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I was planning a hot update but sorry...I couldn't do it 😕
Ragasiya kanavugal from Bheema Song translated by Aaliya and many others have PMed me the translation. Love you all...🤗
Not proofread
BOLD writing 🤬
ENJOY...🤗
Chapter-15
HO KYA GAYA MUJHE?
RAMAN'S POV
Why I reacted to Mihika like that?
I'm hell confused. Confused about my feelings for Laxmi. I want to marry her at the same time I don't want to. I think and treats her like a challenge which did hurt my ego as a man so badly. At the same time I want her to be with me forever. I can't understand myself. I want her in my bed. Yes I need her! But is that just for once? Will I be ever satisfied with her? Will I get enough of her?
No way...! I know it well...that...she will make me crave for more...and more!
These damn questions are taking a toll on my being for the past two days. From when Mihika and I confronted each other, I'm not in me. The past guilt of being the reason for Mihir's demise and Mihika's state of mind is making me mad. Above all I can't think of LOSING LAXMI. I can't let her go. I don't know why I feels like Mihika will be able to convince her to believe that I'm a murderer. I'm scared that she will also hate me the way Mihika do.
I can't even think of her hating me. If it really happens...I'll be no more. I know I'm becoming silly...But I'm not in me anymore. That Pagal Madrasan made me also Pagal
Leave all that...Why special occasions need special attires? A suit will be simple and elegant! But no...mummiji is hell-bent on making me wear this blue sharvani. That really pricked my skin with its rough fabric and stupid sequence. More than that in a place where there is no AC, I felt suffocated.
As I walked to the mandap for my so called engagement with that pagal madrasan, I saw the pandit chanting some blah-blah in Sanskrit which I clearly don't understand. I sat there in front of the bonfire, sweating my whole body.
A bonfire? I don't know what it is...! Well whatever...The same in winter with a pretty hot girl beside me is tolerable but this pandit...crap😡
My eyes caught up with the sight of her coming to me. *Scratch it* to the mandap. Wearing a peacock green kanjivaram saree with blue boarder.
That boarder matches me! Ooops...My sharvani...!☺️
The pandit continued to do his bad-bad while I stared at her nervous figure. The pandit vaguely uttered our names when the marriage got fixed after a week. I couldn't make out even my name out of his mouth which I heard like Raaaman and hers as Sita.
How funny right? SitaRam! Me to be heard as Lord Rama is something so funny really...when my would-be wife thinks of me as a Ravan...!
When the rituals got completed I moved to her side. She was still fidgetting with her ring when I stood close to her. Why is she so scared of me? Am I a monster! I wondered. When I held her hand I felt her shivering under my touch.
That she always do...to make me desperate!
However, I smelled that she is scared of something else. I asked her if there are any problems but she mumbled a no. Why this girl always ignores me. I can tame her through one and only way. In all other cases she is ruling over me.
Hell...Raman Bhalla kisi se nahin darta. Isse toh kabhi nahin...Phirphi...If she feels bad when I lash out at her? Oh no...I really need to control my anger.
(RKB never scared of anyone, especially her)
After all those hectic rituals we got to go home all tired of those south Indian gadbads. I terribly needed a good cold shower.
For both ***
Her presence itself was stimulating. The whole day her around me, NO, beside me is something I dreamt of. But not like this. Not in a crowd.
I wanted to know her worries. Don't know why but I wanted her to share her worries with me the way I feels good to do it to her. I wanted her to feel the same towards me which I also feel for her.
That's the problem? What is my feeling? OK I'm not serious about her so she also should not be serious about me. No chance! She can't take me silly! Then I must be serious. What the F***! I'm not making any sense to even myself. Damn me!
Next day was a day of outing. The Bhallas and Iyers along with Abhi went for shopping to buy for marriage. Abhi was like a dummy without any expressions around the family and especially Ishita. Mihika was no better. She kept on watching the couple who stole glances from each other like normal. It was unlike of Raman Bhalla. Though no one can predict him. He may have some plans. She called her akka aside to share her worries. The Mihika whom Raman confronts was long forgotten. Now it is just Ishu's Miku.
Mihika: "I'm scared akka...ap unse kaha?"
(You told him?)
Ishita: "Please don't remind me Miku...I'm also scared"
Mihika: "Kab kehane vale ho?"
(When are you going to talk?)
Ishita: "I don't know"
Mihika: "You should tell now. Start this relationship with a truth"
Ishita: "You're right Miku"
That was when Raman called them from behind. Both of them turned to him with a start. He walked to them and stood next to Ishita. Wounding his one hand around her waist he pulled her closer to him.
