Burying her head in his shoulder she cried. He stroked her back. "I'm sorry for making you feel that way. With time I'll prove it to you that I'm not like Prashant. That no matter what the circumstances are, I'll never leave you. With great difficulty and after facing so many obstacles we have reached here. There is no way I'll let anything or anyone come between us now". He kept stroking her back till she calmed down.
He moved back a little. With a twinkle in his eyes, he said, "Come with me I want to take you somewhere and show you something!"
"What?"
"It's a surprise for you. Now get dressed".
"But I haven't had showered yet".
"Yes I know lazy girl that you haven't left bed since last evening. We came here last night around Ten and now it's around two in the afternoon. Now get up from the bed or else we will end up here till tomorrow morning". He warned her.
With a sad face she entered the bathroom. After last night and this morning and especially after this morning, she had sort of secretly wished that they'll take their shower together. And here he had pushed her in the bathroom, all alone.
Bathroom was one place which she'll never forget for they were trapped in there twice. Ever since she had fallen in love with him, she had dreamed of getting locked in there with him once again. Only this time instead of counting tiles or arguing they will shower each other with their love, while showering together in the closed bathroom.
She sighed. "Maybe next time". She whispered, then got an idea. She removed his shirt that she was wearing and threw it out of the bathroom. Then leaving the door wide ajar, she turned on the shower. "I know he's smart enough to get the message". She thought with a mischievous grin.
She had her back to the door and dreamed that he will now come and engulf her from behind and then... Then she blushed hard imagining what will happen next! One minute passed, then two, then three, he didn't come. After what seemed like an eternity, she turned and and gasped as she saw him quietly standing there.
He was leaning on the door, hands folded in front of his chest. He scanned her from top to bottom. Lazily and very slowly, savoring every inch of her body through his eyes. She couldn't handle it and turned her back to him.
She never realized when he came and stood behind her. He kissed her back and whispered. "When you can't handle the heat then why play with the fire!" His statement and his touch made her shiver. He turned her around and pulled her to him. "Yes I know we have shared some unforgettable moments locked in the bathroom and we have dreamed of creating millions of unforgettable memories, steamy and hot memories behind the closed door of the bathroom".
He had read her mind. She closed her eyes. He pulled her more closer. Her wet body soaking his shirt. He was least bothered. "As much as I want to live those dreams right now..." He whispered in her ears making her cling to him. "As much as I want to lick every single drop off you right now...". He kissed her neck. "But I won't do it!"
For a second she thought she heard him wrong. Then he moved back and didn't say anything till she opened her eyes. His eyes that was oozing passion. He slowly shook his head. "No I won't do it right now as what I have planned for you, is more important than this. But I can do one thing... "
Before she could react he grabbed her again and kissed her. Kissed her so hard that she forgot to breathe. After a long kiss when he let her go, her head was still reeling. "Now finish your shower and don't keep me waiting". With that he was gone. Leaving her wet and dry at the same time.
She grabbed the shower knob for support lest she fall down as her legs had gone weak with his talks, his touch and his kiss. When she cooled down she touched her lips which she was sure were swollen by now. "Vidhi Bhabhi was right, when he in love Yash could be... No he is the most romantic man in the world. But Mr. Yash Sindhia, I'll definitely get you for leaving me here in this condition". She promised.
When she came out she saw two dresses lying on the bed. One was the Pink dress that she wore on the first day when they had last come here. The second one was the peach/orange dress that she wore on the beach when he had ran after her and then they had fallen down on the sand and then she had confessed to him that she was in love with him.
She got confused which dress he wanted her to wear? Her eyes fell on a sheet of paper that was lying beneath one of the dress. She read it...
"My Fair Angel when I saw you in the Pink dress, you were looking so Mesmeric that my whole world shifted through its axis. Much as I want to see you in that dress and admire you to my hearts content, I'll wait for it till tomorrow.
Right now I want you to wear the other one and meet me outside. My eyes are eager to see you...
Your Handsome Husband... :) ..."
She read it several time. This was the first time he had written something for her, to her. She went and kept it in her diary...
When she got down he was waiting for her. He too had changed his clothes that had become wet in the shower. He took one glance at her. Didn't spoke anything, except, "Let's go!"
She found his behavior strange. She said she won't go anywhere till she gets her answer. He was shocked. "More questions? How many do you have? What is it that to want to know?"
"First you put two dresses on bed. Then ask me to wear one. When I wear the one you chose, you don't even want to look at me. And why didn't you want me to wear the Pink Dress?"
