My heart is singing, despite the sadness that threatens to drown me.
Gloom- Yes there is a shadow I feel around me- That of a friend's loss; a sister's misery...
Yet, he surrounds me with happiness.
The cheek! How he pulled me into an embrace and demanded that kiss- That too in broad daylight! Outside our house! He left me tingling all over. There is a happy blush advancing through me. What a blessed feeling to surrender to!
I get to the kitchen. My Nawaab Saab has left a request for his favourite dessert.
Excitement fills me as I go back to the morning before. I mean, the day before.
I was out fresh from my bath. My Nawaab Saab was fast asleep as usual...Shirtless...He looked like a little boy lost in peaceful slumber. I rolled the curtains, watched the beautiful sunshine bathe him. I had half a mind to leave him alone. A bigger part wanted him up and about...around me...I suppose.
He refused to budge. I climbed on to the bed, ready to bug him. My lazy husband! How he hated getting up in the morning!
He surprised me. He was already up...Anticipating me, under the duvet.
He pulled me on to him...Frankly, I was at a loss there.
This is not the first time I am falling on him, or seeing him naked ..
But this was different. This feeling of being crushed against him in all his nude glory...Feeling his hands on my bare back...Reaching my dori...
He was not hiding his desire..nor his determination. He had every right, even if I was not sure if I was ready...From where would I find the strength to deny him! The wave of emotions unsettled me...enough to shake me off the hesitancy.
I moved off...He followed me..
Ya Allah! This man! Persistent in his demands...The naughty glint in his eyes brought back the equality in our relationship. If he could demand, I could resist too...Until the right time came.
He moved in for a kiss- the kiss he stole from me just few minutes back- the one I had denied the day before... knowing where it'd lead. I got off the bed when I just could. He held me back and read me aloud. Read us, actually. He was the one to rush when it came to us...I was the slow one. How true. I had a whole lifetime to spend with this sweet, cuddly Peter Pan. Why wouldn't I take it slow! Savouring every little kiss...every sweet conversation... I was reminded of the Golu Molu Aahils and Sanams he wanted, and chuckled. How blessed I was to have him.
I am just going to make the best ever Apple Custard for him today...and tomorrow...and the day after...and the day after that...
PS:
Hmm...I am a bit miffed at the pace of the show. I wanted a break of at least a week before Gul took us through the leap😡. Instead, we had hardly 10 minutes of Saahil heaven.😲 😭Nevertheless, wanted to take some time to cherish the sweet moments...before the painful separation.
Our lips were parched dry- we were offered a drop. Hardly enough to sustain us till the next Rest Stop! This is called torture, Gul! Inhuman You!
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