Ruhani ~ The Language Of Love

25 ~ The Wedding Night Again

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Ruhani POV

My ears silently listening to his rythemic heartbeats and I released the hug.

He looked into my eyes with questions and pain. And I brought my henna inked hands in front showing my full palm.

He lifted his gaze from my eyes to the palm and looked back at me.

"Yeah, it's beautiful,"

I shook my head and lifted my eyebrows accordingly to ask him look again.

He looked again for a moment and then twisted my arm behind my back angrily pulling me closer.

"I told you, it's beautiful now tell me why are looking like a bride. Are you getting married again?"

He asked and my breath stopped and world frozen. The raw anger in those tired eyes with messed sweaty hair falling on forehead with such closeness erupted a thousand butterflies in my stomach.

I blinked nervously and my lips parted a little with mute cry as the slight pain travelled through the nerves of my arm.

"Ruhani, I am asking you one last time. Are you getting re married? Yes or no,"

The jealousy was clearly visible in his eyes and I had no option but to nod.

He gritted his teeth and came even closer. He pushed me against the wall beside the dressing table and I blinked nervously with fear.

My eyes glaring straight into his with fright and he looked into mine.

"How dare you?"

He asked and left my hand only to cup my cheeks with his hand. He pulled me closer and with the move my hand rested on his chest to balance myself.

Behind me was the wall and in front I was dangerously caged by him. There were thinned lines on his forehead and the light falling on the side of his face from the lamp kept on the table.

"Why? I mean I know that things didn't start good between us but this is not... What should be done,"

He took a pause and bit on his lips with intake of breathe and continued further.

"I know our marriage life didn't start well but you are my wife. You are the one my father chose for me. My Ammi wants me to get married to someone else and here I was dying to meet you. You know It's only you in my life, I was literally counting days to meet you. I was missing you and here you are cheating me with getting married. How dare you? Ruhani,"

He said in a breathe and I felt his warm breathe fanning over my face.

I gulped as his voice was slow yet anguish enough to send a thousand chills down my spine.

I try to shake my face to tell something or the truth but his eyes turned red now.

I could see the pain of a broken trust on his face and moved my hand from his chest to his wrist.

I held his wrists and moved it slowly from my cheek to lips. I kissed his palm lightly and he looked a little calm.

His gaze diverted from my face to hand and I took chance to show him my henna inked hand again.