The look she got from him made her regret her questions for now he was advancing towards her. With each step he kept saying, "I'm not looking at you as I want to take you out and I don't want to be late. I want to see you in Pink dress more than I want to see you in this one. But when you wear the pink one, I want to admire you as much as I want. And then I want to take it off you at my own pace and devour you as each part of you gets exposed to me".
She didn't even realized when he had reached in front of her and had taken her in his arms. She came to her senses when he pinched her stomach as he proceeded to kiss her. She blurted, "Nothing Bauji, I was just checking his eyes".
On an impulse a shocked and startled Yash let her go and turned around only to find that there was no one. She had fooled him. She ran towards the door laughing and showing her thumb at him. He ran after her. But he had to lock the house and she had to wait for him as she no idea where they were going.
She feared that now he won't leave her. To her surprise he took her hand, laced his fingers with hers and started walking. He took her to the beach which was only few blocks away. There wasn't much of a crowd as it was late afternoon of midweek. On top of that chances were very high that it was going to rain.
They spotted two vendors on the beach. First one was selling roasted corncobs. Yash bought one and brought it to her. She was surprised that he remembered when she had wanted to share one with him on their last trip here. They ate it turn by turn. Not saying a word, just gazing into each other's eyes.
Then he bought two green coconuts. He smiled, "One coconut have less water and I'm very thirsty so I bought two". She was disappointed as she thought they'd drink together from the same one. He moved closer, moved forward one coconut. That's when she noticed that it had two straws in it. She was surprised. He said, "There's no way we will drink from them separately. We will share this one first and then we will share the other one. Like I said I'm very thirsty...".
There was something naughty yet passionate in his voice that made her shiver. They drank from the first one together and then from the second one.
She realized he remembers every single moment from that day on the beach. He wanted to re-create that day for her that's why he had asked her to wear the peach dress. That's when she noticed that he was also wearing the same shirt that he wore on that day. Her heart raced to see what he would do next.
To her utter shock, he started running. When he went few steps, he turned and challenged her. "Let's see if you can catch me".
She was up for this challenge. She ran after him. He had slowed down so that she could catch him. When she did, she held his hand, they stopped to catch their breath. He gave her another shock when he suddenly started to shout. "Help... Please help me..." When a small crowd gathered, he said, "Look how this girl has been running after me and stalking and publicly harassing me. I'm a happily married man with three kids. If they find out about it, I don't know how they'll react!".
So this was his plan! He wanted her to pay for how she had gathered the crowd last time. He had played her own prank on her. "He's my husband and I'm his wife". She tried to explain.
"Does she looks like a mother of three kids?" He asked. And challenged her with his eyes asking her what she'll do now? She moved closer to him. Put her hand in his pocket. She ignored when someone from the crowd asked what she was doing! She took out his wallet, opened it and taking out a picture she showed it to the public. "If I'm not his wife and the mother of his kids, then ask him what am I doing in this picture with him and his kids?" She threw back a challenge.
He looked bewildered as she had turned the tables on him. "Ok I admit I was playing a prank. But only to get back to her for a prank that she had played on me". Before the crowd could react, he took her hand. "Darling let's get out of here fast. I had heard on the radio that today a rain storm is approaching and that it's going to rain torrentially today. Much like it had rained on that 26th July, few years back which had flooded the whole Mumbai city!".
He whispered to her to follow his lead. And she did. "Oh yeah! Even I had heard it on the news this morning". To their luck, precisely at that very moment they all heard a loud thunder, followed by a severe lightning. They heard a woman scream, "Kids gather your belongings we are going home".
To their amazement the whole beach was empty within minutes. Even the vendors packed their belongings and fled, for no one wanted to get stuck in a storm.
They looked at each other and burst into a laugh. She was genuinely surprised as she was seeing a new side of him.
He took her to a more secluded and deserted part of the now fully empty beach. Her heart was racing as she waited for his next move. He moved at a little distance from her. Then bending down, he started making/ drawing something on the sand with a stick that he found nearby. She couldn't believe her eyes when he finished.
He had drawn a huge heart around him. He was standing inside it and she was standing outside. He reached out one hand, expecting her to take it. She took it. He kissed it and said. "That day we were standing inside a heart. Like a arrogant and ignorant fool, I walked out of it, leaving you alone inside it. Today I'm standing all alone in here waiting for you to walk in and fill it".
Tears started rolling as she took one step towards it. He stopped her to add further. "After Arpita's death, I had sworn that I won't let anyone enter my heart. After I married you, I was more adamant not to allow you to even come close to it. Today, with my extended and open arms, I waiting for you to enter this empty Heart and occupy it fully and completely".
