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Hello friends! Firstly a happy new yr to all of you! 😊
I know i havent written anything here for very long now. Even today, i have been keeping very busy, but I was feeling so worked up that i thought of taking a break and writing something here.
Aise hi kuch jald baazi me likh diya hai, bardasht kar lena 😆 Pata nahin aur kitne parts likhungi 😆
Part 1:
The house was set up for yet another wedding celebration, the dining room was filled with hustle and bustle.
"Oye Neelu, oye chetti chetti saman ready kar te assan start kariye sehra bandhi di rasam" Toshiji shouted.
"Oye saare ready hoye ki nahin!" Mr. Bhalla was getting desperate there, at the same time welcoming the guests coming in the house, the air was now full of Punjabi- Madrasi chitter-chattering noise.
"Oye papaji, dulha te ready ho ke aaya ni halli pallar ton, twanu badi chetti machi hui hai!" Romi shouted, talking about the groom-to-be Mihir. Yes, it was Mihir-Mihika's wedding, and the two families(Bhalla's & Iyer's) had planned to jointly host the wedding. They wanted it to be a lavish celebration, and relatives all over had been invited.. the house was housefull now, some relatives still getting dressed, the other guests enjoying the wedding pakodas and drinks, the ladies flaunting their sarees and jewellery, kids running all around the house.. All rooms of the house were fully packed.
Raman was standing leaning on one corner, time and again looking at their bedroom room door, he was waiting for his beloved to come out, he was getting desparate.
For the last few days, they all had been so busy with the wedding prep and for the house being occupied all the time, they both had gotten no chance- they had been missing on any action.
Raman: "Sarika, Ishita kahan hai?"
Sarika: "Bhaiyya, bhabhi bas abhi ready ho hi gayi hain..ek minute me aati hongi"
Raman to himself: "Karva le beta intezaar..bahar to nikal tu tujhe batata hoon"
10 minutes later..
" Oye Ishita!! Pataka lag rahi hain tu te aaj" Pammi aunty spoke and hugged Ishita.
"Haan bhabhi sachme..ye combination kitna suit kar raha hai aapko!" it was Pammi aunty's daughter.
Ishita was clad in a fuschia pink lehenga with a blue net chunni, she looked mesmerisingly pretty.
"Aapne kuch liya..main abhi bhijwati hoon sharbat.." Ishita spoke and headed towards the kitchen.
"Oye Ishita wo fullon wali basket kith rakhi hai?" Toshija shouted.
"Hanji mummyji wo mere kamre me hai abhi layi.."
She made quick steps towards the room.
"Ishima, ye mera hair pin set kardo please" Ruhi caught her.
She stopped mid way and sat down. "Yello..ho gaya ok!" she spoke as she finished setting Ruhi's hair, she smiled at her baby, and kissed her cheek.
Ruhi ran off. Ishita finally got to up to get the flowers from her room, she was in a rush.. and seconds later, the moment she entered her room, she felt her arm being pulled so strongly that she almost screamed.
Raman pinned her on the room wall, her bosoms heaved as she fell short of breath.
"Shshshshsh.." he placed her finger on her lips to silence.
"Raman kya kar rahe ho aap! Mauka to dekho zara!"
"Mauka hi to nahi mil raha itne time se, jaan logi kya tum meri!"
"Raman, koi aa jaayega"
" Aa jaane do"
" Par Raman.." the moment she noticed the way he was seductively looking into her eyes, she could speak no more.
" Kya lag rahi ho aaj" he spoke, slowly slipping his hand on her white bare waist, and pulling her closer to him.
He raised his other hand to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. She felt herself loosing control with every touch of his..
And his eyes, she could not take that intense gaze any more..
"Raman, aise mat karo aap.."
He pressed his lips on hers..and time stopped there.
And moments later when they broke apart and she gathered some breath, she felt her face being wet by his moist lips.. he kissed her cheeks, her earlobes, immersed himself in her neck..
"Raman bas.."
He paid no heed and continued grazing his lips on her neck, his one hand gripping the back of her head gently. She moaned with every nibble, her eyes closed throughout..
He pulled her apart carefully, they both were so in the moment, they had almost forgotten the happenings in the house.
He slowly raised his hand to pull down her chunni enveloping her chest..
She stopped his hand as it touched her chunni..
"Raman.." she moaned.
He stopped her hand from stopping him, and removed the blue piece of cloth from her body.
He pulled her closer..and dug his mouth in the bare portions of her chest. He started kissing, licking and nibbling there, slowly and gently. His hands ran on her back..
"Aaah..aaah" she moaned.
And in one quick swift movement, he pulled open the dori of her blouse.
"Aaoo" she squeeked.
She looked into his eyes, and pulled him in a tight hug.
"Raman- Ishita!" Toshiji was coming running into their room.
Raman noticed her come.
" Ab..ab aa.aa.aa rahe hain mummiji" he spoke, he pushed her apart in a rush.
"Aur dhoondh lo mauka!" Ishita taunted him.
"Tum khud ko to theek se cover karlo pehle.." he threw the chunni at her and ran out of the room.
She quickly adjusted her blouse..covered her back shyly with the chunni.. and headed towards the bathroom..
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