Sana pov
It's been 2 hours ,I am still sitting in the temple, my phone has lost its network and I don't know from whenI again checked the time it was around 8:30 pm, I need to inform Garima di somehow that I am safe She must be worrying about me and maybe Sidharth also
I was about to close my eyes in frustration when I heard the holy noise of temple's bell someone walked inside with trembling legs and this someone is my husband, sidharth . Why he's looking so devastated What had happened to him? His eyes had tears His right hand is bleeding. I was about to call his name but stopped as he started
speaking""bhagwan ji I am sorry,.......... ple. ase I can't lo se her. "
Never in my dreams I thought he would say something like that, "Meri shehnaaz" my heart did somersaults, a new feeling pinged in my heart I couldn't stopped myself and walked towards him He had been crying with his back towards me I placed my hand on his shoulder, he stopped crying and came out of his own palms in which he was hiding his face before.
"sidharth!"
I called his name and what he did next was not what I was expecting.
"she.. Hnaaz.." he said in his broken voice
and turned towards me and without wasting a second took me in his embrace, tightly, that even air couldn't pass between us.. He kissed side of my head and he kept kissing my head I reciprocated his hug and the time my hands touched his back he stopped kissing me and just rubbed his side face with mine side faceI rubbed his back to make him relax, but to whom I am fooling, it is me who needs to stay calm at this time as his closeness is making me feel weird things inside my stomach and maybe that thing we call butterflies
He left my waist and took my face in his big hands Now I could see his red eyes and wet face due to tears My heart clenched at the thought that my men just cried like a baby and I was not there to help him
This time I took his face in my small small hands and wiped his tears, while he was rubbing his thumb on my cheeks and was smiling constantly looking at my face.Once I was done wiping his tears I slowly took my hands away from his face but his hands were still placed on faced he leaned towards my face and kissed my forehead, he kissed same spot for at least 10 times His every kiss was evidence that he was worried for me
I can't believe that some days ago for this man I used to feel disgust for kissing a strange girl casually I used to be afraid of his touch and presence sometimes But now I could feel only secure, cared and may be loved, don't take me wrong, it's not gande wala love ha! It's you know na care wala love, friends wala love
"tumhe malum bhi hai mai kitna dar gya tha jab tum mil nahi rahi thi or jab Maine vo accident dekha or vo ladki uss paidh ke niche dabi huyi thi or uska muh bhi dupatte ke piche chupa tha, meri kuch der ke liye saase ruk gayi the iss dar se ki kahi tum vo ladki to nahi, mai bohot dar gya tha shehnaaz, tum mujhe kyu chodh kr gayi thi ha? Mujhe lag rha tha ki maa ki tarha kahi mai tumhe bhi na kho du, I can't loose you shehnaaz, I can't, I can't even imagine a second of my life without you! Do you understand? Tumhe samajh bhi aa rha hai? Tum kuch bol kyu nahi rahi ho? Huh? "Wind had stopped blowing, now only rain was there, a heavy rain with some thunder, little drops of rains were falling on us by getting hit on pillars his tone of voice was high, as he was trying to make me to hear properly, like he didn't wanted me to miss a single word which left his mouth
Creases on his forehead and tears in his eyes hurt me deep in my heart, I removed his hands from my face, he looked at me confused I slowly made his hands rest on my waist and encircled my arms around his neck and hugged him to my dear life Nobody had cared about me like this except naanu and Nani I can not be more great full to God for sending him in my life May be the starting of our relationship was not right but I am sure we both are going to make rest of our relationship right together"I am sorry sidharth, please mujhe maaf kardo, mujhe malum nahi tha ki situation aisi ho jayegi or mai yaha fass jaungi.. Or subha tumne itna gussa kiya ki mai hurt ho gayi"
I suddenly remembered his morning words, so I came out of the hug and pushed him a little, taking him by surprise with my sudden change in action I placed both of my hands on my waist and looked at him in anger
"subha tumne kya kaha tha mujhe huh? Ki mai kya hu? Cheap and disgusting! Right? To ab itna kya drama kar rahe ho? Han? Kyu meri parwah kar rahe ho jab mai tumhe cheap or disgusting lagti hu! Bolo! Hai koi jawab?"
Yes I am angry on him and needs answers, gusse me log sach hi bolte hai or isne bhi sach bola, agar itni hi buri lagti hu to parwah bhi kyu karta hai ye?
I raised my eyebrow as a gesture of questioning, he looked down at floor feeling guilty of his words, slowly he moved his hands towards his face and held his ears..
"i am sorry shehnaaz, maine jo bola vo sab
jhut tha mai bus tumhe hurt karna chahte tha kyuki tumne mujhe aise hi mazak karke hurt kar diya tha to maine vo sab bol diya and I know that I am the biggest idiot, tum chaho to thapadh bhi maar sakti ho mujhe mai bura nahi manuga, bas waha matt marna jaha tumne uss ladke ko mara tha jisne tumse kiss mangi thi, kyuki mai nahi chahta ki hamara vansh aage na badhe and I know tum bhi nahi chahogi ki hamare bache na ho"What the heck! Jis speed se ye bol rha tha mujhe laga apni galti pr embarrassed hai or ye idiot iss situation me hamare bacho ke bare me soch rha hai, how can he? Wait a second! Hamare bache! Yani ki mere or iske bache, pr bache paida karne ke liye to se shit!
I turned my face in opposite direction making him face my back, obviously yr how can I face him, he just said that we are going to have babies in future and for that we would have to do that thing chi shehnaaz, itni dur kyu ja rahi hai, oh my God ye kitna embarrassing hai! Mujhe kuch karna hoga I can't let him dominate me again! Han! Mai kar sakti hu!
I turned to face him and saw him smirking but soon he changed his expression in sad one as he saw me turning, smart ass!
"tum itni dur ki kyu soch rahe ho? Or tumhe kisne kaha ki hamare bache hoge bhi"
"nahiiiii!... Iska matlab tum mujhe waha marna chahti ho, matlab tumhe pata bhi hai kitna dard hota hai"
He had hidden himself behind a pillar by now and was screaming at me! Such a drama queen!
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