This piece, though related to today's episode and the precap, but it's my version of things, I hope that you'd like it.
[NOTE: Not Proof-read, oblige errors if any.]
Beguiled
OS
It was only 10:45 PM, when it all happened; the elder Mr. and Mrs. Bhalla walked in on the newly romancing junior Mr. and Mrs. Bhalla, catching them in a very compromising situation that was not at all wrong, elder Mrs. Bhalla couldn't control her excitement and burst out in giggles before she could give it a thought, and brutally murdered the rarest of rare opportunity to actually do the sinful.
Ishita extremely embarrassed literally ran away into her room leaving behind dazed and totally turned on Raman on the scene to explain themselves infront of the elder, however, fighting abstinence for almost six years successfully now fumbling man, who was on the verge to give up tonight, looked up, equally embarrassed and uncomfortable facing his parents, explained how mentally ill was Ishita and even complained them to have tied him to her.
As for Ishita, when she saw Raman in bad mood all through the cocktail party of, felt a surge of guilt overpowering her, she knew he came there with her was the biggest thing any husband do for his wife, after all who goes to their ex's engagement party? He did all this only because she asked him to, and she couldn't even respect by keeping his one wish that he so lovingly asked her.
Yes when Raman asked her to wear that dress, she was dazed and was uncomfortable at mere thought about wearing it, she was not such type to wear it infront of so many, she hadn't worn it even infront of her Appa, than how? But that was only thing he asked, he wished.
She could read disappointment on his face for her, she tried to, however prove her point by claiming about how many people appreciated, but that was not that affected her, but one disapproving look of her husband did. His disappointment did, she couldn't stand on this expectation and it was his first one at that, when she knew fully that this wish of his, this expectation of his for her was infact for him, she felt disappointment at herself for disappointing him.
She wanted to cheer him up and prove that he was special, that only he had right to see her at her most vulnerable, at her most happy and foul and at her most sexy moods.
And then she did what she felt best, she dressed up for him, looking absolutely stunningly sexy , she all decked up danced intimately around him, and she could feel his fazed look and his widened eyes, his shock told her that she was successful and could even feel his blush whenever she touched him and tried some intimate stunts around him.
How cute was her Raavan Kumar!
Only if she could somehow tell him, how much he means to her, from his big problems to his small happiness, from big changes in his life to small issues, everything about him that she has come to be possessive about.
Was this madness? Was she being insensible?
She didn't know what to do with herself off late, she was acting weird around him, even in his absence she had found herself lost in his thoughts, and she had been teased by her sisters, even by her Jiju. But that was whole other thing, however the main problem was that she was undeniably and irrevocably in love with the man, who was her husband!
Well for normal people it was boon in an arranged marriage but in her's this clause was never settled, not even given minute attention, this was the point that was totally out of point!
Hadn't he thousand times repeated the same clause, the only clause of their arrangement, "Sirf Ruhi ke liye... Sirf Ruhi ke liye", how can she even forget that her life had no place for the- I love you's or any kind of feeling, but it was just an arrangement of norms, only one at that- "Sirf Ruhi Ke Liye".
She sighed, as she entered her room after changing into her night clothes and as usual found her husband, sitting on bed and for a change busy watching a comedy, she smiled watching him so intently watching the TV screen with a smug smile, and suddenly found herself lost as he guffawed due to some comical scene.
She was still standing at the door of their room lost in him, when he noticed her and said, still grinning, "Are you going to stand at the door and stare at me whole night? I know I am hot and irresistible but aise mat dekho nazar lag jayegi mujhe..."
That was when she came out of trance and looked at him with a fake frown and walked towards the bed, where he was almost sprawled like a king, covering much of the space of bed, his one hand supporting his head, and sat down next to him, while he looked up at her surprised at her action, not that he was shocked by her sitting on his bed, but baffled by her silence.
He looked at her questionably, waiting for her one of the infamous lectures, but when none came, and instead he found her looking at him lovingly, he became confused, and felt something fishy in her instance.
