SS: "Love Starts After Marriage (Season-2)
Hey lovelies, hope u r all fine.
I'm damn good...
Now it's time to make you all happy for making me happy on my birthday which went two weeks back LOL... too late but still here is my return gift.
U all loved my first FF: LSAM (Season 1) ... so I hope you love this season too.
PART - 1 : Marriage in haste
RK's POV:
"Oh God! How I survived in this house...Nah, Correction, how I survived in this CIRCUS this long? Crazy family, Crazy parents, Crazy friends & I'm the only sane member in here. Why don't they all let me live in peace? At least for a minute? Am I asking for more? Just some peace. Gah! I cant even go to my room as I please. Like a loon i'm cribbing & phasing here in the lawn. But the fact is I really don't want to go to my room. Sure as hell I don't want. Of course it's my Suhaag Raat but what I m gonna do with a baby? Baby sit her? Or read bed time stories? She is not only a baby but an annoying infuriating errant kiddo & now she is my wife... God! I'm married to Madhubala Malik... well, now Madhubala Rishab Kundra. It's so hard to digest... but how all this happened so quickly in a blink? Ahhh... I don't want this... I don't want this responsibility... I'm so young too but not so young like her... but still all my friends are enjoying their life flirting & dating with young hot chics but here I'm married at twenty five yrs to an eighteen yrs hold baby brat. You deserve it Rk for dumping so many lovely girls who were crazy at you. Now no one will even turn at me because I'm f**king married. Well, I don't want to look at any other women too. I really don't want to cheat my Madhu." I am cribbing all this in my head & suddenly someone pulled back me to the earth by slapping on my shoulder.
"God! This day is getting better & better. Now I have to face my idiot moron friend Sultan" I groan inwardly.
"Wassup, Dude? Nervous?" Sultan asks me. I just glare at him.
"Chillax man. Just take it slow. Make it pleasurable & memorable to her as it would her first time unlike you." What the hell? even I'm a f**king virgin. But to save my image I just cook up stories & these fools really trusted me. I just flirt with girls, yeah well, that's quite a number which I couldn't remember so these fools believed that I laid my bed with all of them.
"Don't behave like a caveman by swinging on the chandelier & entering her abruptly... then she will never let you touch her again. So don't scare her, buddy" Sultan jokes.
"Did you finished with your pep talk on sex or you have more to add?" I ask him mockingly.
"Just chillax dude. I m just trying to help you as you have an alarming reputation when it comes to f**king women." He chuckles.
"No doubt he is the biggest fool in my friends group. Let him be so for all I care, why would I say the truth now & bring my highly set image down drastically? If I do then they will eat me alive with their teasing... Well, if I want to say my little secret to anyone then It will be my baby brat, my wife... oh no! It's so hard to think her like that. I know her right from the moment she was born & she know me well too. As we had grown together. She is my neighbor. My dad & her dad are the best of best buddies like us. We are too good friends. We never hold any secrets. I still remember the day... my most special day in my life... the day I took her in my arms the day she was born. She was so tiny, so soft & fragile. I fell in love with the baby as I was mesmerized with her beautiful eyes. She just opened her eyes once & our eyes locked. It was so captivating. I kissed her soft rosy cheek for the first time. I was just 7 years then but She was so perfect in my hands, warn & soft. I felt an uncontrollable urge to protect her, keep her safe by my side forever. I used to help her a lot & do anything & everything for her, hell, even I started saying lies to my parents & her parents to just help her from getting caught. She is a brat, a very rebellious adventurous girl I have ever met. (I chuckled at the thought). But I should agree the fact that She is one demanding & annoying girl too but only I can handle her not even her parents. Whatever troubles comes her way she will let me know first as she wants me to protect her... well she actually shares her troubles & its me who wants to protect her which she hates as she often tell me to let her fight her own battle. But she is an innocent sweet baby but brat & I'm her human shield & I f**king love being her savior, all the time. But every damn thing changed now. Our relationship has changed. It has a new name to it. we are man & wife. Could we be our old selves ever again? I know I love madhu as a friend & I hope she does too... but do we love each other as couples? I m not sure. I know even she didnt want to get married. It's all so soon. At least after years she would have agreed to marry me like I would because I f**king hate to see her with another guy. I often kick all the assholes who come behind her which she hates & even tell me that I m not her father & ask me to stop behaving like that. But now i'm her husband & I have all the f**king right to express my control on her & kick all the creeps who come behind her whacking their tails like a dog because I m officially entitle to do that as i'm now her husband. I love that sound. I guess I will cope up with the new revelation but will madhu too accept this sudden change of life? Will our married work out? I have read somewhere, 'Marriage in haste, repent in leisure' will it end before the bud even blossoms?