"Main apni hone vali biwi ke saath ek long drive pe jaa raha hun. Others are not allowed. (Sarcastically) Even if it is my sweet saali saheba"
(I'm going for a night drive with my would be wife)
He took her with him to the lift to go down floor leaving behind a flabbergasted Mihika and Abhi and a happy Madhavi and Toshi. Ishita turned back to sign an I'll-manage-everything expression to Mihika while Mihika sighed in frustration.
INSIDE THE LIFT
Ishita stood opposite to Raman feeling scared and nervous at the same time. She was thinking of the last time they were in the lift. He was also in the same state. But unlike the last time, he is not at all ready to just dream about her. So he closed in the distance.
Keeping his both hands on either side of her head he breathed in her fragrance from her neck to her ear. She fisted her hands on her saree and began to breath erratically. She stood stiffened there for sometime while he waited for her to look at him.
When she slowly opened her eyes he looked at her deeply leaning his head a little downwards. She tried to open her mouth to say something but he smashed her lips with his violently, making her dig her nails in his flesh wherever possible because of not being to manage his vigour. He yanked her closer with each passing second. Leaving her soft swollen lips he trailed open mouth kisses all over her face making her make groaning noise.
The opening of the lift was that made them part and look at the crowd in embarrassment. Ishita literally ran to his car so was he.
A LONELY STREET
Raman stopped his car in a lonely area alarming Ishita. She returned a nervous smile to him when he looked at her while stopping the engine. Apart from doing what she expected he got out if the car and came to her side asking her to come out. She sighed are relief knowing that they are not spending much time inside...alone.
He stood a little away from her and began to talk. But she was thinking of ways to confront him with her identity. She was scared of his reaction that too in such an isolated place without anyone to support.
"We really need to spend more time together...sab kuch itna jaldi ho raha hai...toh..."
(Everything happening so fast)
"Oh really Raman! Humare time spend karne se ya nah karne se kya fayda? Will you stop the marriage saying we aren't compatible? No right? Then what's the big deal?
(What will change if we spends time)
He strode towards her in one long step in anger and pinned her to the car.
"Don't you dare test my patience!"
"Kya patience? You gets angry so easily...Is that your patience?"
Her indifferent words do nothing but made him more angry.
"Stop yelling like that!"
"You're manner less. You don't even know how to handle girls"
With a naughty grin, "I'll show you how I deals with girls APPROPRIATELY!"
With that he took her in his arms and laid her on the back seat. She was shell shocked to realize what she made him to do. What she terribly wanted him not to do at least until the marriage happens is going to happen now. No one is gong to help her now. Nothing is going to change him. She was frozen. She felt like drowning in an ocean finding difficulty in breathing.
Laying on to of her he pressed his body to hers. The way he picked her up, the way he threw her in...everything got erased from the soft peck he left on her forehead. She was astounded all over again to feel him kissing her with so much love. No wonder she melted in his single kiss.
RAMAN'S POV
When she talked so arrogantly with me, I felt like killing her. Her mention of my incapability in treating girls with respect and dignity passed into my bad wolf brain with another sense. The one which I know very well. So I picked her up in my arms forcefully to show her how I deals with girls.
What am I up to? Am I going to rape her...? Rip her...? Kill her...?
When I saw her laying on the back seat with her eyes closed making wrinkles on her forehead. I wiped it off with a soft kiss there.
Why in the world I bacame this romantic from a moster!
Parting from her a little I drunk in the beauty of her laying under me. Her hands were yearning to touch me but are hesitant. I took her hand and made her circle it on my shouler. She clung her hand on to there with hesitation.
It's the first time she touched me! I'm feeling so up with all! If I feels this turned on by her touch on my shouder, what wil be it if she touches me everywhere there I want her to!
"Ragasiya kanavugal jal jal...
en imaigalai kazhuvudhu sol sol
ilamaiyil ilamaiyil jil jil...
en irundhayam nazhuvudhu sel sel..."
[Secret Dreams jal jal
They are cleaning my eyes, say it
My heart is wavering due to my cool Youth]
She pressed my shoulders with her soft soft hands feeling weird of our closeness. I could feel her panting breathe. I darted my eyes to her perfect bosom which attracted me from the very first moment I saw her.
TO BE CONTINUED...
😈 EVIL ME...
