Second Wife, Second Love.

40. Harsh Reality.

***Ramya's POV.***

"So you don't want to do anything?" I ask him again and he nods again, "Then at least let me go out?"

"Nope. You will get lost." He says.

"How would you know?" I ask.

"Just... And also you make a good cushion." He says, snuggling more into my arms.

"Reyansh!" I gasp when he nuzzles the soft spot below the neck.

"Don't make me use my body to make you stay." He says.

"So are we just going to stay in bed till evening?" I ask as I curl his hair with my fingers.

"Yep." He says.

"What fun is in that?" I ask.

"Lazing around has its own fun." He says.

"Fine. I don't want to go out if you are not there." I say.

"Good. Now let's sleep. I have many years of sleep to complete, and please don't kick me." He says.

"I will try my best, dear." I say and hold him close.

Within a minute, he is in the dreamland again. Time with Reyansh here flew by so fast. Maybe because I tried to make as many splendid memories as I can and completely forgot to simply just enjoy his company. I would have suggested that we go out again, but lazing around is good, especially when you can look at your cute husband's sleeping face.

We spent the whole day in bed. Sometimes talking, sometimes teasing and sometimes moaning and groaning and sometimes just holding each other in arms to sleep. By the time evening came and we got ready to leave, I looked back at the room and smiled to myself.

"What happened?" Reyansh asks.

"Nothing." I say, shaking my head, then entwine my arm around his and say, "Just soaking in every memory we made here."

"Don't worry. There will be more memories once we go back. Maybe the honeymoon isn't over yet." He says with a smile and kisses me deeply.

"I like the sound of it very much." I say with a smile and give him a small peck before we leave.

We asked our family to not come to pick us as they all need to be there for Mayra, whose due date is very near. So they sent a car for us instead. As soon as we reach home, Mom takes us both in her embrace and fuzzes over us ‌cutely. Then she drags both of us to have dinner and feeds us with her own hand.

After getting freshened up, we both crash on the bed, but sleep is far from both of our eyes.

"I can't sleep." I say.

"Me too. I am tired and at the same I am not feeling sleepy at all." Reyansh says.

"Let's do something." I say.

"What?" He asks.

"Make out." I say.

He looks at me with a blank for a few seconds, then says, "Okay."

"Great." I say, and he puts his arms around me and shifts me over him.

The next week goes by with us getting back to our work and normal life with one twist that is Reyansh and me getting on better terms. Soon our company will be finished with some major renovation by the end of October, so we can start working there and I am excited about it.

We are thinking about keeping the opening ceremony after Diwali. But till then we have to do our work and also mingle around. So when we got the first invitation for a business party, I insisted to Reyansh that we should ‌make good contacts and for that we have to attend parties.