Ishita was at work, making coffees, waiting for pastries to bake, and other items prepared by other chefs. She felt this feeling of sinking, that this will be her life, and this is it. She had never felt this raw, unending despair before.
She heard the oven ring, a sound of a beep,as she went to check in, only to find it wasn't the oven, it was her phone.
A notification popped up, of a message by dushyant. He wanted her to call him immediately. She didn't know what it was about, so went ahead to figure it out.
"Hello… "
"Hello? Uhhm, woh kuch kehna tha tumhe… "
"Uhhmm… par aisi kya baat hai… . "
"Tumhare paise wapas lene ka… rohan se… el tareeka hai… "
Ishita was just left surprised and curious at the same time.
***
Ishita had reached the marriage court, as she looked for dushyant, and when she did, he was disappointed, stood disappointed, with his arms crossed, ishita confused, rushed to him.
He didn't have to say anything, finding rohan sitting behind him on the bench was enough… .
Ishita froze at her spot, unable to move, as rohan got up to walk over her, as the moment he was any near her, she pushed him away.
"Kyun aaye ho tum!" She exclaimed, as he just had his head down.
"Ishita… woh… " he attempted to respond, but ishita just turned to walk away.
"Ishita… baat sunlo ek baar iski.. " requested dushyant, as she turned over, unwantedly still gave him a chance.
***
Ishita sat angrily on the bench, glaring at rohan, her feet fidgeting at a pace of a million in a minute, she couldn't just understand everything that had happened in the past half an hour.
Dushyant, noticing this, walked over to rohan, placing an arm around his neck.
"Bhai, dekho, tumne bata diya na kya hua tha…ab chalo, baat karni hogi, khudh hi karlegi… abhi gusse main hai kaafi…" Explained dushyant, as rohan looked over at ishita again.
"Arre usse abhi ke liye akela chod do, tum chalo na, main tumhe badhiya sir chaye pilata hoon… " Offered dushyant, pulling him to the tea stall.
****
Rohan and dushyant were sipping on their cups of tea, as rohan reluctantly asked him a question.
"Toh iss pura mahina, ishita aapke saath rahi hai? " asked rohan, as dushyant just casually nodded in agreement.
" Uhh toh aap… " followed up rohan with another question.
"Arre ek hi kamra hai mera, upar se single bed, pehle-pehle toh thoda ajeeb laga… par ab aap toh jaante hi hain na ishi ko… ekdum khuli kitaab hai.. Itna time bhi nahi laga humein… " Paused dushyant in between, as rohan was quite surprised.
"Oh sorry… woh main thoda, zyada hi frank ho gaya… par mujhe laga aapko pata hona chahiye na… " Stated dushyant, as rohan faked a smile and nodded in agreement, while dushyant sipped on his tea.
He looked over at the court, before looking at rohan.
"Ab yeh kahan chali gayi! " Exclaimed dushyant, as rohan was confused.
"Chali gayi? " He confirmed, as dushyant looked at him seriously..
"Lagta toh hai… " Replied dushyant, as rohan just shook his head in his disbelief, and paid for the tea and left.
"Arre ruko toh sahi" Attempted dushyant to stop him, when ishita came over.
"Chala gaya woh? " Asked ishita, as dushyant nodded in agreement.
"Haan… woh.. Keh raha tha, ki, agar yeh mujhe maafi nahi de sakti, toh thik hai..mere paas kaun sa ladkiyon ki kami hai!" Mimicked dushyant, rohan's suppsed words, as ishita felt hurt.
"Tum thoda aaram kar lo na… tumhe bhi kitna pareshaan kardiya isne.. " Remarked dushyant, as ishita still in shock, just nodded in agreement, while he just walked her home.
***
The door opened, as dushyant entered with two polythenes in his hand.
"Surprise!" Exclaimed dushyant, as ishita turned over, now lying on the right side of the bed.
"Tumhe yaad hai ek baar keh rahi thi tumhe gol gappon ki bahaut yaad aati hai.. Toh main le aaya… 7-10 mein toh hum dono ka hojayega.. Baaki main tumhara cafe se pastries lee aaya, dekhein tumhare haath mein kya jaado hai bhai! " Commented dushyant, only to find ishita quietly looking down on the floor.
He went over and sat by her.
"Kya hua? " He asked softly.
"Tumhe lagta woh sach bol raha tha? " Questioned ishita, as dushyant looked down with a little guilt.
"Pata nahi, main nahi jaanta usse…tum hi jaanti hogi.. " Remarked dushyant, as ishita scoffed and lied on her back now.
"Yaad bhi meri mahine baad aayi isse.. Kya farak padta hai, woh kya kehta hai… " Retorted ishita, as dushyant let out a little chuckle.
She glanced at him, with a weird Carefulness, she had never got to look properly at his face when he was so close… she felt this weird comfort from it.
"Dushyant… " She called lovingly, as he looked over to her… .
"Mera khaane ka man nahi hai.. Thodi der let jaoge mere saath… " Stated ishita, as dushyant confused st first, complied.
They lied down with no space between them, as even their hands touched.. Dushyant, upon noticing that, tried to slip his hand onto hers… . Which she let him.
He slowly turned to his left, slipping her hair strand behind her ears. She had never seen him so close that his breath was onto hers……
She closed her eyes, as he went in to kiss her.
She turned to her left too, only for him to pull her such that she was on top off him, as they continued to kiss each other.
She unbuttoned his shirt, as he took off her kurta. He wanted to pull off her bra, hiding her breasts, driving him mad to see them.
They were breathing heavily, as they both started to take off all the clothes on their bodies.
He went in for another kiss, as now he lied on top of her now, she let him suck her breasts, slowly kissing down to her vagina, she already couldn't resist but moan in pleasure.
Only this time, he was now facing her, his manhood into the slit between her legs, as they were just minutes away from being on cloud-nine.
***
Author's note: hey guys, sorry for the update being this late, but needed some inspiration so watched the episode of cid khooni chalu, and if u ask me how this idea came from that, even I don't know, so just go with it. Would love to know your thoughts down below.
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