With a sob she went into his open arms and hugged him as tightly as she could. His tears soaked her back as he hugged her equally tight. After few moments he took her to the center of the heart, "That day on this very beach, you had said that you loved me. But then you said you were kidding. Today I'm not kidding when I say that...". To her shock he then got down on his knees in front of her. "Today I'm not kidding when I say that I love you. That I'm madly, deeply, passionately in love with you. By entering my empty heart you've become the center of my universe. If for some reason, any reason, if you leave my heart, if you leave me, I'll die on the spot".
She got down on her knees and again hugged him. Once again this position was not allowing them to come as close as they both wanted to. Once again he sat on the sand and made her sit on his lap before kissing her hard. Her response was as passionate as his demand.
"Why do you love me so much?" She asked later when she sat cuddled on his lap. "I have so many flaws. I've made so many mistakes. I've hurt you in the worst possible way, yet you love me! Why?"
"Why do you love me?" Instead of answering her, he questioned her. "I'm the most flawed person in the world. People say I'm egotistical, self-centered, and what not. I've also hurt you, accused you, abused and insulted you in front of everyone in the worst possible way, yet you also never stopped loving me! Why?"
She had no answer. He answered for her. "Because we have flaws, it makes us more human. Everyone accepts and loves someone for their goodness. We accepted and fell in love with each other despite knowing each other's flaws. This is what made us to come clean with each other. This is what will make our relationship, our love more strong and more profound".
This time she took him for a searing kiss. Which was broken when his phone started to ring. With a groan he took it out. It was from home. He answered it. It was Vidhi who said that kids wanted to talk with them. Aarti got excited as Yash and Vidhi, both put their phone on speaker. She was still sitting on his lap.
"Mamma- Papa, how are you? We miss you". They said in unison. Their parents replied together. "We love you and miss you too".
"Mumma when are you coming home?" Asked Ansh, not knowing that their parents were in no mood to return home any time soon.
Aarti got the chance to make Yash pay for how he had left her in the shower. "Umm... You see kids your Papa is still angry with me and we all know that when he's angry it takes so many days to pacify him. We can't return home till he is pacified. And he's so angry that he's not even talking with me properly".
"But why is Papa still angry with you?" Asked a disappointed Palak. Aarti shot a challenging look on her husband to see what he says. He was no less. "You see kids, last evening your Mumma insisted that she wanted to Play with Me. All night long, then from this morning till afternoon, she Played with me and she played so hard that I'm exhausted and tired".
Aarti gasped at the hidden meaning behind his words. They heard Palak asking what game they played all night, which turned Aarti's face crimson. While they heard Vidhi laughing as she understood what Yash was talking about.
Payal replied, "Arey buddhu, don't you remember last time Mumma-Papa played the game of Arm-Wrestling? This time also they must've played the same game. Right Papa?"
"You are right Beta. Your Mumma wrestled with me all night long, till this afternoon. She only stopped when I brought her out of the house". After Yash said this, Aarti couldn't stand the heat anymore. She tired to get from his lap. He circled his hand, in which he was holding the phone, around her, making her to stay where she was.
"Who won?" They again asked in unison. Yash looked at his wife's lowered and flushed face. "Of course your strong Mumma won. Each and every game, every time we played it. She is a marvelous wrestler who keeps winning every time. And I won't return home till I won at least one game. Right Aarti?" He asked with such passion that she looked into his eyes and trembled.
Their eyes met. His filled with potent desire. Hers filled with anticipation.
They heard kids asking. "Why have they gone quiet suddenly? Why are they not saying anything?" Vidhi laughed again. "I think your father is preparing for another wrestling match". With this she disconnected the call.
Making Aarti sit on the sand, Yash removed her dupatta. She was too lost to say or react. He spread her dupatta on the sand. Then removed his shirt and spread it over it. He then lifted her shivering body and placed on the spread. Making her lie down, he began removing the rest of his clothes.
She gulped then managed to ask. "What are you doing?"
"What does it looks like? It's times for another match".
She got scared. "We are on a beach. In a public place! Someone, everyone will see us".
He smiled. "Look around, there's no one but us for miles and miles. Why do you think I scared the public away with the threat of a storm?"
She nervously looked from side to side. There indeed was not a single soul in sight. It was just the two of them. Just then they heard a loud thunder. She didn't know if she shivered as she was scared of thunder or if she shivered when she saw the potent, raw desire in her husbands eyes! The result was, she clung to him.
