New Ishra FF: Thodi Si Bewafai Part 15 On Page 132 - Page 51

She rambled anxiously all around the house to kill time.

She knew there were still some minutes before he came and he was actually not late but yet she felt annoyed towards him.

How she was hoping deep inside somewhere that he would reach before time and surprise her.

But a look at the food set on the dining table, and her anger was gone. Because all she could do was to imagine him gorging in the food and then complimenting her endless.

Considering the amount of rom-com movies she had watched during her resting period after the accident, her heart was full of Bollywood style romance.

A smile crept on her lips as soon as she recalled how he had praised her paranthas just yesterday. And today when she had cooked specially as per his likes, she could not stop herself from imagining him kissing her hands out of praise.

That was just not her imagination but her hidden desires as well.

Just like any other wife, she was longing for that love from her husband in both forms, physical and emotional.

The verbal love soothes the heart and the intimate love soothes the soul and she wanted both.

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He drove hurriedly knowing that he had started late from the office. He wanted to be on time and not upset her for once.

The little part that he could read from her diary did affect him somewhere and somehow he wanted to forget everything from the past and live in the present.

Kaash Ishita ki jagah meri yaadash gayi hoti toh aaj humara Rishta jaisa hai waisa nahi hota, an urge took birth in him.

(I wish it was me who lost the memory instead of Ishita...then our relation would not have been what it is now, an urge took birth in him.)

And the urge was so justified.

If instead of her he would have lost his memory, knowing the kind of person she is, she would have taken their relation to a different level by now not giving any importance to the past.

But in real, the things were different. It was she who had lost the memory leaving all the responsibilities on him.

Everyone felt for her but nobody knew, more than her it was him who suffering.

She had forgotten everything so it was all a new world for her.

But to him it was all old, painful and confusing. He so wanted to become selfish and make her his but at the same time didn't want to betray her.

Saab lelo na phool, someone uttered bringing him back from the world of turmoil.

(Sir please buy these flowers, someone uttered bringing him back from the world of turmoil.)

Finding the flower seller as a small kid, he could not stop himself from buying the flowers.

And after paying the kid much more than what the flowers cost, he kept the flowers inside his car.

Bhagwaan aapki Jodi salamat rakhe, the trained kid said and left.

(May god always blesses your pair, the trained kid said and left.)

Bhagwaan aapki Jodi salamat rakhe, 5 words and he was gone into a sphere of some beautiful memories.

(May god always blesses your pair, 5 words and he was gone into a sphere of some beautiful memories.)

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Things had changed pleasantly for both of them after that one date of theirs. The chats were now more open, romantic and flirty. There was a comfort of a different kind, which they never shared with anyone else in life.

It was all love in the air and side by side the preparations for a grand engagement were on too. The excitement was evident on both sides and it was all just perfect.

12 days had already passed and now it was the engagement finally after 2 days.

She was checking some mehandi designs in a book with Mihika when her watsapp whistled.

Raman: What's up love?

Ishita: ladki hone ke nuksaan bhar rahi hoon

(Paying for being a girl)

Raman: Oh really...Woh kaise

(Oh really...how)

Ishita: Mihika ghar aayi hui hai and we are checking some mehandi designs

(Mihika is here with me and we are checking some mehandi designs)

Raman: tumhari kitne din tak yeh taiyaari aur chalne wali hai yaar...i really have this fear ki engagement ho jaegi but tumhari engagement ke liye taiyaari khatam nahi hogi

(For how many more days will your preparations go on...I really have this fear that engagement will be done but your preparations for engagement will never end)

Ishita: Uda lo mazaak...aap ladki hote na toh pata chalta...aapka kya hai kapde pehnoge aur aa jaoge...it is me who has to take care of so many things upar se Amma is after my life...yeh karo woh karo...yours is all easy Raman

(Laugh at me...you would have known if you were a girl...it is all so easy for you as you will just wear the clothes and come...it is me who has to take care of so many things and on top of that Amma is after my life...do this and do that...yours is all easy Raman)

Raman: Aisa nahi hai Ishita...even I have pressure

(It is not like that Ishita...even I have pressure)

Ishita: Like

Raman: I too have to look good...kahin log yeh na keh de hur ke sang langur

(I too have to look good...or else it might happen that people comment on our compatibility based on our looks...they might call me a monkey and you a princess)

Ishita: hehehe...they might say as well

Raman: Apne muh miyaan mithu

(Praising yourself on your own)

Ishita: That's because you don't praise me

Raman: Is it...chalo milo aaj shaam ko...i will praise you until you are satisfied

