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Chapter 11
Why did he have this impact on her? She was
constantly on edge around him, felt her heartbeat pulsate and her words
unattainable in his presence. When proximity between them was prominent it was
too much for her yet now that he had left she was disappointed. So she desired
his intimacy after all? God what was wrong with her she thought as she looked
towards the door he had closed behind him and then that tray of food he had
just eaten from.
...
12:30pm and the publicity stunt in the name
of ASR's come back party had come
to an end, ASR himself least
enjoyed it hence the early closure.
If it was up to him there would have been no such event but being the
man he was he had to keep in public eye from time to time. Unfastening the first button of his
collared black blazer ASR walking
into the room doesn't give a second thought to Khushi. The lights in the
room dimmed as per always at this time of the night he happens to catch sight
of Khushi unexpectedly awake but scurries away into the washroom as soon as he
enters the room. If ASR's eyes had
not faulted him, Khushi was up to
something, something he had an inkling of yet couldn't be sure about. "Khushi..."
Watching an unsure, timid Khushi walk out
of the washroom after a slight pause and click of the washroom door dressed in
his whit shirt. A ittle surprised
yet impressed he took note of the way Khushi looked a little apprehensive like she was about to be
punished for some wrong doing of course it was nothing of the sort. He was
impressed more than anything, maybe they wouldn't have to start all over again
after all. Those initial nights introducing Khushi to physical pleasure may
have not gone futile after all.
Being very observant of her ASR liked the way she had acted upon his
words so appropriately, she took his words literally something that he didn't
expect yet was pleased with and putt her in his good books from this very moment. It gave him authoritative feeling
something his character flourished in. Feeling himself temped by her nervous
yet attractive figure ASR's mind indulged in what it was to love Khushi...the
inexperience, the innocence the fact that he was her first, the first to touch her the first too
kiss her the first to see beneath her virtue she gave him a sense of regard and
ownership no other woman ever had done. The fact that he managed to dominate
others was another matter but Khushi was different she obliged willingly and
not for a moment did it feel
wrong.
Just the way she stood before him so
innocent, hesitant yet she gave off aura of anticipation which aroused ASR. He
hadn't indulged in any intimacy for weeks nor had she for that matter, he would
enjoy playing tutor to her once again and there was much for her her to still learn. Feeling his mind gray with seductive
thoughts of how pleasing this scenario would be his eyes trail down Khushi's
figure. Her perfectly in shape slim posture beneath that shirt, the first few buttons of it a stray giving him slight view of her
chest, she had no bra underneath , her nipples visible through the material, something ASR had
asked for in the first few nights, and she had remembered. Impressed yet again
at how apparent to detail she was from their last set of sessions she was doing
well so far. ASR was a man
with an strong need for female
company and for far too long was he restrained from his sexual needs which
meant he was going to enjoy this more.
Feeling his eyes on her with such intensity, it was as if he was undressing her
with his them yet there was much more going on in his mind then that she sensed
but couldn't make out. This is what he expected of her wasn't? it felt like such a long time ago now,
those first few nights very much filled with his instructions and her attempt
to abide my them , experiences unknown to her yet thrilling and enjoyable, at
the same time testing for someone of her Khushi's character. Trying to mentally see if she could
remember any of it Khushi's thoughts become a little disarrayed
as he steps closer. His footsteps profound, she flinches a little at his
closeness but she seemed to remember what came next.
Her eyes a scattering under his close
watch, fixate on his formal black shoes as he steps closer for a moment and
then into oblivion. She dared not
look into his eyes, it was a confidence thing more than anything else. It was
either him that would make the first move or her and the silence meant it was going to be her thinking
back to their previous nights she recalled what came next and put her slightly unsteady hands to the body of his blazer slowly
starting to unfasten each of those buttons of his blazer.
Looking down at his
innocent wife who was trying her level best, by all means there would be a lot
of work to do before Khushi could classify as experienced in the intimacy
department yet a part of him liked the innocence.
As Khushi continued to slowly unhook his
blazer button by button ASR could see the stir of anxiety in her and himself
being that little more impatient to bed his young wife. Continuing her task
with the upmost caution under his watch Khushi faces her first adversity of the
night. Unable to unfasten one of the buttons of his blazer, seeing her struggle
he intervenes his words of a masterful yet calm nature. Unfastening the last button or so
himself
"Seen
as its our first night after some time I will give you the benefit of the
doubt.." Khushis eyes
which darted to and from him seemed wary of his reaction to this incompetence
something he was aware of too. She caught a glimpse of him throwing his blazer
to the side and seconds later she felt his lips take to her neck line just
beneath her right ear, his lips slowly
hovering up to her ear to whisper words that left Khushi motionless yet there was something very
reassuring as well as sensuous about his words , "Aaj ki raat tumari har galti maaf Khushi, Don't
worry I wont be too demanding of you.."
