OS - Safe in his arms P75 - Page 55

Very touchy! Sad to see Kumnd be harsh and cutting like that!

Originally posted by: omshreejaanu

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Welcome back Zu. Happy to see ur write up. I always enjoy ur work n this one too. Short but definitely in line with the on going track. Keep writing. ⭐️

Thanks a ton Jaanu
I've planned to write this in two parts. Hoping to write the next part soon

I'm late and yet reserving
Will update soon 😛

This OS is what I wrote for the OS contest...but as I have to edit some parts for the contest, I'm posting the original one for the readers.

Safe in his arms

Saras ran into the Mandir to find Kumud praying solemnly. She stood stock-still, as if she was afraid even to take a deep breath. Keeping his head high, Saras walked past Kumud. Tears welled up in his eyes as he was dying within. Days have passed with him trying to tell the truth to her, his reasoning. It was his fault. He saw streams of tears flowing over her cheeks. He loved her; oh that much was clear to him. This woman was the only one who made a home in his heart that had permanency written on it. He knew his feelings were different from what he had felt before. This was like Niagara Falls when compared to what he felt earlier.

"Damn it!" Saras hit the pillar with his fist in frustration, cursing him for dumping her. He would let her know the truth today and he knew that it was now or never for him.

He outstretched his hand to touch her shoulders, but remembered that she belongs to another man and he put his hand down. He fixed his gaze upon her and waited until she opens her eyes. A minute or two passed yet she remained unmoved.

Kumud?' Saras's words made her heart pound. She wanted so badly to pretend that she had not heard him and keep on concentrating on prayers. Kumud opened her eyes slowly and saw the calmness she enjoyed a while before was now diffused into insignificance and it seemed that the tempest would take over in no time. The innocent ambience was overshadowed by that of a vile more like her life. The clouds roared one last time reminding her to hurry, but she remained there unaffected. She is already in the middle of a worse storm, so a storm like this could do no more damage. "Was there any more to tell?" She asked without even looking at him.

"Yes, and it's important" he said looking at the few people who were looking at them, "come with me."

She wanted to say no. Not again. Once was enough, twice was more than enough. But for the third time... "Okay" she agreed.

He gently took her elbow, as if he thought she might try to escape, and led her towards the exit.

"What is it about?" she asked halting on the last step.

"It is about us, and that's my fault, I handled things badly. I want to make everything alright" to her nerves his words were like a high-pitched sequel from a public addressing system.

"It's too late now, there isn't a thing you can change" she looked away trying to hide the fear that ran through her body, thinking about her good-for-nothing husband.

"One last chance, please...At least listen to me" he pleaded, holding both his together bending his head in front of her.

She had been given a jolt, hearing what he went through. She had been feeling something strange ever since he called off their marriage and she regret for not listening to her heart then. She had been a girl who had been shown a door to heaven awe inspiring before, but they had broken down before she had even knocked on them because of one wrong step she took. Why had she taken the wrong decision in a hurry? Why hadn't she waited for him for a while? If only she could turn back the clock...She wanted to tear something up, throw something but she quietly walked away, away from him, knowing that if she had stayed there she would surely have surrendered to him.

There was a moment of silence and Saras turned around to see kumud was long gone from there. Where could she go in such a bad weather? He ran out into the rain to the narrow street to find Kumud, but there was no sign of her. He ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes in rage and slowly started walking forward. Before he could walk a small distance he heard someone's heartbreaking sobs. It was none other than Kumud, his Kumud. She was sitting right at a side of the road, crying her heart out, as though she wanted to wash away all the hurt. He ran to her and knelt down in front of her to touch her shoulders, Kumud?'

She pushed him away, so hard that he nearly had a fall. He gathered himself and moved closer to her this time, his hands reaching across her shoulders as he held her closer to him. She hit his chest with her fist, crying her heart out.

Why? Why did this happen to me?' she asked the question he could never answer. He shook his head, held her cheeks and wiped her tears and pulled her into him almost crushing her against his chest. He knew he was wrong to hold her like that, but he could not help himself from doing so. She needed him. As he lowered his gaze to her back, he saw fresh bruises from where her sari could not cover up. Has she being beaten by someone? Could it be her husband? Dare she tell him the truth? Dare she tell him that her husband is alcoholic? Dare she tell him that she still want to continue her life with her husband? No. He won't let her do it. He is the one who did all the damage and only he could amend it.

You are not going back' Saras said in a harsh tone, pushing her away from him slowly and he asked her about the bruises on her back. She ignored his last question and refused his decision of her not going home. She knew to which extent her husband's family would steep to find her if she ever tried to escape and she did not want Saras to be in danger because of her. She tried to convince him that she is happily married and now as she knew the truth she is all broken and she could never forget him. She would always love him but could not go away with him as destiny had other plans for them.

