Hello YHMians, back with the second part...
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So here it is...
Part 2
Though he tightened his grasp on her and nuzzled closer, her further movement ceased and that's when he realized that she was still in her sleep. When she had completely turned around to come into his arms, something fell on the bed from her hands. He realized that it was his photo that she had been hugging close to her chest while she slept.
He smiled and caressed her hair fondly, "I miss you too madrasan...main hoon na...ab iss photo ki zaroorat nahi"
Putting away the photo frame on the table, he hugged her taking his place rightfully on her chest. Her heart beats paced up even when in sleep, probably her heart could feel his proximity and its rhythm was soothing enough to send him into sleep.
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His final thoughts before drifting to sleep surrounded the memories of the previous night when he had almost lost her. He was shattered and broken totally at the mere thought of having lost her but he never lost hope till the very end. A black hole of fear and agony had sure gripped him and lurked around him weakening him with every passing moment but he didn't leave any stone unturned, even literally to find her.
He couldn't even dare to go back to the hours he spent in the hospital, a few before the ICU while she struggled inside, fighting or rather shuttling between life and death. She was on ventilator with almost no hope for survival. There weren't any major external injuries but her internal organs did get affected. She had problems breathing and her lung capacity was reduced.
Probably, it was his and Ruhi's love for her that even God had changed his decision. It was a medical miracle that in a matter of hours her condition stabilized and she came back to life from the mouth of death.
After that it was a long wait till she opened her eyes. He sat next to her, holding her hands firmly, as if making sure that she stays with him forever. He sat clutching and entwining her fingers to assure himself that his love was still with him, never to part.
Once she became conscious, it was an outpour of emotions that he had pent up within himself. He cried like never before and it was a rebirth for him too.
He smiled at what had happened once she had opened her arms for him. He had almost jumped onto her in his desperation. He hadn't realized then but now when he thought about it, all he could do was naughtily smile as he cherished the long moment when they had been so intimately close to each other. Like a mother, she had consoled him and held him close making him feel her heart beats.
Back to the present, he strained his eyes to get a glimpse of the innocent beauty which just enticed and lured him to her. He pecked her hair and embraced her protectively. Her feminine frame fitting perfectly within his arms. They looked perfect and custom made for each other with no space for anyone or anything else between them.
Her heart beats blended with his in perfect unison making the night even more blissful and magical. Her hands voluntarily tightened around him and she cocooned into him further, moaning his name in the pleasure his warmth gave her, "Raman..."
Her husky tone had a sensuousness and the way she stubbornly, possessively called out his name made his inners flame up passionately. Her fervent wanting and desire for him was open before him, though she was oblivious and unaware of what she was doing.
He grinned naughtily and muttered, "Control karo madrasan...warna tumaari amma ki warning bhool jaavunga...I think tumhe zyaadha warning ki zaroorat hai"
[Control madrasan...else I will forget your amma's warning...and btw, you need more of such warnings]
He squeezed her upper arm gently in an effort to control himself. He was aroused and there was no denial to it. She smiled in her sleep as she found her secured nest in his arms while he cherished the moment and closed his eyes. He knew it was just a matter of time when they would possess each other in all meanings but till she was perfectly fine, he had to wait patiently.
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Raman's sleep was short and he woke up just before dawn. He opened his eyes breathing in her fragrance. She was still in his arms just that she had shifted a bit up in her sleep. Her head now rested on his shoulders, her lips touching his cheeks lightly. It surely was a dream come true morning!
Her face was so close to him that he couldn't help gazing at her and her body so closely entwined that invoked strange sensations inside him. Some strands of her long hair which had come out of the braid flew and lay over his face. He slowly moved them away cautious not to entangle them nor wake her up in the process. He wanted this time to stop then and there. He didn't want this night to end ever. It was a special morning and letting these moments slip away would be a mistake he would regret forever!
Kaise Mujhe Tum Mil Gayi
Kismat Pe Aaye Na Yakeen
Utar Aye Jheel Main
Jaise Chaand Utarata Hai Kabhi
Houle Haule Dhere Se
As he held her close not willing to let go of that moment, he slowly kissed her forehead and her eyelids. Her luscious full lips tempted like it had been always and this closeness they shared was definitely doing a devil's work, making him crazily crave for them. He slowly leaned down to kiss her but he felt himself stopping. He mentally smacked himself for that out of control gesture. It was going to be their first kiss and how could he do it while she was in her sleep. It was something special for both of them and should be cherished forever. He shouldn't act in haste. Not like this! He silently swore to himself that he would wait till she was ready for it. They would share and savor that moment together, etching it in their memories forever.
He tried to get up slowly after moving her off him but the slightest shaking seemed to wake her up. She stirred in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes. She yawned and slowly stretched her hands lazily. She didn't seem to get affected too much seeing him there. She just casually enquired as if this was their everyday routine, "Aap kab aaye?"
[When did you come?]
Raman grinned cheekily at her antics and question. He then shifted his hand from where he had kept it throughout the night. He hadn't moved it as she rested her head there. It ached would be wrong because it wasn't an ache but a numbness due to which he felt his arm powerless.
His expressions turned into a sort of despair and it showed clearly on his face as he tried to pull and lift his arm. He rotated his wrist to make it nomal.
She probably read his expressions. Instantly she was up and enquired in concern, "What happened?? Haath ko kya hua?"
[What happened to your hand?]