He chuckled. "Looks like even the Gods are in my favor". Then his voice became husky as his desire increased. Putting her back, he covered her. "Now let me show you how much your beauty affects me". As he felt a raindrop on his bare back, he proceeded to shower her with his love.
The beach was still empty by the time they left it, hand in hand. He took her to a restaurant straight from there. She protested that she must be looking like a mess. People will stare. He said she's perfect for him. He doesn't care what people think. They had a nice dinner where they talked about their kids and family. They both avoided talking about their past as they wanted to enjoy their meal.
By the time they reached beach house, they were again soaked in rain. She wanted to go for a bath as she was sure that she had sand in her hair. He didn't allow her to go for bath as they had already drenched in rain couple of times. He didn't want her to catch fever, so he sort of ordered her to shower in the morning.
He let her change in private. When she went to put the dirty and wet clothes in the washer, he stopped her and told her to do in the morning. She was amazed to see so many changes in him in just one night. The man who was so meticulous, asked her to leave the dirty clothes and shower in the morning. He used to be a health freak, today he ate from street vendors, all for her.
He picked her up and took her to bed. He lay beside her and she immediately went into his arms. They talked again. This time they talked about their past lives.
Yash's had been a simple and normal life. Born as second son to Suraj and Gayatri Sindhia, he always wanted to walk in his fathers footsteps. He became a famous event planner. His family met Arpita, liked her and thought she was perfect for Yash. He met her, he too liked her and they got married and the rest was history.
Aarti's life on the other hand was full of struggle. She became an orphan when she lost her parents in an accident. No relatives were ready to take responsibility of a ten year old girl. She ended up in orphanage. Her life there was also filled with hardship. As per rules all kids were sent to school. They made kids work the whole evening till midnight.
She was used to working hard. When she turned 18, she found a job. And joined a good college. She got scholarship which made her education free. She moved to a girls hostel in an year. With her job she had saved enough to pay the hostels rent.
In her senior college she met Prashant and Aman. They became good friends. Prashant fell in love with her. She was still not in love with him. She met his parents and they also immediately fell in love with her. Her being an orphan didn't bother Satyendra and Shobha. Their son was happy, they were happy.
After meeting his parents when he proposed to her, she accepted for she was in love with his family. A family that she had longed for. As soon as they finished their last years exams, they got married. The rest she had told Yash the previous night.
While she was telling about her past, she was trembling. To comfort her, he kept stroking her back. "Now when I think of my life with him, I realize that I was more in love with his parents then with him. Without second thought I agreed to marry him as I needed parents love. I guess you were right when you said that for your mother I went to any extent for I craved for her affection more than I craved for a companion and his love".
He sighed, "I know. I always knew about this that's why I kept quite till Mumbai event. My mother is also not a bad person. All she wanted was my happiness. For that she had stopped thinking rationally. I can't even blame her. After Arpita I had become a zombie who lived only for his kids. Ma had become so possessive and protective of me that she made all those demands. She doesn't hate you and Ansh, she just loves me more. More than any member of our family. Now when she'll see that you've made me the happiest man in the world she will embrace you and will accept you and Ansh with open arms. She will give you the motherly affection that you craved for".
When her tears soaked his kurta, he wiped them. Giving her a gentle kiss, he stroked her back till she fell asleep. Within moments he too was fast asleep. After the emotional stress of last few weeks and physical exertion from last night till they ended up on the beach, they both now slept peacefully till next morning.
She woke up first. He was still sleeping peacefully. Without disturbing him, she went for her bath. While standing under the shower, she raked her hand through her hair and she felt sand in them. She got irritated as it'll take several wash to remove all the dirt from her hair. But then how can she forget the whole time when they were on the beach. He had laughed with her, played with her, had fun with her.
Then had proposed to her in such a romantic way that a girl could only dream of. And then he had made love to her on that sand, under the rain. He was the most passionate lover at that time. She closed her eyes thinking about the ways he had touched her and kissed her.
"Thinking about me?" She heard his voice and opened her eyes. He was standing there, this time he didn't had anything on. She scanned him from top to bottom and then gulped and then said, "I thought you'd never come".
"How could I not come after the images of you from yesterday's shower are still fresh in my mind?". He said now standing in front of her, under the shower. Now he too was as wet as her.
"If you leave me like yesterday then i promise that you'll see the worst of me!" She warned.
He raised his eyebrows. "Ah! I see that my JKR is no longer shy or afraid!"
"I have waited for you for so long that now I don't want to feel shy or afraid anymore. All I want to feel is you and your love". Her voice was shaky.