Her talks could not distract Saras. He then pulled her to him and said, "Do you think you can fool me, Kumud? If you think so, then you are wrong! You can hide what you go through from others but not from this Saraswatichandra! I'm taking you with me, and that's final."

Kumud's mind befuddled the minute he had pulled her close, as though he knew it was the only way he could make her forget everything but him. She could not think straight when he was this close. Oh, he still affects her so much, and being away for a couple of months did not change her feelings. Why did he make her feel like this? Why did her body want to be close to him and when it was all coherent thought left her? She tried to reply, "Uh...I.." and Saras just stopped her from a reply by kissing her. It was a kiss to let her know that he loves her more than anything else he will walk to the end of the earth with her.

Saras sighed as the kiss deepened; the taste of her lips was like a drop of life from the Holy Grail. Tasting her sweetness with the taste of rain was magical, and he felt that when he dies he wanted the heaven like this, with her taste. She kissed him back with frenzy, forgetting her marital status and the threatening life she had been living for the past few months. He slid his hand on down her back till he found the curve of her waist and gently lifted her up in his arms without breaking the kiss. He walked back to the car, where he left his bag; put her in the passenger seat and gently he let her lips go, to look at her face.

Sliding next to her, he demanded in a whisper, "Open your eyes Kumud" feeling that she was afraid to open her eyes thinking that this was a dream. "Look into my eyes, Kumud! Do they tell you how much I regret for what happened to you? Do they tell you how much you mean to me? How lost I had been without seeing you for the past few months? How lost I would be if they do not see you? I need you, Kumud" he questioned her, while trying to find answers in her eyes.

Kumud looked at him unblinkingly, mesmerized by the passion she saw in his dark brown pebbles. His eyes told everything to her, how much he wanted her. He would go against the whole world for her. He would save her, free her from her captive.

Before she could answer, Kumud parted her lips and licked them and saw his eyes dart there and heart him groan. She frowned when he murmured gutturally "Kumud! You drive me crazy when you do that" and kissed her, this time pillage into her mouth like a starved man who needed this to live. She moaned as the kiss deepened with her hands running behind his back and sinking her fingers into him between his damp shirt. Saras nipped her neck as his passion took a stronger hold on him, leaving a mark on her. He moved his head lower, making her pulse jump just as his lips touched her letting him know how she felt.

Suddenly they felt a sharp light on them and they both stilled, he felt the tensing in Kumud as they broke apart and he put her down in to his lap. He covered her mouth with his hands as they heard a phone ringing.

No sir.' The man answered the phone. There isn't a sign of anyone here. She can't be here in this weather'

Saras sighed, taking away his hand on her mouth just as the spine-tingling moment was over. He quickly got one of his jackets for her to put on as he sensed they are in danger. Without hesitating, Kumud put it over her wet sari and waited for him to start the car. He assured her that as long as he was with her no one could harm her, not even Buddhidhan or his men.

Kumud helped Saras to locate the nearest hotel as he drove hurriedly on the dark streets of Ratnagiri to find shelter for the night ahead. The receptionist studied Kumud, who covered her face with the pallu of her sari. Luckily, without much delay they were allocated a room and they both went in quickly. Just as Kumud went to dry herself up, Saras made some plans on how to reach the Desai's Haveli early in the morning as the danger still awaits for them.

Kumud felt shy to step out of the bath room wearing his shirt, but slowly she came out. She saw Saras rummaging with the logs to light a fire, turning his back to her. She inhaled trying to calm her heartbeats that threatened to run away when she laid her eyes on him. Her breathing ragged as he turned around to look at her. The harder she tried to calm her nerves, the worse it got.

As if drawn by some unknown force, he got up and walked to her, while still holding on to the last threads of his control when he saw her feet shuffling in agitation. He touched her arm, trying to turn her but found himself nestling his head against hers, breathing in the scent of her mingled hair. He closed his eyes and pulled her against his chest and lifted her in his arms.

Just as Kumud hold around his neck they heard a knock on the hotel door and someone say "room service".

res! nee nee time, night Zu!!!! 🤗

Safe in his hands, it was written by you :) All the entries were beautiful and I liked this one most in the OS' contest :) I felt ur style of writting somewhere like detailing the things and expressions, Especially handling romance ! i was not wrong :)

Wow,another OS from you Azuu and it was just lovely <3 😳 I love how you give the details and it was a very enjoyable read 😳🤗

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Originally posted by: sweetly_sour

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BTW Azzu why don't you make a separate posts every time you post a new OS, that way you'll get more readers

Idea toh acha hai, but be it a new or old thread, those who are interested will read... Plus, I want all my work to be easily reachable 😆 😆

Next time I'll think about this idea, to see how it works