ViSa FF~Perfect soul mates~Part 16 updated pg 43- Page 4

PART 4

She locked herself in the bedroom and leaned against the wall, bawling her eyes out. Her legs gave out and she slid down to the floor. What had happened just now? She wondered. Never did she think that things would go so out of control. All she wanted today was to get a few answers, but she was unprepared for shock that came her way.

Her husband wanted her dead? She could not think straight. He wanted to kill her at one stage. He thought that she wanted to elope with her ex-husband and that she was faking all the beautiful moments they shared as a family and a couple? How could he think that? She wondered.

She needed to process this with a level head. She wiped away her tears, took a few deep breaths and started to think back as to where things went wrong. She traced back to the events leading to the misunderstanding between them; from their Mumbai trip, to the fake elopement plan with RajJi. Then she got her answer she was unknowingly searching for; the most important one at that. She realized that she was partly the reason for Mr.Suryavanshi to misunderstand the situation. She was the one who gave room for that doubt to crop. Had she confessed to him about everything from the beginning, they would not be facing such a situation now.

He did not doubt her even once when she received Rajji's call, did not question her whereabouts when he was not around. He placed his entire trust in her and expected her to reciprocate the same. She failed the test of faith and now she was blaming him for her actions? Admitted she wanted to tell him everything, but did she do it on time? He gave her every reason to trust him after their Mumbai trip and she could have very well confided in him about everything, but she did not. He trusted her and she broke that trust.

She understood now, how difficult it was for him to place that very faith in someone after losing his first wife. Had he not confided in her about everything tonight, would she have ever known about it? She unknowingly acknowledged his honesty. He was very forthright and honest downstairs and appeared genuinely sorry about everything that happened.

He wanted to mend their broken relationship and here she was wallowing in self-pity. She could not be this selfish. She had to meet him halfway if she wanted to have a long lasting, loving relationship with him and their son. She loved them both.

But the question still remained--Could she forgive him for entertaining the thought of shooting her? She pondered over it for a while and came up with the answer. If he could confess to her honestly, not once blaming her for his actions and taking the entire blame on himself, she knew that he truly repented for his deeds and she would not be human if she blamed him any further. It would only increase his insecurities and doubts furthermore.

She loved him and he loved her. She could not think of a life without him. Now the ball was in her court. She had to take the next step, a very crucial one, cause this would either make or break their relationship. She did not want the latter to happen, so she set her mind on the former. Now that the worst was over and done with, they needed to work towards strengthening their weakened bond. They suffered so much heartache; it was time they healed together.

So thinking she got up and unlocked the bedroom door and tiptoed downstairs. She teared up instantly when she saw her husband looking distraught seated on the sofa. She could not see him in pain anymore. She straightened her shoulders and walked towards him slowly.

He sat on the sofa, with hands on his head. How did he let things go so out of control? Was he not THE Vikrant Suryavanshi, who never failed at anything? He let out a mirthless laugh, thinking of the irony of the situation. He failed big time in the most important test of life, love and marriage. Every passing minute seemed like hell imagining a life without Sarita. He was experiencing a pain so acute that he felt he could not breathe anymore. He bowed his head down and shut his eyes tight and started to take a deep breathe.

She came to stop right in front of him and placed her hand gently on his hair. He looked up startled and was shocked to see her there; looking at him with such tenderness. Was he imagining things? He wondered. She gradually brought her hands to cup his cheeks and placed a loving kiss on his forehead. He knew at that moment that she had forgiven him. He immediately grabbed on to her like a lifeline and hugged himself tightly to her chest, all the while thanking god for the miracle he was presented with.

To be continued...

Comments and criticisms are always welcome.

I know that some of you might be disappointed that Sarita forgave him so easily. My assessment is that she is a very generous person and has such a huge heart that is ever willing to forgive the mistakes of her loved ones.

Originally posted by: punjabi0926

I loved all three parts!!! Just can imagine the screen play with Vikarant and Sarita... This would have been more real!

Originally posted by: anjalijiji

This is beautiful Pallavi, exactly the same confrontation/conversation I would like to see in the show after all the misunderstandings ,so that they can start afresh. But time is not on their side😭 Well done 👏

Originally posted by: anjalijiji

Awesome update Pallavi.👍🏼 Not at all disappointed with sarita forgiving vikrant, it is the first step to move forward in life and I like her positive attitude towards life. 😊

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Guys,

This is my first time writing a SR scene. Do
not know if you will like it or not. Kindly do not curse me if it does not
match your expectations!

