IshRa OS - Remember

IshRa OS - Remember

Raman paced the bedroom nervously. Was he hurrying things? What if she wasn't ready? They were in love. It was so obvious. They hadn't said it yet, because each time something or the other had stopped them from confessing their love. But he planned to change that tonight. The image of her in that off-shoulder pink blouse, that gorgeous chiffon saree that clung to her perfect curvy figure, the curly cascade of her hair in which he was dying to bury his face.. Oh how he loved her and how ready he was to take their relationship further. He looked around the room. The lights were dimmed and he'd lit candles throughout the room. Not too many, not too few, just the right number to set the mood right. He wanted to set the mood just right so that if she wasn't ready to take their relationship further after the confession, if she needed more time, the ambience wouldn't make them all awkward. He forced himself to sit on the bed and wait for her to come home from the hen party'. A minute later, his phone buzzed. It was Mihika.

"Jiju, could you come downstairs please?"

"Why? What happened?"

"I.. I could use some help.. Please.."

"Okay. I'll be right there," Raman said and he hung up. He quickly made his way downstairs and was stunned by the sight he saw.

"Raman!!!" Ishita shrieked as soon as she saw him and went running to him. She hugged him real tight and Raman was taken aback. "I missed you. It was so much fun! You should've come!" she told him laughing. Raman quirked an eyebrow at a guilty looking Mihika who scratched the back of her neck as she explained, "Actually jiju, we.. I mean.. We just wanted Akka to loosen up a bit and have fun.. So.. We.. We spiked her juice with some alcohol. Sorry." Mihika held her ear in a gesture of apology and Raman just shook his head. "Raman..." Ishita put her arms around Raman's neck and asked him, "how am I looking today? Do I look better today or did I look better the other night? When you called me sexy? Do I look sexy in this saree Raman?" Raman looked embarrassedly at Mihika and Mihika looked away. "Ishita.." Raman tried to reason with her, "Mihika is standing right here.." "So what? Tell me now, do I look sexy or not?" Ishita insisted. "Yes.. Ishita.." Raman took a deep breath, "You are looking very sexy," he admitted. "And hot?" she continued. "Ishita.." Raman tried to stop her. "Tell me now!!" she insisted while Mihika tried hard to control her laughter. "Ishita.. Lets go home please," Raman pleaded. "Hawww.. You don't think I look hot, do you? Wait.. I'm going to dance for you like I did the other night!" she said and tried to free herself from Raman's hold. Raman looked from Ishita to a shocked Mihika and said, "Mihika.. I'll take her home. You should go home too." Mihika nodded her head and walked away amused.

Out of nowhere, it started to rain and Ishita squealed in delight, "Rain!" She freed herself from Raman's hold and ran into the rain with her arms outstretched. She pulled him into the rain too and started dancing and singing for him. It had to be some kind of divine retribution for some major sin he had committed, Raman thought, that his wife was looking absolutely sexy and seducing him but he couldn't trust himself to even touch her for the fear of losing control. He couldn't do that. Not when she was in this state.

"Ishita.. Come on, lets go home.."

She looked at him with a certain innocence in her eyes for a long moment before she said, "I love you.."

Raman was taken aback. He didn't know what to say. She might have been drunk but, the look in her eyes told him that whatever she'd said was the honest truth, from her heart. Oh this Madrasan, he thought to himself. Of all the ways to confess, she'd chosen the moment when she was drunk senseless to tell him what he'd been dying to hear. He couldn't even tell her that he loved her too, he couldn't kiss her senseless - all the things he'd planned to do when this moment came. So instead, he just stood there, with his arms crossed and a smile playing on his lips while Ishita twirled away in the rain shouting, "I love you Raman" for the whole world to hear. He then went and picked her up in his arms and carried her home and into their bedroom.

