For Raman's Viewing Pleasure pt 2 updt pg 13 - back to 2014 ;)

Hi Guys, I just started watching YHM from Episode 1 about a month ago and I am currently at the Param tries to rape Ishita track. I know I am a few years behind but I am hooked onto this show and could not stop myself from writing little scenarios.

Index

Tender Raavan Kumar Part 1 & 2 - Pg 1

Ishita's Apology and Punishment Part 1 - Pg 3

Ishita's Apology and Punishment Part 2 & 3 - Pg 4

Ishita's Apology and Punishment Part 4 - Pg 5

A Woman Possessed - Pg 6

After Ashok's Bachelor Party Fiasco - Pg 7 (Super Long)

When Raman Tried to Force Himself on Ishita - Pg 8

Ishita Admires Raman - Pg 9

Hormonal Change - Pg 11 (Mini-Shot)

Exclusively for Raman's Viewing Pleasure - Pg 11

Exclusively for Raman's Viewing Pleasure Part 2 - Pg 13

SS 1: Tender Raavan Kumar

Setting: The night when Param tried to molest Ishita (in her green Ruhi dress) while Raman was out on his Mumbai business trip. The only difference would be that Raman is due to arrive that night itself.

"Ishita-jee samajhne ki koshish kijiye...

"GET OUT!

With that, Ishita pushed Param with all her might out of her Raman's bedroom and locked the door. She was traumatized beyond measure. After a few moments she willed herself to calm down using the very techniques she would advise her terrified patients to use. When it suddenly dawned upon her that her vey brother-in-law whom she had considered like her own brother had tried to force himself upon her, that too in her husband's bedroom, she broke down. Terrified was an understatement she was utterly shocked and could not stop herself from trembling or her rapidly breathing heart despite the techniques and deep breathes. She hugged her knees to her chest and rubbed her bare arms roughly trying to remove any remnants of that disgusting Param's touch.

What should she do? Who should she call? Raman? Akka? Should she go and wake Mummy-jee? Poor Ishita was at her wit's end when she heard the knob of her door behind her. Someone was trying to open the bedroom door. She stared at the shaking doorknob eyes wide in fear when suddenly her phone rang. She immediately got up and ran to the phone and felt the slightest sense of relief as she read Raman's name on the ID.

"Raman...Raman aap kahaan ho, sobbed Ishita into the receiver.

"Oye Jhansi KI... Raman was about to start his usual rowdy liners. When he heard that Ishita was obviously afraid and crying, his tone immediately softened.

"Ishita, kya huwa ro kyu rahi ho, main kamre ke bahr hu karma locked hai,

"Ramannn, Ishita could not say anything beyond that as tears flowed down her cheeks freely. She had never felt this relieved ever.

"Ishita, main yahin par hu, please pehle darwaaza kholo,

"Mmm, was all Ishita could muster as the lump in her throat did not allow her to continue.

She unlocked the door and literally fell into Raman's arms wailing. Raman was confused. It was 1am in the morning and here Ishita was still wearing the green dress from this morning and crying so uncontrollably. He quickly pulled Ishita who was still hugging him tightly with her head buried in his chest into the room and closed the door behind him. Letting his briefcase and coat fall onto the ground, he held Ishita's shoulders and pushed her gently to make her face him but she was not letting go and still continued crying. He gave up and brought his own arms around her in a bear hug, as he thought of all the possible reasons why Ishita was behaving like this. Finally Ishita's wails subsided to quiet sobs and Raman gently made her face him.

"Ishita, kya baat hai? asked Raman, holding Ishita's shoulders and bending his head to try and look into her downcast eyes.

Ishita's tears continued to flow down her cheeks as she silently shook her head indicating that she was not going to tell him.

Raman's forehead creased in worry, he could still feel Ishita trembling and it was definitely not because of the weather. Looking at her current state he understood that Ishita was in no mood to speak. She looked really worn out.

He gathered a trembling Ishita into his arms once more and said, "Chalo so jao. With that he hugged Ishita from the side and led her to the bed. He noticed that Ishita too was clutching his shirt really tightly and pressing her head against his shoulder, hiding half of her face into his chest as they walked.

Something was really wrong and Raman was getting really worried as the minutes passed.