(Is it...meet me in the evening... i will praise you until you are satisfied)

Ishita: Not at all possible...aaj mujhe mehandi lagwani hai

(Not at all possible...i have to get the mehandi applied today)

Raman: Engagement parso hai kal nahi

(Engagement is day after tomorrow and not tomorrow)

Ishita: Yaad hai mujhe...Toshi Aunty ka call aaya tha...unhone kaha aaj hi lagwa lun teesre din rang acha aata hai and stuff so

(I obviously know...Toshi Aunty had called up...she told me to get it done today as color comes out well on third day and stuff so)

Raman: Engagement ke kuch minute pehle bhi lagayi toh bhi rang acha aayega...i love you that much

(The color will come out well even if you get it applied few minutes prior to our engagement...I love you that much)

Ishita: aapke pyaar ka imtihaan hoga aaj shaam ko phir toh

(It is a test of your love this evening in that case)

Raman: Tumhare haathon par mehandi main lagaunga

(I will apply mehandi at your hands)

Ishita: 😲😲😲

Raman: Close your mouth

Ishita: What did you say just now

Raman: Maine kaha ki tumhare haathon par mehandi main lagaunga

(I said that I will apply mehandi on your hands)

Ishita: Are you ok...main mehandi ki baat kar rahi hoon...woh jo cone se haathon par design banate hain uski

(Are you ok...I am talking about mehandi...the one which is filled in a cone and then applied to make a design)

Raman: Jaanta hoon mehandi kya hoti hai

(I know what mehandi is)

Ishita: Toh kyun mere saath mazaak kar rahe ho is time pe...i will catch you in sometime Raman...i really need to finalize a design

(Then why are you joking with me at this time... i will catch you in sometime Raman...i really need to finalize a design)

Meet me in the evening at 6 and discover a new talent of your fiance, she read the message for the third time.

She could not believe he was actually serious. So serious that he had switched off his mobile data after sending her that message without even waiting for a confirmation. And when she tried to call, he had rejected all her calls leaving her with only one option.

After a long convincing session and eventually blackmailing her Amma about calling off the engagement if she didn't let her go, she finally reached the Aksa Beach which had become their usual hangout place in the past 12 days.

Aksa Beach specifically instead of Zuhu, which was lovers point because this one was less crowded and equally beautiful.

She got off her car and walked towards his car after ordering her driver to leave as she knew, he would drop her like always.

Hi, he greeted her with an affectionate hug.

Hi Raman, she reciprocated in the same way.

Ander chalo, he told her.

(Get inside, he told her.)

She sat inside his car, dazed but patient.

He himself got into the car and switched on the AC.

Toh karo haath aage, he demanded.

(Forward your hands, he demanded.)

Raman are you seriously serious...i mean are you sure aap mehandi lagaoge...i do respect your feelings but Toshi aunty wanted the best mehandi, she confessed nervously.

(Raman are you seriously serious...i mean are you sure you will apply mehandi to me...i do respect your feelings but Toshi aunty wanted the best mehandi, she confessed nervously.)

Tum karo toh haath aage, he told her.

(You just forward your hand, he told her.)

And giving up to his insistence, she finally forwarded her left hand dicey and tensed.

He confidently took her hand in his and started making a design.

The design in itself was beautiful but his love added on to the charm.

Not unable to believe her eyes, she finally asked him.

Bachpan se maa ko dekhta tha sabhi tyohaaron par mehandi lagate hue...aur jyadatar mehandi lagane wale males hote the...mujhe bada ajeeb lagta tha kisi aur ko maa ka haath touch karte hue dekhke...matlab woh haq toh sirf papa ka tha na...drawing meri shuru se badi achi rahi hai...ek din darte darte maine Maa se kaha kya main aapke haathon mein mehandi lagaun...Maa ne bhi tumhari tarah hi mujhpe doubt kiya par phir mujhse mehandi lagwane baith gayi...utni achi nahi lagi thi tab mehandi par maa ko bahut pasand aayi...bahut laad kiya unhone mujhe aur tabse har tyohaar par main hi unke haathon mein mehandi lagata hoon...ab jab Maa ke haath ko kisi aur ke haath mein nahi dekh paaya toh tumhara kaise dekh paata, he confessed everything to her honestly.

(I have always seen my mother getting applied mehandi on all the festivals...most of the mehandi appliers used to be males...i used to feel weird seeing anyone else touch my mother's hand...i mean that right was only my fathers I thought...i was always good at drawing...one day I nervously asked my mother if I could apply mehandi to her hands...Maa too doubted on me just like you but eventually agreed...the mehandi didn't come out very well that time but my mother liked it a lot...she had pampered me so much that day and since then I have been the one who applies mehandi to her hands...when I could not bear anyone touching my mother's hand then how could I bear anyone touching you, he confessed everything to her honestly.)

