Loving HIM Unconditionally

First talk after marriage (Part I)

Devyani's pov -

"Aaghhhhhh! Ye nind kab aayegi".

Well Hello, again my beautiful readers. You guys remember in the last chapter I told you all I'm going to sleep, par yarrr Mujhe nind hi nahi aayi.

From last one and half hour I'm doing nothing rather than just seeing the ceiling.

I grabbed my phone to see the time, it was 3:30 AM. Devendra had not come back yet. "Kya Karu?"

"Office me jaakar dekhu kya? Shalini aunty ne Kaha tha ki jo dusra room hai saamne vahi unka office room hai and mostly Devendra vahi rehte hai. Akele to nind nahi aane wali mujhe" I got up from the bed, picked up my phone and opened the door to leave.

While I was walking towards his office room, I realised that there was pin-drop silence in the whole area. Honestly, this side of the Haveli was darker than the other side.

Reaching near the office door, I slowly opened it and peeked inside. My eyes scanned the whole area from left to right and found him sitting on a chair resting his head on the headrest.

The lights of the room were dim and his eyes were closed. His face was not properly visible because half of his face was hidden by a book.

Wahhhhh! Yaha aakar so rahe hai. Room me hi so jaatein, to kam se kam mujhe bhi nind aa jaati.

I closed the door and slowly entered in the room making sure not to wake him up. His office room was similar to his Bedroom.

"Our bedroom now not his only." My Mann ki aawaz (inner voice) said.

Yeah, yeah our bedroom.

I walked towards him to see him up from close. He was looking beautiful while sleeping. There was a look of peace on his face and seeing him like this I felt peace in my heart.

I lean more closer, but the book was covering his face, so I hesitantly touched the book slightly away from his face to see him properly.  And the moment I did, he suddenly woke up.

I yelp, letting out a small scream as all this happened so sudden and the book falls with a thud on the ground.

He grips my wrist, so tight that I wince. He probably would have thought that I'm some kind of serial killer who wanted him to murder him in his sleep.

But as soon as he saw that it's me, his grip on my wrist loosened. "Kya kar rahi thi tum yaha?" He asked.

"Beta, tumhare to ab kaam lag gayeeeee" My inner voice said.

I gulped and looked at him. "V-vo m-me v-voo." I started stuttering. I hate myself because every time in a situation like this, my mind couldn't think of any excuse. Because I'm terrible at lying.

"Biwi, Pura din nahi hai mere pass. Jaldi batao kya kar rahi thi." He said getting impatient. He was still holding my hand. His grip on my wrist was not tight, it was firm. But still, it was giving tingles all over my body.

"V-vo aa-aapke baal, vo b-bhot jyada shiny and smooth dikhte hai. T-to I thought t-t-touch kar ke dekhti hu ki actual me utne smooth hai ya nahi jitne d-Durr se dikhte hai." I said and palmed my face realising what lame excuse I've given.

"Jay ho Devyani Maata ki. Itna faltu excuse koi kese laa sakta hai. Bahot hi jyada bakwaas tha ye." My inner voice mocked me.

"Ayeee! Tu thodi der ke liye chup hojaa yarrr". I said to my over smart mann ki aawaz.

"Hehe! Aapke hairs actual me bhi itne hi smooth hai jitne dikhte hai. Ab me chalti hu. Tata, Bbbye! Good night." I said and turned back to leave as fast as I can. But before I could go he grabbed my hand stopping me.

"Biwi look at me." I heard his voice. I turned and looked at him. "Tumhe me Bewkoof lagta hu? Room me se uth kar tum mere Baal dekhne yaha aayi thi aur vo bhi subah ke 3:30 baje."

"Btao kya kar rahi thi yaha?" He said. His grip on my hand got tight and I knew it, he is losing his Patience now.

Jhuth bolne ka koi Matlab nahi. Sach hi bata deti hu.

"Me bas aapko dekh rahi thi," I said looking into his grey eyes. "Vo actually me so nahi paa rahi thi. Because nayi jagah hai, room bhi Naya hai, to adjust hone me thoda time lgega. And aap bhi nahi aaye the vapas, to bas aapki tension ho rahi thi."

"Jab room me se gaye the aap, to mujhse kucch baat bhi nahi Kari aur kaafi gusse me bhi dikh rahe the. Bas yahi sab soch rahi thi, isliye nind hi nahi aayi. Fir mene socha yaha aapka office hai yaha aakar dekh leti hu aap thik hai ya nahi."

"Aur jab yaha aayi to aap sote hue mile mujhe. Aap sote hue kaafi Haseen lag rahe the, me apni Nazre hi nahi hata paayi aapse."

"Aapko is tarah shaanti se bina kisi tension ke sote hue dekh kar Dil ko kaafi sukoon mila." I replied and looked down not finding the courage to look at him.

"What is the meaning of Haseen?" He asked and I immediately looked at him. "Itna sab kucch kaha vo sab chhod kar sirf Haseen word ka Matalab janne me Intrested hai aap?" I said and in return, he just glared at me.

"Btati hu, btati hu. Haseen ek Urdu word hai, jiska matlab hai Khubsoorat. Aap sote hue bhot Khubsoorat lag rahe the." I replied.

"Biwi tumhe kis angle se khubsoorat lagta hu me? Me tumhe pehle bhi bta chuka hu ki koi khubs-"

Before he could complete his sentence I showed my palm in front of him stopping him. The next words I said, I knew that I should not say it. But those words came out of my mouth before I could stop myself.

"Haa haa, I know aap bologe ki me koi Khubsoorat nahi hu, log darte hai mujhse. Mujhse koi Kabhi Pyaar nahi kar sakta and all that blah blah."

"Mujhe ye Saari baatein pata hai, agar bolna hi hai to kucch Naya boliye. Ye sab sun sun kar me bore ho gayi hu."

"Biwi, tumhe nahi lagta tum aaj kucch jyada hi bol rahi ho?" He asked raising one of his eyebrows.

"M-me v-voo H-haa, me bol to Rahi hu jyada. But ab itna bolne hi diya hai aapne aaj to thoda aur bol lu kya?" I showed him my puppy-like eyes but as usual, his face was expressionless. Ignoring his expressionless face, I decided to continue further.

"Aap ne jo abhi thodi der pehle room me mujhe jo silent treatment Diya naa vo mujhe bilkul bhi accha nahi laga."

"Aapko Mujhse Pyaar nahi hai, to thik hai par is tarah Ignore to naa kare. Kam se kam mujhse baat to kar hi sakte hai aap, aap ko jo bhi Tension hai vo to Share kar sakte hai." I said.

"Aur Kuch?" He asked in his blank voice.

Ye insaan, inse baat hi karna bekaar hai. Itna kucch bola fir bhi koi response hi nahi hai. How rude! 😒

"Nahi, aur kucch nahi bolna mujhe. Aap bas Mera ye hath chhod de. Taaki me yaha se jaa pau." I said in an irritating voice while trying to remove my hand from his hold.

"Abhi tak humari baat khatam nahi Hui hai, isliye tum kahi nahi jaa Sakti." He said and tightened his grip more on my hand.

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Author's note -

Hey lovely people! This chapter has two parts.

I will upload the next chapter Tomorrow, tell me at what time you guys want me to upload it?

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