"Dude, back to earth. Now itself started dreaming huh?" Sultan cuts in again from my reverie.
"No, Dude. It's just i'm wondering how Madhu will take all this. Already we have seen the racket she had created when the marriage talk came & now we are married & I think all this will be too much for her to take in. she hasn't seen anything yet or enjoyed in her life... She is a f**king teenager... but now she is loaded with responsibilities."
"There you are making a mistake. She is not loaded with responsibilities, its actually YOU. We are taking about Madhu. M.A.D.H.U!! You have to suck up all her tantrums & tackle her to keep her & yourself happy" Sultan says matter of fact & roars with laughter. I couldn't argue on what he said because I know he is right. It's easy to handle a just born baby but not my Madhu. She is unique.
"Go upstairs, she is ready to soak you shirt with her tears" Sultan pats my shoulder in an encouraging way to face her. But I can't even imagine my Madhu in tears. It puts me off. I feel so hurt when she cries. I should console her & promise her that everything will be fine. I will do anything & everything to keep her happy & safe. With this resolution I head towards my room.
I enter our room, it's decorated as if in cinemas with rose petals on bed, aroma candles lit all over the room & a very dim light on. Who the hell have such a romantic taste in my family? Dad sucks in romance so I guess mom should have ordered Patil to make it perfect. Well, its looking great but i'm not in the mood to appreciate it as I spot my Madhu on the bed, hugging her knees & head bowed. I guess she is crying, its not clear though. Hmm... she has changed her cloths to casual night wears, this I expected as I know nothing streamy dreamy will happen between us. I walk slowly locking the door & stand by the bed side & gently whisper her name "Madhu" I m sure she didnt hear it as I couldn't hear my own voice. It's kitten soft. f**k! Be louder Rk!
"Madhu" I call her louder this time & it was all so quick, she looks up at me with her big doe eyes with tears streaming down & before I say anything, she jumps up from the bed & straddles on me, locking her legs on my waist & starts crying loudly near my ears, & I hold her securely in my arms. See, this is the madhu we are talking about. So immature & childish but its a relief that she behaves the way she used too. She didn't change in guess. She always hug me so tightly as if her dear life depends on it & crying loudly tearing my ear drum.
"It's okay, Baby. It's okay" I coo her softly & ruffle her hair.
"I don't want this Rishu" She cried soaking my shirt as Sultan said. "I never thought you like this. I can't accept you as my husband ever, you are my friend & that's all" she says still hugging me & not bothering to land her legs on the floor but just lock it behind my back. I must look like a kangaroo now carrying a baby kangaroo on its pouch. Her words hurt me deeply because she is not ready to accept this new relationship of ours. Even I felt the same as we never saw each other anything more than friends but I m trying to cope up with it... but she made it so clear that she cant accept me as her husband ever & that's because she doesn't love me enough to take me as her husband but what the hell we can do now? We are tied up in this messy relationship which will break the friendship we had too. I don't want to lose my baby brat.
"Madhu, Baby, calm down. I can understand you turmoil. But we are where we are now. We can't do anything now. We will work things out slowly. We will be the same old friends forever. Nothing has changed & nothing can be changed. I promise" I say sincerely.