Ishita was fast asleep by now but she was drenched from head to toe. He placed her on the couch and wondered what to do. He couldn't leave her in her wet clothes, she'd fall ill. He didn't want to wake up any of the family and have them see Ishita in this state. He tried calling Mihika but she didn't answer her phone. Left with no other choice, Raman decided that he'd have to change her. As he reached for her saree pallu, he felt his control wear thin. He wasn't sure he could do this. "I love you Raman," Ishita whispered in her sleep and reached for him as Raman removed her wet saree pallu, "I love you so much." He pecked her forehead in response and said, "I love you too Ishita. I love you too."

***

Ishita woke up with a pounding headache. "Aiyo Amma!" she said, holding her head. She squinted her eyes and opened them slowly. She was on their bed, in her night clothes. How had she gotten here? And how was she in her night clothes? She looked around and saw her clothes from last night lying scattered on the floor. "Aiyo," she thought. She looked around more and saw candles throughout the room. She looked over to the other side of the bed. It definitely looked like it had been slept in. Was.. Had.. Oh God! Had.. something happened between Raman and her last night? Ishita tried hard to remember events from last night but she couldn't remember a thing. Raman walked into the room just then with a glass of lime juice in hand.

"Good morning," he wished her smiling. Ishita looked at him confused. She looked around the room again and asked hesitantly, "Did.. I mean.. Did something.. happen.. you know.. Umm.. last night?" her gaze rested on her clothes scattered on the floor and Raman understood what she was thinking. He walked over to her and placed the lime juice on the night stand. He then sat next to her on the bed and leaned closer to her. "You mean.. Between us?" he asked in a husky whisper, his gaze roaming over her face. Ishita blushed hard under his intense gaze and looked away. She bit her lower lip and nodded. "Don't you remember?" he asked her. Gosh, this was so awful, she thought. How embarrassing was it that, the first time they'd possibly made love and she wasn't even in her senses and didn't remember a thing! Wasn't she supposed to feel different somehow if they'd..? How could she feel anything at all with this stupid headache.

"Last night, my dear wifey, you seduced me out of my senses till I had no option but to give in to you and let you have your way with me," Raman said in a husky tone, his nose nuzzling against the crook of her neck. Ishita jerked away an inch to look at him. She had what?! "You are joking right?" she asked him nervously. He shook his head indicating no. "Have I told you yet, that your skin as smooth as silk? And as warm as sunshine? And I loved the way you kept confessing how much you loved me.." he continued in his sexy, husky voice as his lips found their way up her arm. Goosebumps erupted on her skin and she looked away embarrassed. "Don't you remember anything?" he asked solemnly. She was such a fool. How could she not remember any of this? This was possibly the most important day.. no, night.. of her life.. Of their life together and she.. She was such a fool.. She couldn't remember a single thing! How would that make Raman feel? She wondered. "I.. I.. Just have a headache.. I am sure once its gone I'll remember. I mean, its not a thing to forget and I am sure it was amazing and perfect and.. "

That's all Raman could take before he burst out laughing. Ishita looked at him puzzled. "I am sorry. I can't do this any longer. I was simply pulling your leg," he confessed. Ishita looked at him incredulously. "Raman!" she yelled at him and started hitting him with the pillows on the bed. Raman tried to fend off her blows but then caught hold of her hands and pushed her onto the bed. He pinned her hands to either side of her head and said, "You were drunk senseless last night Ishita and you did try to seduce me. You wanted me to tell you that you were hot and sexy. You danced in the rain in that incredibly sexy saree of yours and shouted that you love me for the whole world to hear. You were soaked to the skin when I brought you into the room and I had no option but to change your clothes for you." Ishita blushed hard when he said that. "You should give me a reward for being such a gentleman that despite how seduced I was because of you, I still covered you up with a blanket while changing you and kept my eyes closed," he continued. "So, to answer your question, no.. Nothing happened between us last night, though I was hoping something would, which is why the candles. But don't worry, it will happen and it will happen soon.. And when it happens, you will be in your senses and you have my word, you will remember all of it." With that, he kissed her on her forehead and left the room.