He guided Ishita to lie down, removed her heels with his own hands and placed the blanket over her. As he was about to walk away to get his nightclothes, Ishita held his arm to stop him. He looked down and found two eyes full of unshed tears pleading him.

Please mat jao, Ishita whispered.

"Ishita main yahin par hu bas kapre badlane hai, Raman answered tenderly.

"Nahi please, Ishita begged again.

Okay relax, nahi jaa raha, Raman consoled her.

Ishita released Raman's arm and promptly clutched his shirt in its place as he took off his belt. Ishita continued to stare at him as if he would disappear if she looked away. Raman was the only thing that was making her feel safe, she needed the reassurance that he was here with her to feel safe. Raman had to go over Ishita to settle on his side of the bed since she did not seem ready to leave him anytime soon. Even as they both laid on the bed Ishita was clearly disturbed and her grip on Raman's shirt remained as tight as when she first grabbed it. Raman understood what she needed and moved closer to her till his head was on her pillow. He gently engulfed her hand which was holding on to his shirt like her life depended on it and willed her to release it. When she did, he brought his arm around her and allowed her to rest her head on his bicep while her arm hugged his waist and she buried her head in his chest.

"Ishita, main yahaan par hu kahin nahi jaane waala, darne ki koi baat nahi hai ab please so jao bhot thak gayi hogi, Raman whispered gently.

Ishita whose fears finally evaporated as she breathed in the scent of her Raavan Kumar, closed her eyes and almost immediately, the rise and fall of Raman's chest lulled her to sleep.

As for Raman, he looked down at Ishita's head that he was caressing and frowned, what has made her so afraid in her own bedroom? He noticed that she did not even remove her long earrings. Raman was having a really bad feeling. He faintly recalled feeling jittery and thought that it was his nervousness regarding the deal but nope this is it. Something was amiss and he needed to find out.

Raman was distracted from his thoughts when Ishita stirred and snuggled closer to him, burying her head further into his chest and she brought one of her bare legs out of the blanket over Raman's legs. The fairly decent below the knee length dress has ridden right up her legs and barely covered her thighs.

Despite his worries, Raman could not help admiring Ishita's rounded thighs and thinking "Jhansi Ki Rani to bari sexy nikli,

With his free hand, he lightly touched her bare thigh when suddenly guilt overcame him and he put his hand back underneath his head. No, he shouldn't be doing this while she is asleep. Maybe if she was awake and alert he would dare but not right now when his wife was finally asleep after an obviously disturbing night. Yet, as hard as he tried, he could not stop himself from looking at those nice smooth meaty thighs and think of all the things he would like to try with them. He reminded himself to let Ishita know of his current perverted act in between one of their nok jhoks so that he would not have to bear the guilt of secretly being a pervert towards his own wife. He chuckled at the irony of the situation. He is probably the first husband who feels guilty about admiring his own wife. But then again, he is also probably the first man who married a Madrasan Jhansi Ki Rani.

Raman snapped out of his fantasy when Ishita moved yet again to scratch her nose. While she did look more at peace than before, he still needed to know what had frightened Ishita to the point where she could not even leave him for a second.

I really love writing such Oneshots on couples like Raman Ishita since they have an incredible chemistry. I have just entered the YHM forum and went through as many Oneshots and Fanfics as I could and loved them. I hope you guys don't mind the trip back in time to 2014 😉

Hi Guys, thanks to all that read and liked and commented on my previous writing, here is Part 2 continuing from where I left off. Do let me know what you think and recommend me some of your own oneshots or short stories on Raman Ishita I would love to read them!

The next morning...

Ishita woke up to half of her cheek damp with saliva and felt her head rising and falling in a rhythmic fashion. When she opened her eyes and finally registered her surroundings she was dumbfounded. Here she was with literally half of her body on Raavan Kumar and why is her leg bare and thrown so high up across his waist?! She bet if anyone were to walk in, her underwear would be visible from the door. She was too scared to move, what if Raman woke up? She lifted her head ever so slightly and was horrified to find that Raavan Kumar's shirt was ruined with her make-up stains and saliva. What the hell happened why was she drooling on his chest?!

Then, as if on que, the events of the night played itself in her mind, including how Raman had taken care of her so gently, like she was a fragile doll. She smiled slightly at her memory, who knew Sir Raavan Kumar could give such tender loving care. But right now she had to get up and remove her entirely bare leg from Raman.