"How can we be husband & wife? How can we share one room, one bed? It's all wrong" Now she is really being childish. Of course we have to stay in one room & share a bed. Wait? There is no such written rule. I can amend it.
"No, baby, I will never come into your personal space. I will give you whatever u wish. If you don't want then we don't have to... u can sleep on the bed... I will sleep on the couch. I will really go out & stay in the guest room but that will hurt both our parents, if not for real we should just pretend to be a happy couple. & don't worry, in two days we two will be moving out to our new flat where you can stay in one room & I in other. Everything will be normal in our life as before" I say calmly. She stares at me with her tear brimming eyes. I think she is taking in all what I said.
"Is that possible?" she asks with doubt edging.
"Yes, Baby" I smile assuring her.
"But I'm so young. you are too old for me" she muses. God! What I m going to do with her? She is making it really hard for me.
"I'm not too old. I'm just 25. its not my fault that you born 7 yrs later to that of mine. I agree you are so young. You just finished your 12th board exam & turned 18 a month back, you have a lot to enjoy in your youth life so do I... but we are here now & we can't do anything" I say in a pissed tone. She is talking as if I forced her into this marriage? Hell I was also forced as much as she was.
I was happily running our business in Singapore, well, I was not initially happy taking over my dad's business but yet again I was forced & being their only loving son I was bound to satisfy their wishes, god damn wishes. But soon I adapted to that life style & I was doing good with handling the business successfully for the past two years. I really missed Madhu when I was away from her but I was forced to run Singapore company than the other group of companies we have here. Well, back to the story, two weeks back I was suddenly called by my father ordering me to return to India & he didnt even tell me the reason. I rushed home two days later from the phone call. It was Malik uncle, Madhu's dad, he was really sick. He faced a severe heart attack for the second time. I was so worried for Padmini aunty & Madhu. they were so upset & I don't even know what to say to appease their pain. Doctor suggested they could go for an open heart surgery to save him & we all could see the hope in saving him. And there my dad drops a bomb. He went to see Malik uncle in ICU & they had a talk & when he came out he declared I & madhu were getting married in two weeks time. I was shocked would be an understatement.
"What?" I & madhu squealed in unison.
"Madhu, your dad wants to see you" My Dad, Mohan told her calmly. Without a word she barged into the ICU to talk to her father. I hoped she would convince him as I knew he was the one who made this demand.
"Dad, What the..? how could you say such nonsense? Madhu & me? God! This is all wrong" did i say 'its all wrong?'... I m surprised I said the same word to dad which madhu said to me a moment back. Why I felt we getting married wrong then but not now? Is it because we cann't change anything now so we have to accept it & easing myslef saying its all right? Hell I m confused between whats right & what's wrong?
"Rishab, listen to me. U know my friend is more important to me than anything. This is his wish. He wants to see his daughter married to you, because then only he will get peace that his daughter is in safe hands"
"Dad I can understand all that. But nothing will happen to Malik uncle. We all jut now assured by the doctor, that he has high possibility to recover completely & won't have any problem for the next 20 yrs minimum. Then why worry unnecessarily & mess up things when everything is going good?"
"Malik is worried he might not survive in the open heart surgery... he wants his daughter get married to u before his surgery. He told me about his wish & I gave my word to my friend. You know what my word means to me so don't disappoint me Rishab"
"Dad... I... Madhu is so young. At least think about her if not me."
"Rishab, you convince your friend"
"Dad, are you gone crazy? She is my friend"
"Rishu, Malik wants to see you" Padmini aunty interrupts our conversation. I just nod my head.
When I entered the room I saw Madhu sitting on the chair beside the bed holding her father's hand.
"Uncle, How are you?"
"Rishab, will you look after my daughter? Will you keep her happy" I remained silent. But he answered his own question. "I know you will. You will take care of my baby girl" he smiled in relief.
