Tit for Tat!
Ishita felt him grab her arm from behind her and yank her into the hallway, leaving the party, heading to the back of the bungalow towards the store room, moving with angry force without a word and paying no attention to what she was saying
-What are you doing? Leave me!! Raavan Kumar Bhalla you have no damn right to...
The door to the unoccupied room creaked loudly when he opened it. Moonlight flooded the room.
He whipped her body around to face him as he shoved her against the wall. His gaze was fierce and his body shook from frustration.
Ishita felt herself grow breathless. She had never seen him this angry before. Looking back on it now, she may have pushed him too far this time. He looked crazy. Their eyes met and Ishita's mind went to what happened in his...uh...their room two days ago.
Well I went to talk to him, to ask him to stop what he was doing. I was not entertained by his stupid antics and he better changes his mind and gets that Sheela ki jawaani out of our house.
But Mr Belly Button of the world just "discarded" me unceremoniously and started talking about my pea size brain and how I am always looking for excuses to come near him and touch him when HE IS NOT INTERESTED in me!
Hadd hain!
I am used to his kharoossness...But this time I got really angry.
Well nobody behaves like this with Ishita Iyer ...ermmm... Ishita Raman Bhalla.
I am HIS WIFE and it was time Mr Raavan Kumar better accepts some facts.
If he is hot, I can be hotter.
If he can flirt with that Maths Teacher, I can get any man to swoon around me.
After all hadn't he baptized me Silk Smita? Time to prove him what I can do!!
And... I had a plan which would be executed... on Mihika's birthday party.
Raman took a step towards her and placed his hands on either side of her head on the wall. Ishita flinched slightly. He leaned in closer and stared at her with an intensity that struck to her core. At this moment she knew her plan may have been a bad idea.
His breath was labored like a bull ready for battle, blowing Ishita's hair. His eyes were like daggers.
He did not blink.
He did move.
He just stood over her and stared at her, almost daring her to turn away from him.
- I...I think you may have misunderstood what...
Ishita's words died in her throat when his hands balled into fists on either side of her head.
She was uncomfortable. She was...intimidated because... the way he was looking at her was so... unlike him. If he would just yell at her and get it over with...like he always does...
Yes, me, Jhansi Ki Rani, is getting intimidated!! But I will never let him know this!!
If he has a sharp nose then mine too is as sharp as his if not sharper!!
What does this man think of himself? He cannot take me for granted.
I am a "karela" when I wear green, a tomato when I wear red, too fat to his taste, he forces me to dance with him to teach his ex a lesson and then says he doesn't care for me but ...tries to make me jealous.
First with that imaginary Sonali Kortnis
N now with this real Sheila kejwaani.
Enough!
If he cares not why do I catch him look at me with care? Why stealing glances at me and look at me with open mouth?
Bloody Lusty Punjabi!!
Why brush my hair lovingly thinking that I am asleep?
Well I was not born yesterday.
I know when a man cares!
And I also know that this man is a bloody empty drum and he won't do anything till he does not have his back up against the wall.
N I did just that!!
So I danced with Mihika's colleague, another Madrassi as per Mr Bhalla's appellation. Well Chandrakant was a nice boy and was quite fond of me and when he saw me at the party, he was more than happy to dance on "Lungi dance" with me! And I used that opportunity to the maximum and gosh Raman Bhalla's face when we were doing that signature step together laughing hysterically!!
Green was the colour and his flared nose looked like they will spill fire anytime.
Who is he to tell me who I am to accept a dance from?
He never offered himself.
He was rather sulking in the hall coz as usual we had an argument before reaching the venue. His "neem chada" tongue was at its best, taunting my figure and dress. And he even told me not to count on him to stay around me looking like a cabbage in my green chiffon saree and to look for a partner to entertain me.
And now he has the gut to become cross with me for listening to him.
- Are you going to say something?
Ishita asked. He didn't move.
Searching his gaze, keeping up her Jhansi avatar on the surface while she felt like a "bhiggi billi" inside, she continued:
- I will not allow you to treat me in this manner, what was that? Dragging me of the hall like...?
Raman leaned in closer to her face. Ishita gulped and her mouth shut by itself when he said with a deep voice
- Oh no?
- No!! Ishita said narrowing her eyes at him.
- I think you will allow me to do what I please with you. Remember I am YOUR. HUSBAND.
He glanced down at her lips.