A man true to his words, Khushi feeling his
hold on her sweep her off her feet, he put her down on the bed and as promised
forgiving her inexperience , undressing her from the shirt he kissed her milky
skin with gentle warmth and tugged gently at her petite underwear to unveil her
most intimate of assets.. Just seeing her unclothed before him took him to a
state of no return. Having been restrained
from this pleasure for so long ASR who was now ready to indulge undressed what
remained of his own attire, that unbuckling of his trousers..and rustle of clothes
a familiar sound to Khushi who lay nervous yet in anticipation of re-living his
intimacy. It wasn't long before he was with her again, kissing, caressing the moulds of her
body to relax her nerves and it worked. Feeling him at her entrance and his
posture proximate over her so his lips would meet hers Khushi couldn't help but close her eyes,
her hands circling his back
as a sign that she was she was ready.
Kissing caressing and indulging in his wife in a way that in sighted arousal
within her. Feeling her melt to
his touch and loose her anxiety with
apt he pleased himself and her. Although
he wished to entertain himself till the long hours of the morning he had
promised not to demand too much of Khushi and he stood by his words. The love
he made to her was no doubt in aid of satisfying his needs that had been much
neglected over the last few days but it was also true that subconsciously it
was a tender delicate sort of intimacy, keeping in mind Khushis level of tolerance at each stage. For ASR the pleasure of a sexual
encounter which in turn gave him a sense of fulfillment of being back to his
normal self. For Khushi rare moments of feeling esteemed, attractive and loved.
..
Morning rays of sunshine take into the room
and ASR who is disturbed from his sleep by the sunrays turns to see Khushi in his arms and by default thinks of
the night before. She looked so peaceful sleeping and even more so innocent. A
feeling of content within him upon seeing her he didn't know why but he felt
relaxed around her maybe it was her nave nature that reminded him of the good
in this world for he was used to a very different world to hers.
Moving her away gently as not to wake her,
ASR slowly takes Khushi's hand
from upon him and her head from the crux of his neck . He didn't wake her but
as he moved her noticed the way her face creased a little, wondering if she was
in pain after their night together he recalled in his mind the last occasion on
which she had refrained from telling him that she was hurt. She put up with it
without expressing her feelings that time and although he was very gentle with
her even more than their first few nights ASR wondered whether this was yet
again the case. She didn't seem in pain or comfortable not that he remembered
anyway yet it was easy to loose track when overcome by desire especially as he was used to much more
excessive forms of intimacy. Moving his hand under Khushis side of the bedding,
ASR gently brushes his finger tips..against Khushi's most intimate zones which
reassures him that she was indeed in no pain. Their was no blood, in fact she
was of an warm aroused state which he couldn't deny put ideas into his mind for
a moment, but not only did have
things to do Khushi looked too peaceful and gracious to disturb.
...
Sometime later in the morning, Khushi opens
her eyes a little later than usual, hearing his voice behind the poolside divide
Khushi thinks of their night together and blushes uncontrollably at her state, bare
beneath the bed sheets and how she had so willingly engaged and enjoyed his
ways. Even though she was embarrassed about it a part of her had a warm, happy
feeling fill her. The content that
her husband who she had such vivid feelings for was giving her his attention
and time. Managing to walk to the washroom unnoticed as ASR is out on the
poolside having a conversation over his Bluetooth, Khushi had an easy escape
from any potentially awkward
situations.
...
Having missed breakfast, Khushi walks down into Raizada dinning
area to find Anjali having a late breakfast probably after retuning from her
trip to the mandir and strangely Aman who had just picked up an apple casually
from the breakfast table. By the sounds of it and Amans attire ASR and Aman had
planned a game of golf hence his early morning visit to RM. Having noticed Khushi Aman was quick to wish her good morning
and comment on last nights events too.
"Good
morning khushi ji you must be starving, wicked witch of the west making you go
hungry and all that." Although it was a tad on the funny side, Khushi didn't really get
the joke but knew it was something sarcastic and Anjali was just a little surprised yet a little disapproving at the same time.
Smiling in response to his good morning Khushi
goes on to explain that she did eat last night . "Nahin woh di ne khana bheja tha" ("Actually di did send me some food
up") Anjali of course having done no such thing looks a little confused
"Nahin
toh ham ne toh nahin behja.."
There was only one other person that seemed
to know of that incident other than the three of them and it was ASR, Aman already
having put two and two together clears his throat perfectly in time with ASR's appearance,
all eyes then going towards ASR who was walking down the stairs in his golfing attire.
