AarYa One Shot
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Prelude
The oneshot begins from where the episode ended on Friday. Here , Yash & Aarti have reached Mussorie (assumption) , the venue of the politician daughter's wedding. The oneshot has nothing to do with Neelam-Kunal track.
VM to match up with the mood.
[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KcYSLgBrvzs[/YOUTUBE]
"Aah! Mr. Scindiya. What took you so long to reach? We were so tensed. Every guest has reached. This is so embarrassing !" , Politician's wife uttered in a go.
Yash looked at the lady as he stood at the gate holding his and Aarti's luggage. "Ma'am!" , Yash said , "We've actually reached an hour prior to our designated time."
Politician's wife ogled him flaring her nostrils.
"its ok ma'am. We understand this is such an apprehensive time for you. You must be feeling so fretful. And in the anxiousness you forget the time." , Aarti tried to calm the atmosphere down.
Meanwhile the politician came in the scene. He asked his servants to show Yash-Aarti their room.
Yash-Aarti reach their room. Aarti carried her numb expressions as she unfeelingly roamed in the very small yet engaging well-decorated room. Yash sensed that Aarti hasn't liked the room but to his surprise , Aarti screamed , "Wow! I loved it! "
"You liked it Aarti ji? I think its too small. Even the bed , it so.."
"Endearing!" , Aarti interrupted. "I loved this room Yash ji."
She clasped his arm as she dragged him to the window.
"Wow Yash ji. We can view whole Mussoorie ! Haina?" , Aarti chirped with a wide smile.
"Yes Aarti ji." , Yash said , observing the widening smile on her wife's pretty face. " By the way, almost everything is done here. Right?"
"Yes Yash ji! Everyhing is done. You don't worry at all."
"Great"
"Yash ji. I wanted to ask something."
"Please tell me what is it Aarti ji?"
"Now that we are done with everything. Are we invited to attend the functions?"
"Of course Aarti ji. In fact I was about to ask you to get ready."
"Wow! Awesome." , Aarti screamed with happiness as she ran towards her luggage . She took out her favorite pink-chiffon sari with an exquisite embroidery & immediately got ready.
Yash looked at his appealing wife but struggled hard to control himself of complimenting her.
"Aarti ji. You are looking---ummm----good." , Yash said in a go and moved out of his room.
Aarti who had almost drowned in love with Yash felt thousand butterflies fluttering in her belly. First compliment from her husband , it surely meant a lot for Aarti. Her happiness knew no bound and the result was all visible on her face , the smile who had no intention fade.
She ran to be with Yash in the function , "Yash ji! I know nobody here. " , Aarti whispered in his ears slowly , "Please---be with me"
Yash looked into her eyes and assured her that he wont leave her side.
The ceremony was going smoothly. Yash-Aarti had done their dinner . Politician's wife , all submerged in motherly emotions tried to persuade Aarti to apply henna on her hands too. Aarti resisted but then agreed .
After the mehandi on her hands was done she stood up , searching for Yash who was nowhere in the scene. She got worried and ran to the room . She tried to push the door without using her wet hands but it didn't open. The brawny-chilly gale blew off the pallu of her sari , she felt a muscular tap on her shoulders . Aarti panicked and turned around to see that it was Yash standing behind her. She tried to cover her revealing self with her hands as she had no intention to spoil her sari with her henna-decorated hands.
"Cover me. Yash Ji." , Aarti asserted with much boldness looking straight into his eyes.
Yash bent down to pick her pall but them immediately stood up without holding that and picked Aarti instead in his arms and in a swift he took her inside the room. He lied her down on the bed mushily , his hands still on her back.
The strong chilly winds leaded to the power cut , Yash opened the windows , the cool breeze came in contact with Aarti's exposed body , making her moan. Yash walked towards her and said , "You must be tired . Why don't you sleep."
"I want to sleep , but the heavy embroidery on my sari would itch my body whole night. And I cannot change too." , Aarti sighed.
Yash moved his face to the window as he didn't want to face Aarti while talking to her , "Aarti ji , Shall I-----I , he---lp you ?" , Yash stammered.
Aarti murmured , "Hmmm"
Each step of Yash towards her , sent chills in her back-bone. Yash helped her to get up from the bed. He brought Aarti's night-wear cotton sari & slowly at pace , removed her sari. Aarti gazed at Yash as he was busy with his husbandly duties , unwillingly. His hands then reached the 'door' of her blouse. His single touch on her bare back gave her goosebumps , she shut her eyes tightly. Without looking at her even for once , Yash changed her sari in a go.
A he was about to move , Aarti though shy , moaned , "Yash ji"
Yash looked at her. He slowly bent towards her , "Aarti ji. We shall sleep now. Shall I help you with your mehandi? Do you want to wash your hands?"
"No! I want my mehandi to darken. Will wash my hands in the morning."
Yash caressed Aarti's hairs , "Goodnight Aarti ji."
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