But even before she could move an inch Raman stirred and mumbled drowsily,Kya Madrasan, raat ko Karate kick ki position mein soti hai,

Ishita took the chance and sat up in one swift movement consciously pulling her dress as low as she could to fully cover her legs.

Raman saw this action of hers and taunted, "Ab kya faida, poori raat to yahi taakta raha, aur madam, jo andar aap ne pehna huwa tha wo bhi main ne dekh liya, ye to meri sharafat thi ke jitna ho saka main ne cover kiya lekin aap ne to jaise thaand li thi ke taang nangi kar ke hi sona hai.

"Aap bhi na, kuch bhi, was all an embarrassed Ishita could reply before Raman exclaimed once again touching the left side of his chest where Ishita had drooled the entire night "Lagta hai mere saath saath mere kapron se bhi dushmani hai Bandit Queen ko.

"Uff, kitna bolte ho aap, sorry na, dein main handwash kar deti hu,

"Oh madam, jitna make up aap thapti hain na apna mun ko chitta safed karne ke liye ye 10 hazaar dhulayi ke baad bhi na nikle,

"Theek hai phir nahi dhoti jo bhi karna hai karo,

As Ishita tried to get off the bed Raman noticed red and blue black marks on her arms like someone had squeezed them really hard. He grabbed her arm and Ishita fell back into a sitting position on the bed.

Kya hai? asked an irritated Ishita.

"Ye kis ne aap ko pakra? questioned Raman seriously.

"Aap ko kyu lagta hai ke kissi ke pakrne ki nishaan hai?! a surprised Ishita exclaimed.

"Main 3 bhen bhai ke saath bara huwa hu wo bhi itne se ghar main. kabaddi aur Punjabi wrestling humara roz ka kaam hai aur inhi Nishan humari shaan hoti thi. Ab apna barbar band kardo aur jo poocha hai wo batao, Raman snapped.

"Wo ye... Ishita hesitated while she was still deciding whether to tell Raman or not.

But before she could even decide she felt Raman pushing her hair away from her shoulder to reveal even more marks on her neck where Param might have grabbed her,Aur ye?! Ishita sach sach batao kal raat ko aisa kya huwa jo aap apne hi kamre mein darr rahi thi aur ye sab nishaan kaise aap ke badan pe? abhi se warning de raha hu ek bhi jhoot nikla na aap ke mun se, dekh lena, Raman ended off with a much-needed warning because he knew his wife had a shrewd brain and could come up with a very believable lie to hide whatever she wanted.

"Acha to ab ye mera bhi kamra hai... Ishita started in a failed attempt to divert the conversation and buy her more time to decide on whether she should reveal the events of the night to Raman or not.

"Chup, bakwas band karo aur jawab do jo main ne poocha hai, Raman cut her off firmly.

"Choriye bhot derr ho gayi hai Ruhi bhi uth gayi hongi. Bechari Mummy-jee na jaane kaise sambhal rahi hongi, Ishita quickly shrugged her hand from Raman's grip and literally grabbed the first sari she found and ran to the bathroom before Raman could interrogate her further.

This only increased Raman's worries and he decided to find out for himself because his nakchari wife did not seem like she was going to back down and tell him. He looked back down at his ruined shirt and chuckled softly thinking, Madrasan bari saaf sutri banti phirti hai mere hi upar poori raat apne mun ke paani ki barsaat barsaane lagi cheee gandi, still smiling slightly he unbuttoned and took off his shirt and waited for Ishita to enter the room. As soon as she entered, Raman threw the shirt right on Ishita's face and ordered, "Ab aap ko hi itna shouq hai meri raat ko seena chaantne ka to consequnces bhi jhelna phir. Theek se dhona isse, its my favourite shirt haa,as he swaggered past Ishita into the bathroom.

"Praandh, Muttal, Kitna kharus aadmi hai ye, no manners cheee, aur mujhe aap ka seena chaantne ka koi shouq nahi aap hi ki tarah karwa hoga called Ishita after Raman but she still could not help blushing when she thought of how the shirt got dirty in the first place.

