mayank placed his palm on nupur's forehead, "ap ki tabiyat tu thek hai na nupur?"
"nahi, aj ap uthne pe insisit nai kar rahi ho?", mayank started giggling and nupur made a face, "very funny, uth hi jate hain, ", she was about to get up when mayank pulled her back, and she fell again, "kia nupur, main tu mazak kar raha tha", he softy ruffled her hair, and nupur smiled, "waise aj hum bahir chaltey hain, ik do important kaam hain"
"welll firstly we have to renew ur ID card with married status. Nupur Mayank Sharma", nupur's heart skipped a beat, the name sounded so perfect, "phir we have to give an application for ur passport,", nupur raised her head, "passport kia karna hai?", mayank again increased his grip around her shoulders, pulling a bit more close, "honey moon pe nahi jana hai nupur?", the naughtiness in his voice made her so nervous, and her cheecks turned pink, "phir ap k liye cell phn lena hai, aur phir hum lunch bhi bahr hi karen gey"
"main ne tu socha tha k aj man lunch banao gi", she pouted and mayank chuckled,"awww..no problem, ap dinner bana lena, hum jaldi a jayen gey", nupur nodded and got up," chaliyen phir chaltey hain, nahi tu hum late ho jayen gey", she got up and rushed to the dressing "i knew she would get up in the next 10 minutes", he reached for his cell phn to check any msgs or calls.
Nupur returned, dressed in a pink shalwar suit and went to arrange breakfast, coming down stairs her eyes caught the landline phn, last night conversations crossed her mind again, she picked up the phn and dialed her home's number, the bell was ringing and she was feeling a strange nervousness, "hello", it was her mother, "maa", she uttered it in an almost broken voice
"nupur,kaisi ho beta,", then she said to her father, "arey suniye..dekhiye nupur ka phn aya hai", the excitement was so evident in her voice, and nupur's eyes brimmed with tears, "kaise ho nupur", her mother was again talking to her now,
"thek hon maa, tum kaisi ho?", her voice thankfully didn't convey the feelings of her heart, "main thek hon beta, tumahre bauji bhi yahen hain, lo baat kar lo,", nupur's tears flowed with more speed now, "nupur , hello, kaisi ho beta,", she could sense the guilt, regret and embarrassment in her father's voice and her heart pierced, no matter what, she loved her parents and seeing them like this was intolerable, "thek hon bauji, ap kaise ho?,", her jubilant voice relaxed her father, and the rest she talked to them normally, totally opposite her yesterday's behavior.
After hanging up the phn, she was waiting for mayank on the breakfast table, both of them were having breakfast quietly, bcz mayank was lost in the newspaper, "suniye", she said ,biting the corner of biscuit, "hmm", he was concentrating on the news of Egypt rebellions,"main ne maa bauji ko phn kiya abhi,"mayank raised his head "pata haii mujhe, main peche khara ho k sun raha tha", he normally answered and nupur was shocked, "kia?, ap .."
"haan", he winked at her, "very funny", she angrily started sipping her tea and mayank held her hand, "i am glad nupur that u understood what i was trying to explain u", nupur smiled with teary eyes, "chaliyen ab chalen.
They both went on the tour of the city, went to the passport office, and unconsciously nupur's cheeks were turning red, she read so many boards in the office, with passport written on it and the first thing which crossed her mind was honeymoon",making her blush lke anything
. They went for cell phn shopping, nupur wanted a touchscreen, but mayank insisted that she should irst get familair with key pad phones, nupur made a face but agreed,and mayank bought her a blackberry, they went for lunch and then roamed around the city and retuned at almost 10, "nupru ab dinner rehne do, kal bana lena", nupur again made a face, she really wanted to cook today, but then nupur asked the cook to arrange dinner.
After the dinner, when mayank entered the room after changing, he saw nupur totally engrossed in her cell phn, he knew that now she won't pay any attention to him, he smiled and took his laptop and went in the balcony. He started checking his e-mails and some pending designs After some time he heard her sweet voice..
"main beth jaon ap k pass?",
mayank rasied his head, and saw nupur dressed in a white nightgown, her hair were pretty wet, the water was making her sleeves stick to her body, flaunting her milky white arms and most of all her innocent look which always made mayank loose his senses, "ofcourse", nupur smiled and sat beside him on the swing, placing her head on his shoulder, playing with his shirt buttons, mayank sensed a strange intimacy this time, her touch was very love filled, he placed his laptop on the table beside, placing his arm around her waist, "kia baat hai, today my wife seems to be in a very romantic mood", he bended his head to see her face but she lowered it further, miayank held her hand which she was entangling with his shirt's buttons, and kissed it gently, shivers ran through nupur, "i love u nupur", nupur raised her head, eyes getting wet due to tears and she smiled shying, mayank outlined her jaw bone, she shivered under his touch,,"nupur i need to return u something", nupur raised her head seeing a naughty twinkle in his eyes, "the kiss u gave me in the morning, when u thought i was sleeping", nupur's cheeks turned red..in literal sense, she tried to move away but mayank hold was strong, he pushed away her hair and kissed her cheek, placing his lips on her cheek, a little longer required for a kiss,
after a while breaking the contact he saw nupur' slowly opening her eyes and her face turning very red, she wanted to look into his eyes but her shyness was not allowing it, mayank pulled her more close, "i love u nupur", he whispered in her ear and all the barriers and apprehension in nupur's heart broke.."i love u too", she closed her eyes , feeling how did she spoke, it all came involuntarily, she didn't think and she didn't even want to, he looked in his eyes and seeing such oozing love out of her eyes, he thougt nothing else then pressing his lips against hers'...a strange passion took over both of them
mayank moved a bit away, thinking may be he was to quick, but her closed eyes, lips curved in a smile and the strong grip over his collar proved him wrong, nupur sensed his grip turning strong and the next thing she realized she was picked up in his arms, heading to their room..leading to the final step of Weaving the Magic.