Khushi a little embarrassed as per their time together last night and now even
more taken back after realizing that he was the one that had that meal for her
last night gets a little out of place at his presence. Not that this was
noticed by anyone Aman and ASR went off out of the house and Anjali went back
to her breakfast. God she couldn't stop thinking about him even at the
breakfast table, but now he was gone she could probably at least try to take
her mind off him and in an attempt
to she was going to attend a social event organized by other students in her
business class. A casual get together, not that she particularly got on with
anyone in her class but it wouldn't do any harm to get to know some of them.
...
On the other hand at a golf course of ASR's
choice Aman and ASR are in the middle of a game when a member of staff on the
golf course approaches, handing ASR a white envelope the handwriting familiar.
As Aman continues the game..ASR pauses to open up the envelope inked in a royal
blue to uncover a card with just two words. "Thank you" but he knew
of that handwriting it was from Laavanya,
the on the card reading
Mehta fashion label confirmed so. She had got the job and this was her
way of thanking him. Unexpected indeed yet as ASR but the card into the back
pocket of his trousers and prepared to resume his game there was a rewarding
feeling knowing he had helped someone.
..
Late afternoon as Khushis meal and get
together comes to an end, she had a great time getting to know her fellow
classmates, they were not at all indifferent as she had first assumed, quite
the contrary she took a shine to them. Just as she leaves college one of her class
mates stops her asking for help with a certain accountancy method that he
seemed to get wrong repeatedly. Khushi in the name of good will agreed to help.
He wasn't a person of bad intentions that she was aware of and helping someone
was always a good thing, stopping
at a near by caf for a few minutes, Khushi takes out some time to help
her fellow class mate and they sit down together to work through the
problem. How contradictory it all was, just a few
days ago she was the one that required the academic help from her husband yet
here she was helping someone else.
At a distance outside the caf on the
roadside, A Raizada car driving past slows down and dadi who was being driven
to the temple by Mohan winds down her window after spotting Khushi in the
coffee shop, that too with another male.
...
As Khushi returns home a little later, innocent per own self,
she is faced by the likes of Dadi and Anjali as soon as she walks into the
lounge.
Whilst Anjali seemed to be her usual, calm
understanding self as ever willing
to hear all sides of the story, Dadi was the total opposite. Dadi had seen
Khushi in the company of another man and had jumped to an unreasonable conclusion.
Anjali not for a second believed what
dadi had to say yet she wasn't really in the position to tell Dadi what
to think and what not to.
A stunned silence in the lounge, Khushi
could sense that there was something wrong, never had Dadi seen eye to eye with
her but Anjali she was never this way.
Anjali simply asked Khushi one question
very sure that her explanation was going to Dadis claims and doubt to rest.
Khushi saw a very tense look grow in Anjalis eyes, a little despair even like
what ever she was going to ask her the answer would be imperative. "Khushiji aap ..appne class mates ke saath
bahar thi naa?" (Khushiji you we're in the company of your
classmates weren't you. )Unsure of why she was asking her this when Khushi had informed her before leaving the house
Khushi with the upmost ease answers with a yes but is brutally attacked by dadis
words who label Khushi a liar, giving her no time at all to explain herself.
"Jhoot
..hamne khudh dekha tha aapko.. coffee shop mein kisi..gher mard ke saath"
("You're lying I saw with my own eyes in that coffee shop with that boy") After of
few seconds of taking in what was going on..Khushi felt her heart sink at what
dadi was implying. Hurt immensely by the distrust and defamation Khushi felt her eyes cup in tears and her heart cry out to be heard.
Was this really happening.? Whilst
Anjali fought Khushis corner and
was sure it was a misunderstanding Dadi gave her no chance to speak for
herself, her words harsh forcing Khushi
to drop all guard. No one had ever accused her of such a
thing, she wouldn't even dream of something like that, unable to speak up whilst Anjali continued to reason with Dadi
Khushi could only get away from the scene as quick as her body would allow her
for it was all to much for her. Her
tears now gushing down her face, why was dadi being this way with her, she had
done nothing wrong.
Anjali had not let this matter get ASR and
neither did she want It too get to that stage but it was too late, unaware of
his presence in their room Khushi running upstairs in a flood of emotions just
needs somewhere to get to terms with what was going on.
..
Within the bedroom ASR who was back from
his game of golf some time ago, had
taken various business calls, showered and was just adjusting his appearance
after a quick change into a shirt and fresh knitwear circles his head through grey shade of knitwear
over his shirt and adjusts it around his figure. Only when hearing a silent sob
in the background behind him does he realize there was someone else in the room
too. Turning around to see Khushi crying behind him as if trying to approach
him but too upset to speak, his expression turns inquisitive, what was wrong
with her?, tears making her way down her face, she looked mortified.