PART 5

They embraced each other for what seemed like eternity. It
was more like they did not want to let go of each other. Time seemed to stand
still. There was peace and tranquility around them. And this gave them
additional reason to cling to each other even more; for this was the first time
they were together without any interruption and misunderstandings between them
and they wanted to cherish this moment forever.

He had his face sideways on her flat stomach and his hands
around her waist. He slowly started drawing invisible circles on her waist with
his fingers. He could hear her breathe hitch a little, due to the subtle
tracing of his fingers on her lower back. He smiled to himself knowing that she
was as affected by his presence and proximity as he was of hers.

She could feel his breath on her navel, spreading warmth all
over her body. She could not control the hitch that escaped her mouth, when he
started exploring her back with his fingers, oh so delicately. Her breathing
gradually became rapid and there was this strange tingling in the pit of her
stomach. All this seemed new to her. Never before had she experienced such a strange
yet pleasing sensation.

He turned his face around to place a small kiss on her
navel, through her sari. She closed her eyes and gradually brought her hands
and placed them at the nape of his neck. He looked up to observe her reaction
and was spellbound by her beauty. Eyeing her continuously, he raised one hand
to push the sari which was hiding her delicate waist from him, while using the
other to hold her closer still; and placed a wet kiss on flat belly. He pulled
back a little bit, blew hot air on it and kissed the same place again. She
threw her head back and buried her fingers in his hair, as passion took over
her senses. She had to bite her lower lip, from crying out in pleasure.

He repeated the same action several times. He was amazed at
the softness of her skin and couldn't resist the urge to taste it. Her knees
started trembling as sensation after sensation hit her. He tugged her waist and
she fell into his lap with a yelp. He cupped her cheek and silently urged her
to look at him. He met her gorgeous eyes that was filled with love and passion
at the moment and thought that he was the luckiest man alive to have her in his
arms and in his life.

"I love you, Sarita", he uttered, with so much devotion that
it brought tears to her eyes.

She brushed her fingers through his hair, traced the gash on
his forehead tenderly with the tips of her fingers and said, "I love you too".
She was amazed at the transformation she saw on his face. Gone were his frowns
and creases caused by unhappiness; it was replaced by a huge smile, brought by
the love he had for her deep in his heart.

He brought his lips forward and placed small kisses to the
corners of her mouth, as if testing waters. Her lips were tender and full and
he wanted nothing but to ravish them. But he knew that this was her first time
and that he needed to be patient and slow. He peppered her mouth with small
kisses. Her eyes fluttered close as he started to lengthen the kisses. He
kissed her more and more and she reciprocated it with the same amount of
passion. His tongue gradually seeked entrance into her mouth and she opened it
in silent invitation. There was a battle of tongues and they had to pull apart
in order to catch their breathe.

He was mesmerized by her looks. He realized that they were
in the middle of the living room, going at it like teenagers. And this was not
how he wanted her first time to be like, on the floor in the living room. He
wanted to make it extra special for her. He wanted to show her how much he
loved her and how much she meant to him.

He stood up with her in his arms and started to proceed towards
the bedroom, all the while kissing and nipping the base of her neck, the pulse
point and below. She felt like she would run out of breathe, as beautiful
sensations filled her entire body when he proceeded to kiss all the places her
sari failed to cover. Their breathing was ragged by the time they reached the
bedroom. He placed her on the bed and gently pushed her back. She fell on her
back and instantly he was hovering over her on hands and knees, trapping her
body beneath his. He bent his head down and attacked her mouth with kisses
which left Sarita breathless. He moved on to kiss her jaw and proceeded towards
her neck, nipping, soothing and kissing again and again, as if he was starved.

He gently brought his hands around her and undid her blouse,
exposing more skin for his hungry mouth to relish. She was breathless and restless
now. She brought her hands around his neck and tugged him closer. That was all
the invitation he needed. From thereon there was no stopping the passion
between them. And slowly each article of their clothing found its way to the
floor.

He was gentle yet loving with her. And after they reached
the climax of their love making together, she looked sated and spent. He lifted
the blanket and covered them up. She snuggled closer to him, and he felt that
he couldn't get any happier.

Finally the weariness and fatigue of the day caught up with
them and they drifted off to a blissful sleep.

To be continued...

If I did not follow any FF rule in this chapter, kindly let
me know and I will correct it!

Thanks once again for giving it a read!

Originally posted by: nandinidavid96

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