"Now I can happily breath my last"
"Papa, please" Madhu sobs, her lips trembling as she couldn't utter a word further.
"Uncle, don't worry you will be fine. You will live long & you will see Madhu getting married when the right time comes. Now she is so young, please don't do this." I tried to reason him but he was stubborn & I couldn't press more as I was worried that will affect his health... after going on & on about this issue with my parents, I finally gave in & somehow Padmini aunty convinced or threatened madhu to this marriage & I know she did it to safe her dad & I did it to save him too, also to keep up with my dad's word, to keep my family & madhu's family happy... & that's how we got married two weeks later, that is today, few hours back with the blessing of our family & friends.
"Papa will be fine right?" Madhu asks in a mere whisper near my ears & rest her head on my shoulders. I m still holding her & she is still clinging to me. I wonder whether she will get down or not.
"He will." I assure her. Man! He have to get well Or else all these marriage hungama will go waste.
"Will you get down" I ask her. I know she is all cried out & calm now.
"Nope! What you will do?" she challenge me. I will show her what I can do.
I walk straight to the balcony & stand close to the railing so that madhu's body is almost outside the railing, & I say in a humorous tone "if you loosen your arms around my neck & flips back then you will fall down screaming from fifth floor & you will f**king hell die & I will be put out of my misery."
"You are bad, Rishu"
"I never claimed I'm a good gentle man, Sweetheart." I smirk at her. She hits me on my shoulder with one hand & suddenly she loses grip & falls back.
"f**k!" I pull her hard toward me & I land on floor losing my balance with madhu on top of me, her face buries on my neck, her hair fanning on my face, hmm... it smells so good, so soft & so silky.
She is breathing hard. I guess she got scared. But baby, I will never let you fall. You are so precious to me. She slowly raises her head & looks at me with fear in eyes but a smile playing on her lips. I love to see her smiling.
"Thanks" she whispers.
"will you get off of me?" I ask.
"Nope" she says & sits up on me... her butt bouncing on my...um...er... God! She is so frustrating at on level & so adorable at other level.
"At least sit on my stomach. You are out of the boundary" I tell her openly if she didn't realize where she has placed her delectable butt. Realization dawn. She shrieks & runs to the bathroom to hide herself from the embarrassment. I chuckle at her childish antics. She will never grow up & i never want her to grow up. I love her unadulterated innocence.
"Baby, come out" I call her. How long she will coop up in bathroom?
"Nope" she replies.
"Why? What you are doing? Planning to sleep in? I told I will give you bed & I will sleep on couch so don't worry, come out"
"Nope" she is being stubborn as ever.
"Yeah I wanna pee" I blurt it out. She always expect me to spell it out loud as she is high rated dumb little girl. I love her dumbness too. Oh Rk! Stop saying 'love' word for every single thing.
"Okay" she mutters & came out looking down at her feet. Shy madhu is something to be hold. I have never seen her shying away. She is changing after marriage I guess... hope she tries to change her mind set & helps to make this relationship work. But I m not gonna push her. She can take all her time. I will give her that. She will surely accept me & our new relationship whole heartedly.
Before I get into the washroom she stops me. What now?
"Rishu" she still didnt meet my eyes but I could sense worry in her voice.
"Yes, madhu" I tip her chin up to make her meet my eyes so I can read whats going in her head.
"I want to study, I want to work, I have so many dreams... I... all this has happened so suddenly... I m so confused..."
"I can understand baby" I say & kiss her forehead.
"sorry for what I said earlier but I don't really think I can see you as my husband or be a dutiful wife to u. I'm sure I'll disappoint you but I'm thankful to you for agreeing to satisfy my dad's wish. But on his operation gets over & once he get well, we can part our ways" she says so coolly. How easy is that? As much as I love her childishness I hate her immaturity & her insensible talks. She never thinks before she talk. Does she have any idea that her words are piercing my heart? We didn't start our life but she wants to end it? She don't even want to try it? Hell I m ready to give it a try then why she is backing down without even putting a fight.