His body moved nearer to her. She could not push herself against the wall any further. The tense anger coming off of him was paralyzing. She needed to look away. His gaze burned into her, through her and left her fighting for a steady breath.
Raman slid his hands up the wall and rested on his elbows at her head. With the rise of her breath, her chest grazed against his. He leaned a little closer.
- So you like to flirt??
Ishita gasped. The gut of this man!!
- How dare u..
But before she could utter another word, he started:
- Why are you looking horrified?? That is what you were doing with that ridiculous friend of yours. YOU. WERE . FLIRTING.
Raman watched her eyes closely.
- No I was not!! Ishita shouted.
- You were and you knew perfectly well what you were doing! He roared at her.
Her lips parted at what he said.
- You knew I was watching you. You knew how I would react to it but I suppose that's what you wanted. You were enjoying this game han?
Ishita stuttered: I know no..nothing.
She remained silent.
What the hell is going on? I was the one who wanted answers and here he is cornering me and demanding explanations. This is the limit!! My plan has backfired and I am in front of him acutely embarrassed.
They were now almost nose to nose. He saw her tense at his closeness, but more than that he felt her quiver from his words to her. He had never been so near to her. He knew he had to stop right there because this game was getting dangerous and he was doing exactly what he promised himself he would not do...get physically and emotionally attached to her and ends hurting himself by having his mending heart in danger again.
Of course Ishita was not Shagun but after one experiences what he had, trusting someone else and giving that person your heart is not easy. He knew that the equation was changing between them. He has started developing more than respect for her. He was falling for her. His heart has started flip-flopping when close to her. He was scared to let go, to go again in these tempting waters...He also knows why she was flirting today. Tit for tat!! Stupid Jhansi Ki Rani!!
He also knew that she was developing feelings for him. The way she looks at him and she is even jealous when he teases her about other women.
He only knows that his taunts and acidic words are just a way to cool both of them.
He sighed which made Ishita gazed back at him. She saw fury replaced by hurt and sadness. Or was it confusion? Dilemma? What has she done?
Taking her courage in both her hands, she said softly:
- I'm sorry. Please forgive me...
Does this woman have any idea what she does to him when she looks at him with those big saucer eyes and loving face?
Raman leaned in and kissed her without another thought. He felt her slid her hands along his chest and wrapped them around his neck.
He didn't move. His hands remained on the wall behind her. He knew if they came off the wall they would explore every inch of her. It was insurance that it would not go any further than the kiss. He heard her let out a little whimper of his name. It was not the first time he heard her call him by his name but this time it undone him completely!!
He felt his right arm leave the safety of the wall behind her and find its way to her waist. Within moments it found its way up her bare back into her thick hair. Tilting her head to the side, gazing at her briefly, he deepened the kiss.
He felt Ishita's hands running down the sides of his ribs to his waist. The grunt of a moan that came out of him did not sound like him.
Her touch!! His body burned for it... called for it and was getting to the point of demanding it...her.
God she was... They better stopped now before it was too late...
- Ishita!!
She stopped him by putting her index on his lips. She reached forward to where his shirt was unbuttoned and put her hands on his chest. Her hands were trembling. He took her hands in his and gazed into her eyes to ask her permission, without voicing it out.
He was burning for her. He could no longer hide it from her and he was not going to stop himself from trying. She deserved to be shown what he felt for her.
He kissed her passionately. Ishita suddenly felt dizzy. She felt it in his kiss. Ishita understood at that moment why he was always running away from her, why he was always taunting her...He loved her, she knew it now.
When he ended the kiss, she was a sight that he would never forget in his whole lifetime. Her eyes were closed, her face was flushed and her lips swollen and she looked...ethereal. With a voice loaded with emotions, Raman called her
- Ishita?
- Mmm
She finally opened her eyes and gazed in his expressive eyes. He kissed her softly. Ishita wrapped her arms around his waist and locked eyes with him and saw something she had longed to see.
Raman whispered softly - Ishita, I lo...
She closed her eyes... Finally the three most powerful words in the world from the mouth of the horse, uhmmm, the man himself...Ishita holds your breath and heart...
They suddenly heard some noise. Some footsteps...
- Where are these two? Akka, Jeeju...
Raman grabbed Ishita's hand and whispered:
- I am in a very embarrassing position Ishita. Lets go before this knuckle head Mihir and that explosive Mihika see us.
- But you were telling me something...
A sulking Ishita had no choice but to follow Raman.
Grrr!!😳😆
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