Dark Souls √

36

The secret of joy is the mastery of pain

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Sadly she was not having time to spend with her family because of the preparations. Her mother wanted to leave as soon as possible because she also need to prepare for the puja back at her home. 

"It would've been great if you could accompany us", her mother spoke caressing her cheek with a sad smile.

"We can't let out home's Lakshmi to leave on Diwali, Ashwini Ji", Rajshri spoke understanding her situation clearly but she couldn't let Kimaya go. Not before asking her husband. Who would definitely say no to it? Randhir is possessive of his things. Kimaya was like possession for him. That's what Rajshri thought-feeling pity for the little girl not really knowing how much danger she in.

Kimaya walked to her husband who was looking out of the window in the living room having the juice glass in his hands.

"Mumma wants me to leave with her", she spoke softly as he continued looking outside. She once thought he didn't listen to her so she simply touched his elbow making him look at her.

"You are not going anywhere", he stated making her stare at him with sadness.

"But I am really missing everyone", she tried again in a soft whisper. He raised his hands to caress her chubby cheeks as she stared at him in sadness.

"This is not working on me. You have already spent a lot of time with them this month. Now all your time is mine. I am not letting you leave... not right now at least", he stated making her sigh.

"I should've known better", she mumbled before walking away as he continued observing her sad face. He was not going to do anything about it. He was a selfish man. He was not one to share not his wife, at least not now when he just won her trust.

He wanted her all to himself.

Her parents left and after a few hours, the Diwali puja started which was done by Kimaya and Randhir this time. 

She continued sneaking looks at him still not able to believe how this perfect man can possibly fall for her. He was just perfect in all senses. Handsome, tall, caring, loving everything she ever wanted in her husband.

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He stared down at his beautiful wife who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

The night was long for her but shorter for him. She was very tired after everything and he was feeling delighted to find her finally coming in his control of him.

Though his feelings are true for her they somehow acted like a bridge that was keeping them both away from each other. He felt happy that he didn't question his feelings for her.

"Maya", he whispered softly kissing her ear shell making her moan lightly.

"Hmm", she hummed softly nuzzling her face in his neck.

"Why didn't you question me?", he asked as she frowned before looking up at him.

"Question about what?", she asked blinking her eyes rapidly.

"My feelings", he stated making her pout.

"Why would I question you over that?", she asked holding his shoulder sitting up covering herself with the thick blanket pushing her hair on her right shoulder looking down at him.

He looked up caressing her cheeks lightly.

"Because I have been anything but loving to you all our time together", he stated making her frown.