And that made her fall for him even more. This was surely over-possessiveness which could seem a burden or restriction to someone else but to her it was just love, his pure and intense love.

Raman aap bahut jyada ache ho, she voiced and hugged him applying a little mehandi at his neck in the process.

(Raman you are just too good, she voiced and hugged him applying a little mehandi on his neck in the process.)

He first hugged her back but then backed off realizing that mehandi was still not dry and needed some more time.

Instructing her to keep the left hand in front of the AC, he started with the right hand.

Raman please meri ek baat maanoge, she pleaded.

(Raman will you please agree to one thing I say, she pleaded.)

Ek nahi har baat maanunga, he assured.

(I will agree to everything you will say, he assured.)

Mere haath mein "Ishra" likh do na, she desired.

(Write "Ishra" at my hand, she desired)

Knowing what it meant, he carved "Ishra" at her hand inside a heart and smiled expecting some words of praise but...

Aaiyo, she shouted.

Kya hua, he asked tensed.

(What happened, he asked tensed.)

Woh aapki gardan par mehandi rach gayi, she told worriedly.

(Your neck has mehandi's color, she told worriedly.)

He checked his neck in the front mirror and found it a little orange-ish but dark enough to prove what it was.

Yeh kya kiya tumne, he asked irked.

(What you did, he asked irked.)

Sorry, she said making a puppy face.

Chalo koi ni...thik hi hai...maine tumhare haathon ko apne pyaar se ranga aur tumne mujhe apne rang mein rang diya, he said and pulled her back into another hug.

(It's ok...it is fine only...i colored your hands with my love and you colored me in your color, he said and pulled her back into another hug.)

Saab lelo na phool, they broke the hug hearing someone knocking at the window.

(Sir please buy these flowers, they broke the hug hearing someone knocking at the window.)

He out of his habit bought the flowers from an elderly lady paying her a little extra.

Bhagwaan aapki Jodi salamat rakhe, the lady blessed them.

(God bless your pair, the lady blessed them.)

Taking out one rose of the bouquet he just bought, he lovingly tucked it in her hair making her blush a little.

Waise haath toh rang gaye...aur kahin bhi laga dun mehandi, he smirked.

(By the way your hands are done...shall I apply this mehandi anywhere else, he smirked)

Aur Kahan, she asked pouting.

(Where else, she asked pouting.)

You know here and there, everywhere, he winked.

And No Ishita', he shouted seeing her about to hit him.

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No Ishita, he shouted once again to realize that he had once again lost himself in her thoughts unwantedly.

Rubbing off his trance, he drove towards home speedily.

She welcomed him in with a warm smile and in a beautiful form.

Lost in her beauty he even forgot to give her the flowers which he had got not for her but had to give her.

Yeh phool, she questioned to bring him back to his senses.

(These flowers, she questioned to bring him back to his senses.)

For you, he said scared and handed over the flowers to her.

Surprised at his gesture, she inhaled the fragrance and hugged them.

If she wasn't already looking too tempting, flowers added on to her sensuality.

She looks seductive, he thought and made his way to washroom after giving her a small and reluctant smile.

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He came back in some 15 minutes after having a cold shower which was undoubtedly a need of the moment after seeing his wife who was dressed to kill.

Here he was trying so damn hard and she was playing with his hormones.

She stood there exposing her curvaceous back which was hardly covered in her saree while checking some last moment arrangements.

And he lost it then and there once again.

He immediately felt like just going and consuming her.

He so wanted her to serve herself to him instead of the food but...there were some ifs and don'ts that controlled him and kept him sane.

Smacking himself for going too wild in his mind without her consent, he apologized to her silently without words and settled down to dine.

She excitedly served him and gazed at him continuously finding it hard to wait to hear it from him.

Bahut acha bana hai khaana, he finally gave her some peace.

(The food is very delicious, he finally gave her some peace.)

Thank you Raman, she smiled wide.

Tum khadi kyun ho baitho na mere saath khao, he offered as if reading her heart.

(Why are you standing...come sit and have with me, he offered as if reading her heart.)

She happily settled down and took the first bite from his plate.

He had offered to eat with him but not from his plate but she misunderstood it so beautifully taking their relation a mini step ahead unknowingly.

Not disrupting the delightful delusion, they both dined together and one.