What'll happen next...? 😉
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Sorry for late update darlooozzz 😳
I was planning a hot update but sorry...I couldn't do it 😕
Ragasiya kanavugal from Bheema Song translated by Aaliya and many others have PMed me the translation. Love you all...🤗
Not proofread
BOLD writing 🤬
ENJOY...🤗
Chapter-15
HO KYA GAYA MUJHE?
RAMAN'S POV
Why I reacted to Mihika like that?
I'm hell confused. Confused about my feelings for Laxmi. I want to marry her at the same time I don't want to. I think and treats her like a challenge which did hurt my ego as a man so badly. At the same time I want her to be with me forever. I can't understand myself. I want her in my bed. Yes I need her! But is that just for once? Will I be ever satisfied with her? Will I get enough of her?
No way...! I know it well...that...she will make me crave for more...and more!
These damn questions are taking a toll on my being for the past two days. From when Mihika and I confronted each other, I'm not in me. The past guilt of being the reason for Mihir's demise and Mihika's state of mind is making me mad. Above all I can't think of LOSING LAXMI. I can't let her go. I don't know why I feels like Mihika will be able to convince her to believe that I'm a murderer. I'm scared that she will also hate me the way Mihika do.
I can't even think of her hating me. If it really happens...I'll be no more. I know I'm becoming silly...But I'm not in me anymore. That Pagal Madrasan made me also Pagal
Leave all that...Why special occasions need special attires? A suit will be simple and elegant! But no...mummiji is hell-bent on making me wear this blue sharvani. That really pricked my skin with its rough fabric and stupid sequence. More than that in a place where there is no AC, I felt suffocated.
As I walked to the mandap for my so called engagement with that pagal madrasan, I saw the pandit chanting some blah-blah in Sanskrit which I clearly don't understand. I sat there in front of the bonfire, sweating my whole body.
A bonfire? I don't know what it is...! Well whatever...The same in winter with a pretty hot girl beside me is tolerable but this pandit...crap😡
My eyes caught up with the sight of her coming to me. *Scratch it* to the mandap. Wearing a peacock green kanjivaram saree with blue boarder.
That boarder matches me! Ooops...My sharvani...!☺️
The pandit continued to do his bad-bad while I stared at her nervous figure. The pandit vaguely uttered our names when the marriage got fixed after a week. I couldn't make out even my name out of his mouth which I heard like Raaaman and hers as Sita.
How funny right? SitaRam! Me to be heard as Lord Rama is something so funny really...when my would-be wife thinks of me as a Ravan...!
When the rituals got completed I moved to her side. She was still fidgetting with her ring when I stood close to her. Why is she so scared of me? Am I a monster! I wondered. When I held her hand I felt her shivering under my touch.
That she always do...to make me desperate!
However, I smelled that she is scared of something else. I asked her if there are any problems but she mumbled a no. Why this girl always ignores me. I can tame her through one and only way. In all other cases she is ruling over me.
Hell...Raman Bhalla kisi se nahin darta. Isse toh kabhi nahin...Phirphi...If she feels bad when I lash out at her? Oh no...I really need to control my anger.
(RKB never scared of anyone, especially her)
After all those hectic rituals we got to go home all tired of those south Indian gadbads. I terribly needed a good cold shower.
For both ***
Her presence itself was stimulating. The whole day her around me, NO, beside me is something I dreamt of. But not like this. Not in a crowd.
I wanted to know her worries. Don't know why but I wanted her to share her worries with me the way I feels good to do it to her. I wanted her to feel the same towards me which I also feel for her.
That's the problem? What is my feeling? OK I'm not serious about her so she also should not be serious about me. No chance! She can't take me silly! Then I must be serious. What the F***! I'm not making any sense to even myself. Damn me!
Next day was a day of outing. The Bhallas and Iyers along with Abhi went for shopping to buy for marriage. Abhi was like a dummy without any expressions around the family and especially Ishita. Mihika was no better. She kept on watching the couple who stole glances from each other like normal. It was unlike of Raman Bhalla. Though no one can predict him. He may have some plans. She called her akka aside to share her worries. The Mihika whom Raman confronts was long forgotten. Now it is just Ishu's Miku.
Mihika: "I'm scared akka...ap unse kaha?"
(You told him?)
Ishita: "Please don't remind me Miku...I'm also scared"
Mihika: "Kab kehane vale ho?"
(When are you going to talk?)
Ishita: "I don't know"
Mihika: "You should tell now. Start this relationship with a truth"
Ishita: "You're right Miku"
That was when Raman called them from behind. Both of them turned to him with a start. He walked to them and stood next to Ishita. Wounding his one hand around her waist he pulled her closer to him.