"You wanna give your dad a heart break? Do you think he will survive if we part away? He asked me to look after you & he handed me the more precious possession of his life to me that's because he trusts me. I'm not going to break his trust." I say in anger but I didn't shout at her. I can never be rude to her.
"I' m sorry. I didnt think about that." she says in a contrite voice & hugs me.
"Stop crying madhu. How many times you expect me to say that I wont invade in your territory. You can enjoy your life as you please. I will stay out of it. But only when you need me or when I know you are in trouble I will step in to save you, for doing that I don't have to be your husband, your old friend Rishu will do that. You should help me, I can't alone keep this relationship intact." I don't know what else I can say or what else I can do to make sure to her that nothing has changed. She simply nods her head, I didn't ever know its an affirmation or negation.
"I want to go to college" she says still burying her head on my chest. Will this girl let me pee? My bladder is bursting.
"You will. I have already applied for all the famous colleges in Delhi" the moment she gave her final school board exam I started collecting application for her college education.
"I want to study in your college. Did you get application in that college, Rishu? I heard boys in that college are so handsome like you" she says softly & I know she is smiling thinking how pleasurable it will be to eye f**k other men. I shut my eyes & take deep breathe calming myself not to scream at her for saying that to me, ME? Her husband? For f**k's sake. But I console my little heart saying that she said 'handsome like me'... so she thinks I m handsome. Of course I'm hell handsome. That even I can't deny. If I flash my trade mark dimple wala smile then all girl will be puddle under my feet.
"I have got application in that college too"
"Good" she smiles & I can't help but smile back.
"Rishu?" what now? What's wrong with this girl? ah..yeah... she is not only my baby brat anymore but also my nagging wife. So she is entitled to eat my brain.
"What baby" I manage to sound sweet.
"Um..." she hesitates. I wait for her to drop a bomb.
"I don't want anyone to know I'm married when I go to college" oh! Why? Is she planning to hide her marital status & have fun with flirting with boys? & suddenly I got a gory thought... is she planning to fall in love with any of her college f**ker?? will she ask me for a divorce?? No, Good god no! It should not come to that point. Well, I trust my madhu, she won't hurt me.
"Why?" I ask hiding my horrible fear.
"It's just I want to enjoy my college life. If they knew I'm married & they will treat me differently, they might ever rule me out of their group, please try to understand I'm still in my teenage so I want to have fun" she reasons.
"As long as you know your limit you can hide our relationship." If she thinks of dumping me for any other f**ker, I will just kill him first & get back what's mine. My Madhu. Mine forever.
"Limit? I didn't get you" she asks quizzically. You are so naive baby.
"Will you let me use the washroom?" I ask finally having enough of her nonsense. If it's not my baby brat then I wouldn't have hold this much of patience. She nods.
I walk in & shut the door & rest my back on it, closing my eyes I process what all we talked now. Am I going soft on her? Is she taking me for granted? Rk stops this! Just shut your thoughts, go pee & place you bed on the couch & sleep.
When I return back, she is lying on bed deep in thought. What is going in her head? I wonder. I went near her & sit on bed & take her in mine.
"Don't over think things & stress yourself Madhu." I say. She nods. I know she is not daring to say a word or else she will again burst to tears. Is it so hard for her to live with me?
"Good night, baby" I kiss her forehead.
"Rishu?" she holds my hand stopping me from going away from her.
"what?" I ask.
"I want us to play" she says shyly. Why she is blushing? & what the hell she wants us to play? Did I heard it wrongly?
"What?" I ask again.
"I want to play with you" she repeats. So I heard it right! She really wants to play. But why this sudden change of heart? Is she ready to do it as she don't want her hot suhaag raat dream to go waste? Am I getting lucky? Hmm... possible... my brat is getting naughty. I like it.
"Okay" I whisper huskily.
"Hayeee" she squeals in excitement & hugs me.
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Edited by madhurish - 8 years ago