His mom was very upset, she walked away. He looked around to see where Gopi was, but could not see her anywhere.
One hour later, whatever happiness he had felt at watching his beautiful wife being complimented had once again disappeared by watching his sister make a full out of her self in front of so many people. Finally the debacle that his sister had created was over. Even Gopi's silent presence and her worried looks thrown his and his mom's way had not managed to calm him down.
He was getting a headache from trying to keep himself in control. He was standing to the side, debating on making an excuse to go home when he heard Gopi cry out in pain. He immediately looked around and spotted her not too far from him.
Ahem walked forward to meet her and Jigar half way. He pulled them to side. "Gopi what happened?" she looked to be in pain and holding her hand tightly. There were unshed tears in her eyes.
"Woh bhai, bhabhi was accidently hit with a stick in her right hand." Jigar spoke up worriedly.
Ahem took her hand in his to check and immediately saw that the cuts were turning red, they were still raw from the cut. "Why did you take the bandages off." His voice sounder harsher than he intended but he couldn't help himself. She never takes care of herself. She flinched at his question and looked at her reassuringly.
Gopi finally spoke up. "Woh, if I had left the bandages on people would have asked too many questions and…" She trailed off fearfully. He knew she didn't want to embarrass the family that's probably why she took them.
He looked around to see where his mom was, and finally saw her on the other side chatting with some ladies. His mom had finally calmed down, since Kinjle was gone he didn't have to worry about his mom, and there was no need for them to stay. He made a decision to take Gopi home.
"Jigar I am going to take Gopi home, I am also tired. Tell mom we left and you bring everyone home." Ahem let go of Gopi's hand.
"Ji bhai you and bhabhi go home, I will bring everyone home; it won't be a problem." Jigar left to inform his mom and kakiji.
Ahem turned to Gopi. "Let's go Gopi." Gopi followed him out of the pandal without saying anything.
During the ride home Ahem and Gopi didn't speak to each other, but couldn't help but sneak a few looks at each other. Ahem was back to thinking how pretty she looked in pink, and wondered if he could make her blush that shade of pink.
Gopi's thoughts were far from how her Ahemji could make her blush. She kept going back to how hurt her Maji and Ahemji were at Kinjleben's behavior. She had attempted to talk to Kinjleben but had failed at trying to make her listen. She felt dejected at not being able to help her family.
Ahem pulled up in the driveway, after he locked the door, he turned to Gopi. "Gopi, bring the bandage box up to the room, I will wrap your hands again." He could tell he had managed to surprise her. "Ahemji, its ok, I can do it." He gave her a stern look. "Gopi why don't you just listen to me for once and do as I say. Just bring the box upstairs, I will wait for you." He left without waiting for her to say anything.
Once he was in the room, he took out his nightclothes and immediately went to bathroom to change. Gopi was just walking in when he came out of the bathroom. She gave him a nervous fleeting glance and looked away. He took the box out of her hand, took her hand and made her sit in the chair. He sat next to her. He took out the necessary items from the box to reapply the bandages to her hand.
Gopi kept starring at her Ahemji in wonder. She had never seen him like with her before. Yeah he had helped her on last Diwali, but according him it hadn't been because of any special reason, he would have done it for anyone. She looked away from him before she got carried away again, but she couldn't help but look back and wonder. This evening when he had looked at her dressed in the lehnga, there had been this particular look in his eyes, as if he couldn't help but look at her, as if he thought she was beautiful, but when he didn't say anything she had reasoned out that she had read too much in that one look. No matter how much she wished it, her Ahemji would never look at her with pure lust in his eyes for her.
Ahem looked up to see her watching him intently, but with bit of a sadness. He was taken back by the sadness, he wondered why she looked so sad. She looked away before he could try to read her eyes. When he was finished she immediately stood up and went to sit in the front of the mirror. He put everything back in the box.
He glanced at her to see her frowning at her arms. He realized she was trying to figure out how to take everything off. Then he realized she would have hard time getting out of the dress too. Ahem decided his wife had teased him enough tonight with her pick dress and pretty face, it was time to pay her back. He walked over to the door, closed it and clicked the lock in place. When he turned towards her, he saw that she had turned at the sound of the lock and was looking at him nervously. He walked towards her slowly, with each step he took towards her anxiety increased. Could she see his intentions? Is that why she looked so nervous? Her pallu slipped off of her head and she attempted to catch it but it was too late.
Ahem stepped behind her and stopped her hand from reaching for the pallu. He bent and placed her hand in her lap, keeping his face close enough to her so she could feel his warm breath on her face. She closed her eyes and inhaled rapidly. He could chest heaving rapidly as if she was trying to control her heart. He was encouraged by her reaction. He slowly straightened and took out her mang tikka from her part, bending once again, this time he place the piece of jewelry on the table, deliberately brushing his chest against her shoulder. Gopi opened her eyes and met his in the mirror, she blushed when she saw him looking at her. She quickly looked down shyly.