He didn't have to reply because she understood what was wrong. Forgetting about her own injury, she tried to help him and massaged his wrist, muttering, "Kya Raman? "Why did you sleep like that? Why didn't you take your hand off?"
She was too much engulfed in his problem that she forgot all about her own sprain. He smiled and replied, "Haath hilaatha toh tum utt jaati...aur tumhe utaane ka mann nahi kiya madam"
[If I moved my hand, you would have got up...and I didn't want to wake you]
She smiled sweetly as she leaned towards him for a hug.
He took her into his arms and was surprised by her gesture. He taunted when she chose to just stay there even after a long moment, "Ho madrasan...chance pe dance haan? Tumaari amma ko bulaana padega...zara woh bhi toh dekhe unnke beti yahaan kya kya gul..."
[Ho madrasan...You just need a chance, haan? Let me call your amma...let her see what her daughter is up to]
She hit his chest playfully to stop him and they ended up laughing.
He patted her shoulders,"chalo...tum thodi dher aur so jao...main chalta hoom...wahaan sab uttne ke pehle mujhe jaana hai"
[ok...you go back to sleep...let me go back before everyone wakes up]
She just nodded but didn't relieve him out of her arms and he teased her, "Mujhe chodne ka mann nahi hai na? hmmm hota hai madrasan...raat barr neend mein choda nahi toh ab kaise chodogi, huh?"
[You don't want to leave me huh? Hmmm it happens madrasan...you didn't leave me in your sleep, then how will you leave me now, huh?]
She blushed and turned away mocking anger but she was still within his arms, "aap mujhe utaa sakthe teh na? woh nahi kiya aur ab dekho aise taane maar rahe ho"
[You could have woken me up or shifted me...Now look at you...you are taunting me]
Raman twirled her back to himself, "itna bhi aasaan nahi tha madam...tumhe itna paas paakhe chodhne ka ya kuch aur karne ka mann hi nahi kiya...bas tumhe dekhtha hi reh gaya"
[It wasn't so easy madam...After having you so close, I couldn't leave you...I just kept looking at you]
She blushed profusely, her blush visible in those apple red cheeks. She lowered her eyes not able to withstand his romantic gaze on her.
Raman chinned her up "Itna kya sharmaana madrasan...raat mein toh sherni bannke mujhpe toot padi thi, haan? Woh toh main tha ke..."
His words trailed off when she looked into his eyes. There was no place for a taunt after that. He was mesmerized and totally immersed in her eyes and his lips just spoke what his heart chimed, "You are irresistible when you do that...phir tumhe bed se uttne nahi dhoonga na main utt paavunga..."
[I wont let you get up neither will I get up]
Gunguni Dhoop Ki Tarah Se
Tarnnum Main Tum
Chookey Mujhe Guzri Ho Yun
Dekhon Tumhe
Ya Mein Sunoo
Tun Ho Junoon
Kyun Pehle Na Aayi Tum
Kaise Mujhe Tum Mil Gayi
Kismat Pe Aaye Na Yakeen
She couldn't help grinning at that as it sounded rather filmy to her,"kya baat hai Raavan Kumar?? Subah subah bohat romantic baatein kar rahe ho?"
[Whats the matter Raavan Kumar? You are being so romantic]
Raman winked at her, "Yeh toh kuch bhi nahi hai madrasan...tu haan toh bol phir main..."
[This is nothing madrasan...just tell yes and I will...]
He tried to roll her over and nail her beneath him but then remembered her wrist and stopped himself hissing in annoyance.
"Bacchon ki tarah yahaan wahaan girrti rehti ho... Jaldi se teek ho ja yaar..."
[You keep falling and hurting yourself like a kid...get well soon yaar]
They parted reluctantly and when Raman was at the door, she probed childishly, "Raman, aaj raat bhi aavoge na?
[Will you come tonight?]
Raman grinned naughtily and then shook his head negatively, "No"
She crunched her face in disappointment while he winked and sprinted out of the Iyer house.
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Amma, appa were at the breakfast table when Raman came in later that morning.
"Come Raman...have idli and sambar...tumhe pasand hai na?"
[you like it na?]
Appa invited him while Raman was already full after having aloo paratha made by his mother. He tried to say something when amma rushed towards him with a freshly brewn filter coffee.
"Raman...tum pehle yeh piyo..."
[drink this]
Raman looked around for his wife's glimpse but what he got was Mihika's pat on his shoulders, "Jeeju, akka is not here...woh room mein hai...she is taking bath..."
[She is in the room]
When Mihika settled down at the breakfast table, Madhu enquired, "Mihika...Ishu ko help chaahiye aur tum yahaan aa gayi???"
[Ishu needs your help and you are here]
Mihika nodded, "Haan periyamma...but bohat bhook lagi hai...idli khaake chali jaavungi...dho na periyamma"
[yes periyamma...but I am damn hungry...I will eat idli and will go help her]
Madhu smiled and nodded, "haan teek hai...beito..."
[oh ok...sit]
She patted Mihika to eat properly and said, "Waise bhi Ishu bohat time lagaathi hai"
[Ishu takes more time]
All 3 were fully busy indulging in idli and sambaar while Raman was busy cooking up naughty plans, "Toh madrasan nahaa rahi hai aur usse help chaahiye...chalo beta ab biwi ke help toh tumhe hi karna padega..."
[so madrasan is bathing and needs help...go beta, you have to help your wife]
He slowly slipped into Ishita's room assuming that none saw him.
[To be continued]
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