I am as dhakkan as IshRa when it comes to Romance and as unpredictable as they are. So always expect the unexpected from me. I love my readers so for those who feel cheated after reading this part, please read the teaser at the end. I promise it will have the same effect as that of the Monday precap😃
Standing in front of the mirror, freshly out of the bathroom, dressed in his white shirt and pants, Raman was combing his hair with a smile. While he was putting the comb back in the drawer, his eyes noticed the packet of condom. He closed the drawer and smiled with his eyebrows cocked. Jhansi Ki Rani was turning expert in giving hints too.
He looked away embarrassed, running his fingers in his hair messing it again. Itna impatience and excitement theek nahin hain Raman Kumar Bhalla. What if you disappoint her big time?
Shaking his head, Raman discarded those "mood-spoiling" thoughts. This was not only her first night but to be honest, it was his equally in a sense. It has been years that he had felt emotionally and physically attracted to a woman. Strangely with her, everything felt like a first timer. Kissing her, dancing with her, having her in intimate positions with him always had that "first time effect" , the feeling one had when one falls in love for the first time. He never knew he had so much love left in him but he had. And...he was so deeply and irrevocably in love with her!!
Ishita was special, what they felt for each other was deep and special and he would want it to be special for both of them.
After promising to gear things up, Raman was clueless how to proceed with his crazy madrassan but he had to thank his good luck in the form of Ruhi, their bundle of innocence and joy...their Cupid.
The next morning when his Naani Amma was going to school, he wanted to rob a kiss from her but instead had her running away, exclaiming in between giggles- Ishimaa se lelo!
One look at his daughter's Ishimaa, looking like a fresh lily, her hair open and wet, her skin glowing, he had not thought twice. He had moved to her and stopped while she looked at his reflection from the mirror, her box of sindoor in hand ready to fill her forehead. Without a word, he had pecked her cheek and moved away, mouthed a good day to her and turned on his heels. When he had looked back once he was at the door step, she was still in the same position but was smiling at him and...that was it! Things indeed geared up by itself. She would wait for him at night to have dinner together...would not mind wiping away some curry near the corner of his lips herself...would fix his tie in the morning...
His mornings! They had never been so beautiful and aesthetic. Very often they would wake up facing each other, their faces only inches away . Gone were the days when they would be horrified and would yell and run away. Now she would just smile and blush and move to the bathroom and he would look on with meaningful glances at her. Both had finally accepted to have each other hijacking their private space and was loving. It. They were comfortable with each other's presence and proximity. It was now just not a matter of time but also of...opportunity.
Raman glanced at the clock.
10 p.m!!
What was taking her so long? She knew he was waiting. Did that crazy woman even understood what he implied or did she only nod? Raman asked himself.
"Don't you think it is time that Ruhi spends a night or two at her patti's?"
He had dropped the question in the morning and she had smiled and nodded. When he came back from work, She had that nervous yet shy smile on her face. Ruhi was not home! He had smiled back and was now waiting for her.
Pacing the room like a caged lion, Raman could hear some chattering going on downstairs. This was the limit! Half of the night was over and Ishita was busy chit chatting. Raman was now gritting his teeth in annoyance.
Ishita blushed profusely when his name flashed.
- Where are you? Are you planning to sleep in the living room? I have been waiting for an hour now.
Raman roared in the phone.
Ishita smiled embarrassingly at the ladies, blushed and turned away to whisper:
- Mihika , Vandu Akka and Simmi are here. How can I leave...
- What? Is there some pj party going on there? Should I bring popcorn and some DVDs for you all?
- Raman aap bhi na!
- KOI BHI BAHANA BANAO AUR UPAR AA JAO. BAS!
Tantrum king! Ishita sighed.
Raman heard the knock at the door.
"She needed 45 minutes to come up and she is now knocking at the door! Ab kya! Kamra Pravesh organize karou!!"
He rushed to the door.
- Toh mahuratam aa...
Raman stopped. Simmi was standing at the threshold with Ishita, a grin adorning her face.
She asked mischievously annoying Raman big time.
- Koi problem Bhai?
- Adhi raat Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho Simmi?
- Woh kya hain bhai, suna hain kissi ke first night hain ...toh...mein apni bhabhi ko tips de rahi thi aur...
- Daant Toru tere? Phir Tum tips mangna apni dentist bhabhi se!
- Accha jaati houn. Hyper kyun ho rahe ho! Good night.
