Under the King's GAZE || MaNan

5

Vo mere pati ladte hain.

Vo mere pati ladte hain.

I couldn't gulp this statement and colours ran out of my face. She--she is married? I have been crazy for a married woman? A woman who is already under another man? NO no this can't happen. This is not possible. Mrityunjay has never shared what's his with someone else. What's his is his and always his and this woman has filled his pride with greed and desire for her. But how can it be-- as per dhanush, Salaan is the only man here and he is definitely not of an age who could marry such a young budding girl. Damn she is so small- she must have entered her youth a year back.

“Umm-- umr kya batai tumne??”

She panicked and read her body language in a glance. “Sahab--tees ki hone wali hoon--”

The holy fuck--she and thirty. How the fuck did she even try to mess with me. She lied?? That to me? I hate bloody liars and she needs a lesson. Woman adore their age minimizing it as much as possible in conversation and here this stupid girl was barely 19, is calling herself to be 30. 

“Kya baat---

I was in a middle of a shout when dhanush suddenly barged in and whispered in my ears. 

“Hukkum shayad humare moholle me hone ki khabar phael (leak) gayi hai. Jaldi kariye hukkum.”

I glared at her as she didn't leave any stone unturned in order to defy me and my anger. 

“Ye le! Aur kal hissab bhijwa dena.” I gave her a bag full of gold coins and she without opening accepted it thinking it must be copper paise coins. 

“Dhyaan rakh aur kuch kapde khareed apne liye.” I angrily glared at her, eying at her bare waist and corner of her right breast. She again pouted and ---. Did she really blush?? Fucking sin she did blush. 

As I left her house, giving another glance at her--i couldn't stop staring at her. There was something in her, something so strong that all I wanted to see was her nervous and scared face, fidgeting fingers and her plumpy shivering lips. Did my glare really frightened you, my beloved? Don't fear me, rather I should be the one who should fear. Fear from your splendid spells. 

As soon as I came outside, Dhanush took me near the river where we had our horses tied. We decided to spend the night in the forest. I absolutely cherished rameshawaram’s natural bounties and the forest was a dangerous beauty just like her. I had my cottage in the forest that is unknown to the kingdom. The 5 km boundaries around the cottage is declared as my territory and is guarded by my army to forbid any locals inside. 

Soon we reached there and Dhanush asked me about my frown and restlessness. I was indeed gloomy. I was sad and something inside me changed. My woman was under another man. 

“Mere maalik, apne iss bande ko batayen ki kyun mere maalik deedar paake bhi bechain hai? Aisi kya berukhi dikhadi uss zaalima ne aapko hukkum?”

“Galat hai Dhaanush! Kuch nahi jeeta maine. Hahaha iss mitti ka sabse kangaal aadmi main hoon. Faqeer se bhi battar haalat me hoon dost. Bahut dard uthh raha hai seene me.”

“Ye kaisi baaten karte hain bhagwaan! Aapne iss zameen pe zindagi ugai hain, aaj aapki wajah se yahan samrajya hai malik. Aap nahi toh yahan ek chitti(ant) tak nahi. Ye kaisi baaten karte hain?”

“Vo--vo kehti ki--kehti---uska pati daantega----tees saal ki batarhi thi khudko----ek marta uske gaal pe toh kabhi jhoot nahi bolti mujhse iss janam me dhanush.”