Gopi felt Ahemji moving her hair to the side. She jumped when she felt his fingers on her neck. She thought she felt him brush his finger back and forth on her neck before reaching for the clasp of the necklace and removing it. Once again he bent to place the necklace on the table instead of handing it to her. This time he moved even closer to her, brushing his cheek against her, he felt her freeze in place, he could see her breathing increase, and her hands were trembling.
Next he moved to her ears, he remove one and held on to it, he moved to the other ear, just as he finished taking out the first earing, he purposely let the other one fall out of his hand hoping it would get caught in just the right place, and sure enough luck was with him, the earing got caught right on her chest, just above her blouse. He reached for it once again let his finger brush the exposed skin, just above the dupatta, he heard her gasp in surprise.
Gopi could not hide the effect Ahemji touch was having in her. She tried to control her breathing, trembling, but was it all in vain. She couldn't figure out why he was doing this, she thought may be he is not even doing anything, but she is the one who is reacting this way just because he was close to her. She stood up quickly before she did something stupid like threw herself in his arms again, just to be rejected again.
Before Gopi could move away, Ahem grabbed her hands, and started removing her bangeles, he carefully removed the ones in the right hand before moving to the left hand. He took them all and leaned forward to put them on the table, this time he let his chest brush her from the front while he placed the bangles on the table behind her. He stayed in this position few seconds longer than necessary, to make her aware of him.
Ahem moved back and stared at her, then he murmured softly to her. "You are going to need help in changing your dress." When she opened her mouth to speak he stopped her with a look. "Gopi don't argue with me, get out your night sari to wear, I will help you." Gopi followed his command in daze. She blindly pulled out the first sari she came to, and it happened to be green, his favorite color. He smiled at her choice.
She slowly walked towards him, she placed the sari on the table, closed her eyes and turned her back on him. He didn't say anything, reached for the pins on the shoulders to remove the dupatta first, when he had all the pins out, he removed the dupatta towards the bed, without looking to see where it lander. He was too busy roaming his eyes all over the exposed skin of his wife's body. He wanted to take it all in and savor it to remember her just like she was with just the skirt and blouse on her. She moved her arms up to cross over her chest, but he stopped her midway. He brushed a kiss on her neck. "You look beautiful, don't try to hide yourself from me please." Ahem moved back closed his eyes and took few deep breaths to control his breathing. He didn't want to start something he couldn't finish tonight.
He moved to the hooks on the back of her blouse and removed them one by one, letting the back of his fingers brush her spine.
He quickly removed the blouse, and helped her into her simple blouse before he lost all reasoning and did something he was trying to avoid doing.
Before he could reach for her skirt, she reached for the simple one and put it over her head to let it slide down her body, she reached under the skirt to remove the heavy skirt of the outfit. She stepped out and secured the simple skirt around her waist.
He watched as she quickly wrapped the sari around her body, avoiding looking at him. Ahem realized his wife had reached her limit, and so had he. She had hard time making the pleats of her sari, so he took it from her, he had to attempt three times before he got it just right, he secured it with a safety pin before gently tucking it in her skirt, he didn't linger, no matter how much he wanted to. Gopi quickly pleated the pallu part and brought it over her shoulder to tuck the one end in the back, at her waist. He pinned the pallu in place at the back of her blouse. Once again she tried to bring the pallu on top of her head, but he held her hand. "Gopi look at me." She slowly looked up and swallowed hard. He kept looking at her, and he saw her face turn almost as pink as the fancy outfit, remembering what all he did and see of her tonight. He smiled at her. "You looked beautiful tonight, in and out of the outfit." Her eyes widened at his works, and to his delight, her face was as red as a tomato. He brought her head to his chest, and put his arms around her to hug her. He rested his chin on top of her head and smiled. He felt her arms go around him finally.
He held her closely for few more minutes then pulled back. "Don't wear the pallu on your head again, you don't have to." When she nodded her head and gave him a shy smile, he took her hand and walked her to the bed. He pulled the covers back and made her sit on the bed. "Now you must be tired, so go to sleep, I will wait for the family to come and let them in, I have some work to finish anyways." When she started to protest, he once again stopped her. "Gopi we have so much to talk about, but that can wait, right now I just want you to rest, Ok?" Gopi slowly nodded her head and lay on the bed. He pulled the covers over her, kissed her on the forehead and moved back. He turned the lights off, took his laptop bag and moved to the chair.
Gopi watched him for few moments then drifted off to sleep. Ahem kept a close eyes on her sleeping form while he worked and waited for the family to arrive.
Tomorrow will bring a new beginning for him and Gopi, and he was looking forward to their future together.
The End.😊
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Please forgive any misspelled words and mistakes in Grammar.
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