"Are you okay?" he asked little scared of her demeanor.
She let out a swift giggle seeing his scared face and said, "Are you scared?"
"Have you gone mad?" he asked confused and then continued, "Oh I am sorry, you were always mad, born insane!"
She shook her head at him and turned towards the television and fixed her all the attention on the movie playing, while Raman looked towards her for a minute or two and then he too returned to the TV shrugging his shoulders with a smile.
At times both found themselves guffawing out loud and at times unconsciously slapping each other softly during their fit of laughter.
***
After a while, when the movie ended, Raman closed the TV by remote and yawned and looked towards Ishita, who was leaning backwards on the headboard with her eyes closed, her head dangling and slipping again and again from the headrest and a small smile tugging her soft curvy lips. A smile that unconsciously curved his lips as well and he found himself lost in her, her peaceful smile, her gentle features, her innocence and her beauty that he had come to deny every time, to everyone, but to dark heart that had started to resurface.
He moved closer to her, and rested her head on his shoulder, while put his head on the headrest, while to his pleasant surprise she snuggled into him. And that was the last thing he remembered before he drifted into deepest of slumber.
***
It was dawn, when she shifted sideways to be more comfortable, burying her head more into the warmth, she felt the pulse just under her cheek prompting to open her eyes completely fazed, but not particularly abruptly to wake him. She softly came out of the sleep and looked around and to her surprised found herself on his bed in sitting position, while her head rested on his chest, tugged under his chin and his arms wrapped around her shoulder.
She slowly rested his head on the headboard and took the time while he slept peacefully as the opportunity to admire him, a thing that she now a days was doing shamelessly pretty all the time unconsciously, and was teased mercilessly by everyone, and now when she had this best opportunity, she wasn't too generous to let it go like that. She smiled and ducked her head to one side while admiring his sleeping form.
How could she had hated him in past? He was anything but hate-able, infact he looked particularly adorable, no less than Ruhi while he slept. How she wished that every morning of her life be like this one!
It was this time when she heard a knock on the door, she stood up and immediately went to the door and opened it before it broke his peaceful sleep, and found Ruhi standing, her one hand around the brown teddy while with other she was rubbing her eyes due to sleepiness and she entered and was picked up by Ishita while she kept her head on her shoulder and again closed her eyes.
"Ruhi, ab sona nahi... you have school in sometime na baba, chalo, wake up, no laziness." Ishita insisted.
"Par IshiMa, papa bhi toh so rahe hain..." Ruhi signed in the direction of Raman was peacefully sleeping.
"But Ruhi, papa raat ko late soye the na... and you know na he's always busy, isiliye I didn't wake him, but mera Ru baby ko toh school jana hain na?" Ishita said making her understand.
Ruhi nodded and looked at Raman and then asked, "IshiMa, kya mai papa ko kissi kar sakti hoon? Only one... I will not wake him up..." while Ishita nodded, Ruhi pecked on his cheek, but it woke him and he looked around and instantly cried in pain, "Aahh!! Meri Kamar..." and kept his hand on the back pressing in.
"Ohh god! Raman, aapko aise nahi sona chahiye tha... aur aap poori raat aise... Aapko pata hai aapko pain hota hai phir bhi..." she couldn't continue.
"Arre pata hai yaar... ab iss par bhi lecture dogi? Har samay lecture... God!" he angrily yelled.
"Chaliye mai balm laga deti hoon..." Ishita said.
"Nahi zaroorat nahi hai... tumhare lecture ne hi kaam kar diya..." he said while getting up and walking towards the door.
"Par Papa..." Ruhi said but couldn't continue,
"Ruhi abhi nahi beta... abhi apni IshiMa ko batao... theek hai..." and with that glaring at Ishita stormed out.
"Par..." Ruhi said with a vexed expression.
"Kya hua bachha?" Ishita asked.