"Main apni hone vali biwi ke saath ek long drive pe jaa raha hun. Others are not allowed. (Sarcastically) Even if it is my sweet saali saheba"
(I'm going for a night drive with my would be wife)
He took her with him to the lift to go down floor leaving behind a flabbergasted Mihika and Abhi and a happy Madhavi and Toshi. Ishita turned back to sign an I'll-manage-everything expression to Mihika while Mihika sighed in frustration.
INSIDE THE LIFT
Ishita stood opposite to Raman feeling scared and nervous at the same time. She was thinking of the last time they were in the lift. He was also in the same state. But unlike the last time, he is not at all ready to just dream about her. So he closed in the distance.
Keeping his both hands on either side of her head he breathed in her fragrance from her neck to her ear. She fisted her hands on her saree and began to breath erratically. She stood stiffened there for sometime while he waited for her to look at him.
When she slowly opened her eyes he looked at her deeply leaning his head a little downwards. She tried to open her mouth to say something but he smashed her lips with his violently, making her dig her nails in his flesh wherever possible because of not being to manage his vigour. He yanked her closer with each passing second. Leaving her soft swollen lips he trailed open mouth kisses all over her face making her make groaning noise.
The opening of the lift was that made them part and look at the crowd in embarrassment. Ishita literally ran to his car so was he.
A LONELY STREET
Raman stopped his car in a lonely area alarming Ishita. She returned a nervous smile to him when he looked at her while stopping the engine. Apart from doing what she expected he got out if the car and came to her side asking her to come out. She sighed are relief knowing that they are not spending much time inside...alone.
He stood a little away from her and began to talk. But she was thinking of ways to confront him with her identity. She was scared of his reaction that too in such an isolated place without anyone to support.
"We really need to spend more time together...sab kuch itna jaldi ho raha hai...toh..."
(Everything happening so fast)
"Oh really Raman! Humare time spend karne se ya nah karne se kya fayda? Will you stop the marriage saying we aren't compatible? No right? Then what's the big deal?
(What will change if we spends time)
He strode towards her in one long step in anger and pinned her to the car.
"Don't you dare test my patience!"
"Kya patience? You gets angry so easily...Is that your patience?"
Her indifferent words do nothing but made him more angry.
"Stop yelling like that!"
"You're manner less. You don't even know how to handle girls"
With a naughty grin, "I'll show you how I deals with girls APPROPRIATELY!"
With that he took her in his arms and laid her on the back seat. She was shell shocked to realize what she made him to do. What she terribly wanted him not to do at least until the marriage happens is going to happen now. No one is gong to help her now. Nothing is going to change him. She was frozen. She felt like drowning in an ocean finding difficulty in breathing.
Laying on to of her he pressed his body to hers. The way he picked her up, the way he threw her in...everything got erased from the soft peck he left on her forehead. She was astounded all over again to feel him kissing her with so much love. No wonder she melted in his single kiss.
RAMAN'S POV
When she talked so arrogantly with me, I felt like killing her. Her mention of my incapability in treating girls with respect and dignity passed into my bad wolf brain with another sense. The one which I know very well. So I picked her up in my arms forcefully to show her how I deals with girls.
What am I up to? Am I going to rape her...? Rip her...? Kill her...?
When I saw her laying on the back seat with her eyes closed making wrinkles on her forehead. I wiped it off with a soft kiss there.
Why in the world I bacame this romantic from a moster!
Parting from her a little I drunk in the beauty of her laying under me. Her hands were yearning to touch me but are hesitant. I took her hand and made her circle it on my shouler. She clung her hand on to there with hesitation.
It's the first time she touched me! I'm feeling so up with all! If I feels this turned on by her touch on my shouder, what wil be it if she touches me everywhere there I want her to!
"Ragasiya kanavugal jal jal...
en imaigalai kazhuvudhu sol sol
ilamaiyil ilamaiyil jil jil...
en irundhayam nazhuvudhu sel sel..."
[Secret Dreams jal jal
They are cleaning my eyes, say it
My heart is wavering due to my cool Youth]
She pressed my shoulders with her soft soft hands feeling weird of our closeness. I could feel her panting breathe. I darted my eyes to her perfect bosom which attracted me from the very first moment I saw her.
TO BE CONTINUED...
😈 EVIL ME...
What'll happen next...? 😉
Do LIKE and COMMENT
BUDDY ME FOR PMs
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