Following the announcement of Gopi's pregnancy and Ahem's shocked and paralysed state, I have written an OS on the conversation between Ahem and Gopi.
OS: Loving her
How can Gopi be pregnant? When and where did this happen?
Ahem was restless the entire day at the office. His mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Gopi and with the revelation. He dug deep in his mind. He had to talk to Gopi.
After dinner he had to report back to kaka about a new client. As the project was a tricky one, their discussion went on longer than expected. It was late when he entered their bedroom. At that time Gopi just came out of the bathroom and was walking towards her side of the bed. As she put up her pallu, he closed and locked their door, and briskly walked towards her like a man on a mission.
"Gopi, tell me what happened on Holi afternoon? Only you know what happened? You were with me? Please Gopi?" pleaded Ahem.
He knew he had to get to the bottom of this as this was the missing piece in his puzzle. He also knew he had to be firm in his voice but gentle in his tone. He watched her this morning looking on at him with fear in her eyes like he used to see before. He simply did not want this to reappear and create distance between them anymore.
Ahem has come to love his Gopi. He has even planned and attempted to tell her but the words did not come to him. He was disappointed to not have built enough courage to let her know what he has been feeling for a long time.
He eagerly looked on at his Gopi, wide-eyed with pools of tears building up, and avoiding his eye contact with him at any cost.
Ahem stood his ground and patiently waited. If it took all night so it will be, he thought.
"Ji ... woh ... matlab ... mein," stuttered Gopi in a broken voice.
"I remembered you gave me a ladoo to eat, Gopi," prompted Ahem in a soft voice, easing her into his conversation.
"Ji ... your friend gave you another ladoo to eat which you did. Later I saw you dancing with Dhaval bhai and devarji," Gopi responded gradually losing her fear as she spoke.
She continued will a bit of eagerness in her voice and looked at him, "...then devarji took a photograph of the family and one with just us."
Ahem lifted the photo frame from the side table and looked at it, rubbing his right hand fingers on their faces of the photo and asked her, "... was it this one?"
"Ji," Gopi smiled as she watched on as Ahem fondly caressed their faces on the photo, she continued, "... then you wanted to eat something and we went into the house."
Gopi lowered her eyes, bit her lip and hesitantly muttered, "Ahemji, you wanted to tell me something. You came up to me many times."
Ahem put the photo frame and softened his look. He knew this is when things turned. He prompted her where she left off.
"At the mandir I wished you Happy Holi and coloured you," he said this while his hands re-enacted his words.
"Ji Ahemji," Gopi replied blushing and reciprocated the action to his cheek, "...and I wished you too."
"Did I throw colours at you?" Ahem enquired.
"I had to run away from you because you were throwing colours at me, Ahemji. I ran upstairs to the room but you kept on following me," Gopi replied with excitement in her voice but suddenly stopped and turned around wondering how to tell the rest of the story. She pretended to busy herself with setting up the beddings.
Ahem sensed something in Gopi and to stop her from fidgeting he sat on the side of the bed. He held her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap, which she did. He loved looking at her blushing in pink and avoiding looking at him. This was his Gopi. This is what he loved of her, her innocence, sincerity and her unconditional love for him. How can her kanaji create a being just for me?
Ahem felt so blessed and very lucky. He took a deep breath and ran both his hands up her arms and held her shoulders. He looked on at her and held his breath in, only to release it asking her, "What happened next?"
Gopi was blushing deeper but built up her courage and looked up at her Ahemji in the eye and answered, "Ahemji, we fell onto the bed."
Ahem was swift in his movement. He grabbed hold of Gopi, lifted her onto the bed and lay on top of her with his hands holding hers on either side then daringly asked, "Like this?"
Gopi felt she was swept off her feet and felt her Ahemji come over her. She looked on at him taking in his deep chocolate brown eyes and settled down to looking at his soft firm lips.
Ahem loved every bit of his discovery with her. He looked on her face, her smooth cheeks and her plump pink lips. He moved his left hand up her arm, her shoulder and her neck caressing her, teasing her along the way. When he reached her cheek, he drew circles.
Gopi's senses stirred. She quickening her breathing, kept looking on at her Ahemji and quietly replied, "Ji."
Teasing her further, he kissed her on her forehead, looked on at her and softened his voice asking her, "Like this?"
Breathlessly Gopi answered, "Ji."
Ahem continued to kiss Gopi on her eyes and cheeks, one at a time and teased her with his question. Each time he got the same reply. He kept on looking at her when he asked her and her at him when she responded.
Thereafter he stopped and looked at her lips then deeply into her eyes as she looked on the same at him, he told her, "We made love that afternoon, here on our bed."
Gopi murmured, "Ji."
"Gopi, I love you," whispered Ahem in a husky voice before capturing her swollen lips and kissing her passionately.