"IshiMa, papa ke shirt pe aur cheek pe color laga hain..." Ruhi told.
"Color?" Ishita said but didn't gave it much thought.
While on other hand Raman walked towards the dining room and sat, and asked for tea and wished morning to Toshi ji and Papaji and picked up the newpaper, only to hear few giggles that erupted from the kitchen, where Simmi and Toshi were talking in hush-hush tones.
Are they still discussing the last night? He wondered and tried to keep all his attention on paper.
And then arrived the very junior Bhalla boy with a huge grin and slumped slowly on the chair next to Raman's, as he was all over broken and asked for the breakfast and then looked towards his right where Raman was seated and looked at him curiously and then kept looking at him baffled.
Raman could feel his silly disturbing gaze upon himself, being in foul mood already he couldn't just keep up his will power anymore and burst, "WHAT? What is it you are thinking you are looking at? Am I a clown that everyone is watching me and giggling", he looked towards the women in kitchen who immediately stopped whatever they were discussing.
"Bhai... mai toh bass... Aapke shirt pe aur cheek pe..." he couldn't continue when Raman thundered,
"Kya... Kya hai shirt pe? Haan? Kya? Tujhe koi aur kaam nahi hain na? " he shouted.
"Arre Raman Puttar use kyun daant raha hai? Aisa kya keh diya Romi ne?" Toshi ji piped in.
"Maa... aap toh bass iski hi side lo..." Raman said and walked towards the sofa and slumped down and got engrossed in newspaper.
It was a 8:00AM when Mihir entered with the file and greeted Toshi ji and Papaji and then sat with Raman on a couch and greeted him, "Good Morning Bhai..." he said cheerfully.
"Kaheki Good morning... yaha mai marr raha hoon..." Raman complained.
"Kya hua bhai?" Mihir asked concerned.
"Meri Kamar aur peeth mein bohot dard ho raha hai..." Raman said making faces, as he tried to stretch himself.
While Toshi ji and simmi burst in secret giggles. Mihir looked over at them, and was shocked to see, they were blushing! He then turned towards the wailing Raman, confused and asked, "Bhai? Aapki cheek pe red color laga hai... aah shirt pe bhi hai..."
"Color?" Raman repeated and looked over to his shirt, it indeed had red color. But he didn't remember anything doing with it... and then his eyes widened, and he stood up embarrassed and looked at his mother and sister who were again indulged in some hush-hush talks, but now he knew it was about him, he quickly left the room and entered his, where he found Ishita all ready fixing her hair and was about to fill her hair partition with vermilion when he said from behind, "Why don't you used the stick one? Ye powder vala... see, it got on my shirt, bahar pata nahi kya kya ideas laga rahe hain mummy aur simmi... kal ke baad kuch zada hi baatein ho rahi hai... God!" he sighed and said frustratingly.
She looked at him with a smile though mirror and walked upto the cupboard, and busied herself in taking out clothes for him for office, when he came towards her and took the coat from her hand while she looked at him baffled, he dug his hand in the pocket of the coat and looked at her and said, "tumhe kuch dena toh bhool hi gaya..." he said smiling and continued, "tumhe yaad hai humari engagement pe I forgot to bring the ring, and without ring it's said that relation is not complete, it's a sign of bounding of two souls", with that he took out a small round red velvet box and opening it's lid said, " So why not do it today? Why not complete our relation..." and with that he slipped a big diamond ring in her finger. He smiled, or rather blushed while her shyness and broad smile and unshed tears were all the proofs of her happiness.
Then she looked at him with widened eyes and said fazed, "It must have cost a fortune!"
"Tum aam khao na ghuthli kyu ginti ho?" he said irritated at her dulling the happy mood. With that he left for the bathroom, while Ishita smiled looking at the ring dreamily and said to herself, "he's so mercurial... ek pal mein garam, ek pal mein naram... maan gaye Raavan Kumar ko" and left for the teasing session waiting outside.
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