The journey in the train (completed)

Ch-25

" where you guys are going to stay???" Aadhya asked sana and sidharth.
" hotel"
" hey why hotel you guys are living with me in my house and that's final" Rishabh ordered.
" Rishabh, I think we shouldn't, abhi abhi shadi ka mahol hai, we don't want to be a burden on you guys" sidharth denied.
" what burden?? You are chotte's friends and he didn't invite anyone from his side, so you both gonna stay with us" sirak his uncle elder son uttered.
" bahiyaa" sidharth tried to say something but he shows his palm to stop.
" ok let me ask your wife, do you have any problem" sidharth looked at her side flabbergasted with the new information " I have a wife" he thoughts, sana looked at his side biting her lower lip.
" yaa I don't have any problem, I am okay and so excited to watch all the rituals that you told me about thode time pehle" sana muttered.
" sana" he whispered yelled.
" What???"
" I have to talk, come"
" oh is it important"
" no question, come with me now" she sighed standing up from the seat.
" Hey, don't you dare to yell at Vahini," Rishabh commented while sidharth gave him a stern look?
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" you are my wife???" he m questioned, she gulped down the lump formed in her throat.
"They misunderstood"
" And you didn't try to correct them"
" it's your mistake, you are sleeping holding my hand, how could I say you are my friends with benefits"
" bolo ab?, sari harkatien husband wali khud krte ho aur bill mujhpe faadte ho"
" and you ars behaving like a typical wife, don't do that and this, have some food, sleep the list goes on and on" He replied.
" hey I just cared for you, it's nothing wrong with that"
" and I am also doing the same, it's a marriage house sana, hum pakde Jayenge, tum khuch bhi such smj ke kyu nh karti ho, you saw that old man woh bhi unhi ki family ka hissa hai jise Tum weird keh rhi thi aur aise bulk me log Milenge when tumhe"
" sidharth" she whispered his name with so much love, her eyes held naughtiness.
" I am not going to..."
" sun to lo"
" no"
" please pretty please" she whispered holding his hand, he sighed there is no way out from her.
" do you ever experience being a husband"
" This is a very stupid question you asked" he frowned.
" tell me na"
" no"
" it's going to be fun like being fake husband and wife attending the after the marriage ceremony, living in the real family abhi tak we just live in hotels where no one asked us what are we to each other, think we will have that constant fear in us what if someone gets to know, that doing isharas to each other in hundreds of people"
" you are mental, you know that" he commented.
" I know, let's try"
" but husband-wife ke bich aur bhi bhut khuch hota hai" he whispered coming closer to her.
" so both of you want time for this" Aadhya laughed after saying, sidharth moved back in a haste while sana's cheeks turned into crimson red.
" no, nothing like that" sana uttered after some seconds.
" I know. I know" she replied controlling her laughed and teasing simultaneously.
" come fast, I am going"
" I am coming with you," sana said following her.
" no-no baad me aana" Aadhaya uttered pushing her back slightly.
" it's really going to be fun" sidharth whispered pulling her to his side.
" sidharth" she groaned.
" oh reacting much like a wife Abhi se" she stunned and in the next moment he took her lips in his, kissing softly yet passionately, tasting every corner of her mouth, she stayed calm in her place, her hands are on his chest ravishing the moment.
" Ready to be Mrs Sana Shergill Dutta," he asked biting her ear softly, she hissed a bit while he smoothes the pain with his tongue.
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" so she is your wife" Rishabh teased him sipping the tea, now they all are sitting in the vrandha of boshle house.
" will you please shut up??"
" waise she is a wife material, look she impressed aajoba in just five minutes" he looked at their side, she is giggling while telling some story to them.
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" Haaye rabba apko pta hai us din ke baad se aaj tak me kutto ke pass nh gyi hu aaji, they are cute in photos but dangerous in real"
" what's your navra do???" Aaji asked.
" navra???"
" your husband"
" ohh woh writer hai" she answered looking at his side, their eyes locked with each other for a while.
" ye bhi khao" Aadhya said coming to her.
" nahi bhukh nh hai bhabhi"
" are aise kese khao those, do isee" aaji said.
" Tujhī sāsū kuṭhē āhē( where is your Mother-in-law)"Aaji asked.
"Tī kāhī kāmāta vyasta āhē( she a busy in some work)" she answered
"Tilā kāhī kapaḍē dyā, ( give some traditional clothes to her)" she nodded.
" come sana" aadhya said holding her hand.
" take this, there is going to be a function in the evening, you should wear this" she said handing her one of the saree from her own collection.
" thank you its so beautiful"
" less than you, one simple piece of advice, ready properly I swear your husband will not going to avert his gaze from you"
" bhabhi"
" hey what bhabhi, it's common, come let me show you your room, fresh ho jao and do some rest"
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" where is your fiance," he asked.
" oh she is a friend of the bride, toh woh unki side se function me thi, toh Abhi wahi hogi but till evening she will come then I introduced you guys"
"it's your room," he nodded entering the room, the suitcase of sana is opened in the middle of the room.
" sana...sana" he called but she didn't answer, He leaves for a bath as there are no separate bathrooms in every room, he came in 10 minutes with two vada pavs in his hand but his steps halt seeing her, she clad in a white suit salwar, the water is dripping from her hair, she is drying her hair with the help of a towel, her back faces the door, her white skin has some droplets of water, her bangles make a sound every time her hands move, she looked back sensing someone presence.
" where were you, I am finding you" she complained stepping towards him.
" thank you bhut bhukh lagi thi" she uttered taking the plate from his hand and starting eating it, he controlled himself correcting his already set hairs.
" come eat it" she called him, he sat on the bed beside her.
" maza aa gya my God" he looked at her, the imli chutney spread all over the sides of her lips, the cleavage of her shown from her suit, he moisturises his lips with his tongue.
" oh, writer shab kha kho gaye" she pinched him asking where he get lost.
Their eyes locked with each other, the heat raised, their fingers filled the gap, at next moment he lifts her making her seat on his lap, his hand squeezing her waist, she nuzzled her nose on his neck, butting and kissing, he groaned taking her face out from his neck, he held her hands at her back before kissing her desperately, the kiss was wild the least to say, she wriggled in his arms to lose her hand but of no use, she moaned in his mouth as he bites her lips in between, he starts leaving butterfly kisses on his way to her neck.
" sidhharthhh" she groaned wanting to touch him, he looked at her.
" leave my hands please" she requested.
" why???" he questioned caressing her cheeks seductively.
" I want to feel you, touch you, now can you please leave my hand" she whispered yelled, he leaves her hand and in the next sec she hovered him removing his t-shirt and start kissing on his bare chest, she looked a sight to watch, the hair all spread on his body, her suit rise showing her beautiful waist to his sore eyes, her bangle filled hands on his hands. Their moment of exploring breaks with a knock on the door...

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