"All I need is... you"
He pulled her gently, laying on the pillow, she fought and he fought and they both fought
He was obviously stronger, her kaftan riding up her thighs, he slid his cold "outside" hand slide between her legs and rubbed in her soft warm skin
She kicked and arched pulling her legs apart
He kicked her foot back drawing them closer
They necked and breathed on each other angrily and necked, unwilling to be the one that kissed first, pausing on the lips many times with audible groans
"Sick bas***d" she cursed with a sob,
"U are not even drunk" she sobbed on his throat
"Lying's surely not only your USP?" he mocked
She lay back down wearily
He gently gathered her up
"U hated it didnt you?" she asked
"I dont want to talk about it right now" he said angrily, he was half laying on her
"U have no idea what anticipation means, my parents wait for this day the whole year" she acused
"I said I DONT want to talk about it"
"SUBAH se tumhara shaqal chara hua hai, BE MATLAB, Iyer food or Iyer customs are not new to you" she said bitterly
they stared at each other angrily, "U were FINE until u took that bath" she realized
He pulled away
"Did someone say anything to you?" she asked censuringly
"it was that idiot" he wanted to say...
they heard footsteps... he pulled the sheets over her legs, she swung her legs off the sun room bed, fixing the hooks on her kaftan
He was fully shaven today, he looked good enough to eat
He laid back down, as she got off the bed
She went to the open door
Mahavir stood 10 feet away from the open door looking the other way
"Bhabhiji woh balony mein light lagaani hai" he muttered
She smiled and pulled her hair back, "Sir shaayad soyenge" she told him
she went down to fix dinner, subzis were made dal was ready, salad was chopped, she craved for Punjabi
khana, she opened the lid on a crystal bowl, the most delicious paneer floated in a cashew gravy, Nivi kicked as the aroma reached her
"amma's favorite... the only thing Amma loves in this house now" II quivered
She stood inhaling and felt Nivi kick a few more times
SHE WAS TAKING A NAP?
SIGH!!!!
SO CUTE
I AM HUNGRY TOO KANNA
I AM GOING TO EAT NOW
She started making phulkas
Mahavir came down panicking
"Kya hua?" she asked with atta hands
"sir ko chot aa gayi"
She burnt a roti, left it singing as she took the back stairway up
She tried not to run
And began to cry
WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING?
Ranjan bumped into her in the 1st floor lounge, "arey" he held her
"Hes hurt Dad" she cried, confused
Ranjan sprinted up
R&B stood rinsing his right hand at the master bathroom sink, two help and one electrician stood by him
"what happened" II shrieked
He looked at her through the mirror and turned, startled
"what???" he asked confused
The electrician and house helpers stepped back
There was a loong gash along the side of his pinkie atleast 3 inches long
Ranjan dialed on his phone "Dr Baig?" he barked
"I am fine" R&B hissed
Ii watched blood flow into the sink, Mahavir went down , and then ran back up half way through opened the 2nd floor living room frig and pulled a tray of ice out bagged it
"Dad its not stopping" II cried
"Its a gash" R&B begged
"WHAT WERE U DOING?' II shrieked
"Woh neeche se aadmi ne ladi waali taar phenki, uske dono kaarigar hhote hain, sir hain lambe, unhoney pakdi,
usne kaha, kheecho, sir seedhi mein chadhe aur ceiling tak kheechi light ki ladi ko seedhi hili, aur unhoney pakda aur haath screw driver se kat gaya
"U were teetering on a ladder on the 2nd floor balcony?" II asked horrfied
Nivi kicked frantically sensing danger
"I wasnt working on a stunt II, I reached out and pulled so he could estimate the length of the wire, the ladder tipped" he said inredulously
"If it tipped you over?" II asked clamping a hand on her mouth
Ranjan leaned on the wall and looked at his son, his face losing all color... "rabba" he sobbed
the visual of his fallen wife at Hong Kong suddenly flooding his memory, R&B lowered his gaze as he recollected that fateful day
ranjan's eyes met R&B's through the mirror
Their worst enemy wasnt each other... it was their memory
Memory of losing Savvy
the bleeding wouldnt stop
"Can we go to the urgent care near Ashok Hotel?" II begged
There was a US style Urgent care near Santushti catering to the posh South Delhi crowd
He pulled his wife closer "Listen to me" he ordered
The blooded oozed down his elbow runing his old softened BR tee... splat a big red drop fell on the marbled bath floor
"Bachpan se... bachpan, ISKO EK MINAT AKELA nahi chhod sakte... khatarnaak hai ek dum" Ranjan lamented paing the
massive bathroom, peering curiously at II's lil post it "border"
"I am fine" he said
"Paani laayenge please?" II asked mahavir pressing the ice down on him,
Dr Baig's new assistant doc arrived in 10 minutes, sewed the dude's hand up with 4 stitches
Ranjan stood quietly in a corner, II couldnt watch, he tried to flirt with his left hand as the Doc and nurse dressed his hand, she smacked him hard
The Doc tried not to chuckle
"Atleast he knows what he wants" the Doc joked
"Not funny" II declared
Mahavir took the do & assistant downstairs for dinner
Ranjan walked over as R&B rested on his fave living room sofa
"Tujhe rab da vaasta, rehem karin bache" he pleaded with his son, hands folded,
expressing how much he needed his son... the estranged indifferent, aloof detahed son
Unable to conceal his affection and love, and need
Letting it out in the moment of weakness... he realized R&B didnt care for such displays usually, more so
in the last 5 years, he had a strong aversion to any such looks or words from Ranjan
R&b let his feet swing off the sofa and sat up politely
"I am fine" he reassured calmly
"Ay kee kar ditha puttarjee??" Ranjan was horrified
"Its only a gash" R&B explained softly
"Seedhi khisak jaati to?" he asked, terrified... shaking his head repeatedly... shaking the thought off his mind
"I am sorry" R&B said spontaneously, if he hadnt been drugged up and if
he werent married and if he were his cynical self from Nov 2014 he would have never apologized
"Why? Are u reminded of the way u killed my Ma?" he would have asked
He now said "Sorry" instead...
"Rab di shuqar manaan chaida" "rab di shuqar" Ranjan mumbled like a mad man
And sat aross from his son, and continued to mumble
R&B looked for his wife, she was nowhere to be seen she was leaning up the bathroom,
she brought him a clean tee, he pretended to be hurting she helped him take his bloodied one off and put the new one on him, as Ranjan texted, not trying to look
"RAKSHASANEY" Ii cursed in R&B's ear as she pulled the new one down his head
she drew the curtains... the workers were done, the house was lit up... the living room was bright even without the wall lights
"Dad dinner?" she asked
"Bhook nahi mainnu" he shook his head
"U need to fix him a drink" R&B joked
Ranjan looked at his son and smiled... amused... as he sniffled
II brought dinner for her FIL and dinner for husband
Ranjan took it down to eat with the Doc & assistant
II scooped some dal and took it to his lips
He opened his mouth and half smiled, as she shoved the spoon not so romantically
"Dont push it, I might just slice the other hand off" she cursed passionately, "Mouth is all u got then" she whispered, giving him a finger kangi
He pushed her down as the spoon clattered to the floor...
"Mouth's all I need" he whispered, devouring hers
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