Please tell me how it's. I am taking it from where Preeto puts pressure on Soumya to ask Harman for marriage. But I will take it my own way and so it will have no resemblance with the show. The story will take its own course. Tell me how you like it. If you want to suggest anything please do. :)
Chapter 2
The moon had sunken beneath the clouds, Harman looked towards the sky through the window and gazed down at her; his eyes taking in her face and holding it like it's a marble of sand that would slip away from his hands any moment if he pressed enough force. Soumya's eyes reached up to meet his and they both stared at eachother transfixed. The night stood still. Time stopped. The word seemed to have paused to watch them in eachother's arm. Their love was epic and so was their unique bonding that had crossed all boundaries of rules and norms. Their was nothing in the entire universe that could separate them. The touch of God's hand was itself upon their heads.
The light from the night bulb shined through the starry night and Soumya felt a light cold breeze pass by her as Harman's soft feathery lips touched her own. They melted softly savouring the sweet taste of love in its eternal form-- the most purest of all the world had ever seen. Their love was a veil of beauty that trespassed any and everything. It knew no bounds nor it cared for what the world would think for it was STRONG and drastic; gentle and fiery at once. Harman's love and longing was a storm that would blow every hindrance away with it. No people nor the society will able to prevent the swirling of that wind. It was a hurricane and Soumya was winding into it with great ferocity and passion, her whole being was being taken away by that one gentle touch of Harman, his lips took over what little resistance was left in her. Slowly she felt melting in that bliss and her hands loosened as Harman held her body in his strong arms and led her towards the decorated four poster bed.
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(Scene change)
Preeto begins to walk in the room in worry and trepidation. She wants to make Harman marry at any cost and she wouldn't leave any stone unturned for it to happen. If for that she has to drive Soumya to the last bend of the string she will. But she will not accept defeat. Not at any cost. And in all this Survi is her pawn and she will use that very well. Preeto grins to herself and tells in her own mind that there's nothing to worry, she has played her cards well so things will progress as she had wished.
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Harman gently puts Soumya on bed and sits beside her, his hand sliding beside her arm as he places a kiss with extreme tenderness on her forehead. His eyes boring with tremendous passion, they reflect Soumya's enticing face in their hazel orbs as they melt looking at her. They don't speak to eachother, they only stare at one another as Harman pulls his hand and place them on her face with tenderness. His fingers trace the line on her cheeks and down her collarbone as Soumya gasps in between the feeling of ecstacy and happiness. She feels the heaven in those eyes looking at her, they remind her of the faith, affection and belief she had witnessed in her mother and the everlasting love that she misses dearly. But now when she was near to him; his warm breath so close that she feels a strange sense of relief and security and also a wild pounding in her heart. She has to perform what Preeto asked her to and although her heart is not set in it she can't ignore or avoid her mother in law; no matter how worst it hurts her she has to convince Harman to marry but in her heart she doesn't want it to happen. And worst of all it's her sister whom Preeto is suggesting Harman to marry, something she doesn't have the nerve to witness. She cannot share Harman with anyone, her sister never the least. She cannot divide his love and she knows Harman will never accept anyone in his life either. But she has to find a way, someway that they could live together. Soumya closes her eyes and wishes God had made her complete. She wishes ardently that 'Matarani' does something as miracle so she could live this life with Harman. She doesn't want to part with him and him marrying Survi will part them forever. Teardrops fall down her cheek as Soumya half open her eyes only to feel Harman's finger wiping away the tears. She feels him kiss under her eyes and the trail of kisses begin to linger as he moves his lips under her chin and to her ear. His touch leaving her smitten and loved and wanted in a way she had never felt before. "Never you cry. I won't allow that. As long as I'm alive I won't let tears come to you." Harman smiled. Soumya felt her eyes sting, her heart throbbed and she knew it was a heartbeat that beats for both of them. She too smiled. She knew tomorrow was going to be harder but when with Harman she didn't want to think about other things. She only wanted to feel him and only him. The rest of the world could rest for tonight, it was a night that belonged to Harman and Soumya only and nothing else. Soumya closed her eyes. She felt his hands caressing her hand and slowly he was spreading the touch of fire in her skin; and all through her body that fire burned like a witness of their pure and selfless love. They were not United and can never be yet they're UNITED in a way that no one can imagine. No one can or ever be able to break the bond they shared. They were INSEPERABLE.
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Survi paces down the corridor of their small house and mumbles to herself. She fails to understand what's going on but she knows for sure that something sure is and that she can't let it ruin her Di's happiness. Although not far ago she had seen her Di acting infront jeeju weirdly. That time Soumya disclosed it was for Harman's benefit but now she wonders if there's any benefit in it at all. Jeeju has loved her Di like no man would and she being her younger sister could not support her Di in something that would bring her more sadness than anything. Whatever might be the consequences she had to make Soumya understand how wrong she is in following Preeto's demand. She has to teach her Di to fight for herself. Mom would have also want that. Survi thinks of something and her face lights up. At last she has found a plan!
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"I love you-- I know I have told you that before...but I haven't told you that in a proper way! The chaos at home didn't let me but now I'm going to tell you how much I do!" Harman stopped midway and looked at Soumya, his eyes a pool of gurgantuan emotion. The excitement of being with Soumya was overtaking his mind. Harman wandered with his hands, his fingers tracing her whittish skin to feel the softness and carve it in his memory forever. His lips lightly touch as his eyes catch the irresistibly silken skin along the nape of her neck and he watch it redden under his passionate gaze. When he looked upward he found Soumya's eyes closed, she was taking long deep breaths, the soft soothing heave of her heartbeat could be felt through the silken fabric she wore. "Soumya. . . " he called her name like a dragged whisper; his voice hoarse and deep, she answered with a short "Hmmm...".
"Do you mind...?" Harman left the word unfinished, he knew how painful her incompleteness made her feel and what insecurity had set in her heart, hence he didn't want to hurt her feelings in anyway, if that meant staying away from touching her he was ready to do that.
But Soumya knew Harman was a man whose touch could never hurt her dignity rather it would lease her a new life with renewed hopes. He was the one who inspite of her physical ineptness made her complete. In his presence she was always COMPLETE. Soumya opened her eyes to look at her husband and her face blushed red, her shy eyes gazed down when all she did was merely nod her head as a sign for him to not stop.
Harman touched the neckline of her silk blouse and he felt her shiver under his touch. His touch intensified accompanied by the longing he had underneath. His hands slid down to her waist, he didn't want to make her feel anything else than a woman, and besides his want wasn't an act, it was in fact an honest outcome of his emotions and passion for her and there was no longer any need he felt anymore to hide them. Soumya should know what she meant to him. Harman pulled her face closer with his one hand while he was about to lean his face when there came a loud bang at the door. Someone was maddeningly knocking at their bedroom door. Harman abruptly left her and leapt out of the bed while Soumya at first bewildered at what had just happened then she hastily righted her saree around her, covering herself modestly.
When Harman opened the door he found Preeto standing there, her eyes sharp and penetrating.
With her hawk like gaze she was scrutinising the room and once they found Soumya they settled over her. "What's it Preeto?"
At the question Preeto's eyes darted back to her son and her overpowering look didn't miss the dishevelled shirt and his messy hair. So much acute was that gaze that even Harman felt unease and he had to avert away his eyes from her mother's face and gaze elsewhere.
To be continued.
Edited by Paint.It.BlacK. - 8 years ago
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