He kissed her eyes and tasted her tears. "I too have waited and longed for you since that Sinful Night here. You have made me so hungry and thirsty for you that now I can barely keep my hands off you. The more I have you, the more it makes me hungry and thirsty. It's time for my breakfast now". And he indulged his early morning treat.
In the next several days, they indulged each other not just in every corner of the bathroom but almost every corner of that beach house. They were only apart whenever Bhawri came for daily chores or when they had to go out to meet Aman or when he visited them.
Aman saw the changes not just in Yash but in Aarti also. One day he couldn't stop himself from saying, "Aarti I've never seen you this much in love. Not even when you were married to Prashant".
"That's because this time I found true love. I think I was never in love with Prashant but by the image of him that I had created in my mind. This time I'm in love with a real person and not an imaginary one. Till he met Nida, Prashant too was a good person. A loving and caring son and husband. I still don't understand how and when he changed, that too to this extent that those who loved him, now they can't even stand him".
"It's called twists of fate". Explained Yash. "Fate can make a sane person insane in no amount of time. Like I had become after our last Mumbai trip". His voice was filled with guilt.
Aman spoke before Aarti could open her mouth. "It's true that you had gone insane. But when you realized your mistakes you not just apologized for them but now you've made Aarti one of the happiest woman in the world".
"And she's made me the happiest man". Yash said with pride. Aman sighed, "I wish someday I also experience this kind of love".
"You will my friend you will. Till then why don't we have another round of table tennis?" And Yash once again beat Aman at the match...
One day Yash remembered one more thing that she wanted to do in their last Mumbai trip. He decided to fulfill that wish also of hers. When she was busy with chatting with Vidhi and Paridhi on the phone, he made few phone calls.
Next evening the doorbell rang. She wondered who could it be as Bhawari came only once a day and she had left after finishing her chores. She opened the door, a man was standing with lots of bags in hands, which he handed to her. Yash nodded at him and he left.
A curious Aarti opened the bags and was shocked. They contained western outfits for her. She looked at Yash, he answered that he made few calls the previous day. She got busy checking the outfits, wondering why he ordered them, when he came and hugged her from behind. "Last time you wanted to go to a Discotheque with me, I didn't took you. Tonight I'll take you there".
"But how do you know if they'll fit me? You don't know my size".
"Honey after last few days with me you think that I don't know your size, then shame on me. I now know size of your everything". He whispered. Before she could blush he pushed her lightly. "Now go and put on one of these, I'm eager to see you in them".
She went and put on a black sleeveless dress. And red stilettos. The dress was short, which barely reached her knees and had a slight plunging neckline. When she came out, he too had changed in a casual jeans and t-shirt. He caught his breath at the mesmerizing sight of her. Then he shook his head. "Oh no! There's no way I'm taking you out in that". She was about to protest when he said, "I don't want all those drunk guys ogling at my wife. Go and put something else".
As she turned to change, he came and swirled her till she landed in his arms, "But before that... ". And he kissed her, he kissed her so hard that instead of going to the discotheque they stayed at the beach house doing dance of different kind.
Next evening she wore jeans and another sleeveless top. Her outfit was so tightly hugging her figure that they ended up staying at home that night also.
Third evening she wore a long loose skirt and a full sleeve top. They finally reached the discotheque. The place was so crowded that they had to dance at a very close proximity. Which had different affect on them. After just one song, he took her arm and guided her out. She didn't protest or got angry. Just quietly followed him.
The ride in the car, back home was full of silence. When they entered the house, no sooner than he locked the door, he grabbed her and kissed her hard and ripped her top. While she ripped his shirt. Other clothes followed and a little while later they ended up on the couch. From there they then moved to the bedroom.
She lay sated in his arms, while he was trying to catch his breath. "I couldn't even get to dance on to second song". She complained.
"Sweetheart if you keep on wearing those outfits, I don't think I'll ever be able to fulfill your this dream of going to a Disco".
She hit him on his chest. "You are the one who ordered them and now you are blaming me".
"It's all your fault that so look so seductive in those dresses that I can't keep my hands off you".
"If that's the effect of those dresses, I wonder what will happen when I wear that Pink Dress". She said innocently.
He turned and pinned her down beneath him. "If you love that dress than don't ever wear it when we are alone. Cause I don't want you to blame me when I rip it apart".
She gulped at his potent threat, then got excited also. Once again she asked innocently, "And what about discotheque? I wanted to dance".
"I can make you dance a different kind of dance". He winked with a naughty smirk and then proceeded to show her what kind of a dance he was talking about.
This is how they spend two weeks in Mumbai before returning to Bhopal. Every time kids asked when they were returning, they made the same excuse of wrestling match...
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