"Kya
hua Khushi.. whats the matter, tum roh kyun rahin ho.??speak up!! (whats wrong Khushi
why are you crying? ) "answer me for god
sakes and stop crying!!" She looked up at him as if to ask for comfort and
understanding, for him to help yet she wouldn't tell him what was wrong, how
was he supposed to help. His heart took to a very unfamiliar feeling, a
combination of helplessness and distress on seeing her this way.
She stood before him, innocently crying her
heart out, unable to string
together any words yet she didn't need to say anything for Dadis voice could be heard from the ground
floor of the house which explained enough. His expression taking to a very
serious yet controlled state, he looks towards Khushi demanding she follow him.
Walking into the lounge where dadi and
Anjali were still debating the state of affairs however stop at the sight of
Arnav followed by Khushi at a
distance who is still in tears. "
Can somebody please tell me what is going
on?!"
"Yeh aap apni patni se phuchyey Arnav.. Puchye ise ke
woh ek gher mard ke saath coffee shop mein kya kar rahin thi." (you should be asking your wife that
question Arnav, ask her what she was doing with that boy in the coffee shop.)
ASR didn't really have much respect for his
dadi, and this was just why, there was a very thin line between ASR's level of
tolerance and anger and Dadi was overstepping the mark. He didn't expect anything more from her, she had always
been this way from the day one so instead of being shocked at Dadis accusation
he was going to deal with this with sophistication. Addressing Khushi who was
stood behind his posture, almost in his shadow out fear of what was going on, without
taking his eyes off Dadi is voice a firm instruction for Khushi to return to
their room. "Khushi, upar jaaon"
Khushi in no state to think, was unsure
what this meant for her yet she
did as was asked of her and left. Waiting for her reach the top of the stairs
and close the door behind her ASR didn't want Khushi to upset herself anymore.
Walking towards Dadis his steps very defined and expression and eyes of a very
cold fashion, his words as ever were very view yet apt non the less. "What
Khushi does is non of your concern nahin aapko koi hak hai use kuch poochne
ka.." (nor have you the right to ask her anything. ) Starting off with in a
rational state of mind Anjali who was stood at a distance knew her brother
well, it wasn't long before anger would spark and Dadi continued to add fuel to
the fire. "Woh is ghar ki bahu hai Arnav,
Raizada khaandan ki bahu hai..woh kisi
gher mard ke saath.. aur aap.. (She is the daughter In law of this family Arnav, she was
with someone else but you.. )
He didn't want to hear it, interrupting dadi
with a very distinctive roar. "ENOUGH!!
woh Khushi kumari Gupta Singh Arnav Singh Raizada hai..you are not just insulting
Khushi you are also insulting me aur yeh mein kisi had tak bardaash nahin
karunga!!."
His response had shun all corners of the
house, their was just silence in
the room before he spoke again
this time his words of a more controlled silent sort. "Aap jaa sakti hai" (Leave! )
Anjali watching the situation escalade into
something so big didn't know how to reason with this. Dadi as ever arrogant of
her position in the house agrues. "Aap apni dadi ko ghar se bahar nikalenge ..Arnav??!" (You
are going to throw your dadi out of the house!?) "Nikal chukka hoon" .. ("I already have.")
Whilst the two were seemed to be adamant Anjali
had heard enough, unable to see her loved ones fight this way she had no
strength to see or be apart of anymore more of this, delicate per her character
upset seeing such upheaval she pleads to her brother in silent tears and a
facial gesture as not to take such an action. "Chote.." seeing her sister that way, in tears was the one
thing that ASR could not oversee. For her and only her did he go back on his
words that too unwillingly but he
wasn't finished with dadi making
sure she knew where she stood with him.
"Di ke
kehne par aapko chor raha hoon, agar aapne Khushi ko phir se hurt karne ki
koshish ki ya use ke paas bhi nazar aayey toh mujse bura koi nahin hoga." ("I'm letting you off this time on the
account of di but if you try to hurt Khushi again, If you as much as go
anywhere near her dadi I will not be responsible for my actions.")
Walking past dadi, and towards Anjali for a
moment ASR's eyes soften a little for his sister asking her not to take the
situation to heart and Anjalis eyes very much grateful for ASR's change of
decision mixed with an admiration for the faith he seemed to have in Khushi.
...
Next
chapter/ chapters
As Arnav straightens the cushion at the
recliner ready to take a seat with his paper work he finds a piece of paper
folded in four under the pillow.
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