Raman glared at her with fake annoyance while Ishita tried her best to stifle her giggles. Raman was about to close the room when Simmi yelled from outside:
- Neelu, phone the carpenter and arrange for an extra bed. Kyunke...Aaj raat bhai jum ke cricket khelne waala hain apne biwi ke saat!!
Ishita went red as she could hear Mihika and Vandu breaking into a laughing riot. Raman closed the door, shook his head only to smile lovingly at his blushing wife. Ishita immediately turned away, fiddling with her saree's pallu. She had been nervous and full of anticipation the whole day. Unable to hold it any longer, she had finally confided to Mihika who in turn had teased her non stop and accidentally Simmi too had come to learn about it when Ishita was "getting rid" of Ruhi.
Ishita was however pleasantly surprised when Simmi had hugged her and exclaimed that she was happy for her bhai and bhabhi. But the teasing that followed was pure torture.
" Bura mat maan par mera bhai ko baksh do aaj. Bhai ko puri raat lagega teri yeh tight kurti and legging utaarne ke liye! Ishita Tum na silk nightie peheno aaj raat, blue waali, Mera bhai ka favourite colour"
" Yes Akka. Good idea. And don't forget the badam ka doodh Han!! Kya hain...mere jeeju will have to work so hard all night...aur subah ko office bhi jaana hain..."
She had neither listened to Simmi nor Mihika. She came in the room wearing her favourite red kanjivaram saree looking like a bride in front of him. It was her first night and she wanted it to be like a real one as far as possible. Ishita was ripped from her thoughts when she felt his presence behind her. Her breathing hitched when she felt his breaths on her ear and closed her eyes when she heard him hissed.
- Abhi Itna sharmaogi toh puri raat kya karogi?
- Raman!
Her voice sounded more like a plea to her own ears.
His name sounded like the most melodious song to his.
- Nervous?
She nodded.
- You just relax. There is no hurry. We have all night.
He winked at her and she smiled shyly. But they both knew that the moment was fully loaded with anticipation and nervousness for both of them. The thin film of sweat on his forehead in their full on AC room was betraying him. Raman suddenly remembered what Mihir told him at the office. Raman bent down to pick the remote control on the side board and put the Hi-Fi system on. They both smiled at each other, staring rightly in each other's eyes.
"Bheege hont tere pyasa dil mera
Lage abra sa ha mujhe tan tera
Jam ke barsa de, mujh par ghatayein
Tu hi meri pyaas, tu hi mera jaam
Kabhi mere saath koi raat guzaar
Tujhe subah tak main karoon pyaar haan"
Ishita's eyes widened and looked at Raman who was sporting a shocked expression too when the song started playing. Finally, unable to control herself, Ishita burst into pearls of laughter leaving Raman acutely embarrassed. He didn't even check what was on that DVD.
- Kuch Zyada nahin ho raha hain!!
Raman turned away completely disgusted now. He could not believe it! He had himself mentally prepared for this night the whole day and had been excited and so restless in the office. And to relieve his tension, he had opened up to that idiot Mihir.
"Bhai hota hain. Put that on Bhai if you feel that both of you have your nerves on tenterhooks tonight. It will create another ambiance and help to relax".
-Why the hell did I listen to that useless Mihir! Satyanash! Yeh bewakoof toh hain hi, usse Zyada mein bewakoof houn!
Raman thought loudly. He turned away and moved to the sound system and switched it off. Their first night was ruined completely. His wife was reeling with laughter as if he was a clown in action in a circus while she should have been moaning with pleasure under his expert hands.
He stood with his back to her, with a sulk, his hand on his hips. He was still fuming when he felt it. The heat emanating from her was engulfing him as her arms snaked from behind to tighten around his waist , trailing upwards to rest on his chest. The hairs at the back of his neck stood followed by goosebumps.
Raman's back stiffened and he didn't realize that he had stopped breathing. It was only when he heard her soft voice as she rested her head on his back that he exhaled.
- Na! My husband is not stupid. Yes may be a little goofy at times.
- I don't know about that but tomorrow I will definitely commit murder of that stupid brother of yours.
Raman turned to her with a grumpy look but immediately smiled when she grinned back at him.
- Paagal!
- Who? Me?
- No. Me! I am sorry Ishita. I wanted it to be special but...
Her index on his lips to stop him from talking and reassured him.
- This is special. You are special Raman.
Teaser: 
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
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