Unfortunately, that memory came hand in hand with the memory of how Param tried to force himself on her in her own bedroom. She did not know how to face the family, or rather how to face him. She felt so angry, she wanted to strangle the life out of that man. Without thinking twice, she went right into Mummy-jee's room where Mummy-jee and Simi were watching a drama. She promptly switched off the tv and narrated the whole story to her mother-in-law and sister-in-law who basically told her to be quiet about it even after she emphasized on how he tried to rape her RAPE.

To say that she was disappointed would be an understatement. Heartbroken Ishita went about her day's duties. Little did she know that Raman was observing everything that was happening at home. The uncomfortable glances between Mummy-jee and Simi, Ishita's downcast eyes and unusually quiet behavior and even the intense looks Param was throwing at Ishita while she cooked in the kitchen and how his gazed lingered a little longer than necessary on Ishita's bare back, he was even checking out her butt! Raman was furious, he felt his heart boil as it dawned upon him that the cause of Ishita's fears and the marks on her body could have been Param's and what is his business staring at Ishita like he could see through her clothes. It took Raman all of his self-control not to punch Param there and then. He knew this was a sensitive matter and it needed to be dealt with rationally with proof. Unable to stand the fact that someone was looking dirtily at his wife right under his nose, Raman went and stood right in front of Ishita blocking Param's view. In his anger, he didn't even realise how weird it looked for him to be standing right in front of Ishita with just the kitchen counter between them.

"Kya? Kuch chahiye? asked Ishita.

"Nahi, Raman snapped, he did not trust himself to say anything further than that that would not sound threatening and angry.

Ishita was confused, what's up with this Raavan Kumar now, he is so angry and standing in front of me like this.

She just shook her head and tried to concentrate on her cooking when Param came over since his view was blocked by Raman for way too long, "Ishita-jee, ek glass paani to dee jiye na.

Before Ishita could reply, Raman switched off the stove, grabbed Ishita's hand and pushed her against her resistance into their bedroom where he slammed the door shut. Watching Raman's expression, Ishita knew this time Raman was seriously pissed about something and she knew better than to open her mouth unless she was being told to.

"Kal raat Param ne tumhare saath koi ulti seedhi harkat ki? Raman asked directly staring straight into Ishita's eyes.

"Huh a wide eyed surprised Ishita asked.

"Jawab do, Raman continued to stare into Ishita's eyes daring her to tell a lie or hide the truth.

Ishita looked down and and whispered a "Jee before fresh tears started flowing down her face in full force. Raman just stood there and watched Ishita cover her face with her palms and cry, his hands on his hips trying his best to control the anger that was further building up inside him. He recalled how much Ishita was trembling, he imagined how Param may have touched her and how much she must have struggled. His gaze fell on Ishita's arms again, on those marks that Param left on HIS wife. How dare he. For Ishita's sake, Raman calmed down, he needed to know to which extent Param went and how to expose him to his sister and mother.

Raman went back to his gentle self and calmly asked as he went a step closer to Ishita,Ishita, main aap ka pati hu, aap ki hifazat karna mera farz hai, batao mujhe kya kya huwa.

Hearing the simple words of reassurance from Raman was enough for Ishita to let everything off her chest. She told him everything from start till end not leaving any details out and not caring about how her voice was quivering as she cried. Finally when Ishita was finished all Raman did was gather a sobbing Ishita into his arms for a brief but firm hug and whispered,Usse main dekh lunga, into her hair before he left the room and walked straight up to Param and slapped him hard. Param fell onto the sofa due to the unexpected force and looked up at Raman feigning innocence.

"Bhai-sahb...

But Raman was in no mood to hear anything from him and grabbed his collar and made him stand,Tumhari himmat kaisi huwi Ishita ko chune ki, uss pe gandi nazar daalne ki, wo meri biwi hai, shouted Raman into Param's face before he punched him yet again. By then Mummy-jee and Simi too had came out of their rooms hearing Raman's shout.

"Bhai!, "Raman puttar! Simi and Mummy-jee screamed simultaneously in an attempt to stop Raman which he did.

Raman pushed Param back onto the sofa and left the house in seach of sufficient evidence to send Param to jail.

And from there the Raman-Sarika discussion happened and abit more maar peet in the Bhalla's house before Param was finally sent to jail.

Originally posted by: DikshaN

awesome update
loved how Raman was so caring towards ishu and he figured out the issue on his own
do continue soon