Ruhani and Jodhbir were making their way back home, the car's interior filled with the soothing tunes of Arijit Singh. As they sat in the backseat, a comfortable silence enveloped them. Jodhbir's face bore a vacant expression ever since his first appointment with a psychiatrist, which had concluded just half an hour ago.
She gently reached for his right hand, placing it on her lap, and began to caress it with tenderness. She mustered the courage to ask, "How did your first session go?"
He shot her a look, and though she couldn't quite discern if it was annoyance, anger, or perhaps a mix of both, it was far from pleasant. "I'm not going back there. That idiot seemed more interested in my sex life than my mental health."
Ruhani tried to reason with him, saying, "Jodh, there must have been a reason for his questions. After all, you're a married man, and intimacy is a significant aspect of your life."
"But it's my personal life, Ruhani. He has no business prying into it. Meeting him only worsened my mood," Jodhbir grumbled, clearly agitated.
"Alright, let's leave that behind. What about our honeymoon?" Ruhani attempted to change the subject.
"We can fly to Italy whenever you like. I've already made all the arrangements," he replied with a smile.
"Fantastic! How about next week?" Her eyes sparkled with excitement.
"As you wish," he agreed.
"Jodh, you're the best!" She couldn't contain her enthusiasm and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"I know," he responded playfully, returning her affection with a kiss.
The awkward sound of throat-clearing abruptly brought their attention to their driver, Mohan, who seemed uncomfortable with their display of affection.
"Oh, my apologies, Mohan," Jodhbir apologized to his driver.
Mohan simply nodded, still looking slightly uneasy, and focused on the road.
Ruhani stifled her laughter at Mohan's discomfort, burying her face in Jodhbir's chest to control herself. Jodhbir clenched his teeth to keep from laughing out loud and wrapped one arm around his wife.
"Ruhani, behave," he whispered, patting her head.
"What can I do? Your car seems to have laughing gas," she quipped.
"Oh, really?" He playfully began to tickle her, causing her to burst into more laughter.
"Jodh, stop it!" She pushed his hands away and hugged him tightly.
Once they both managed to stifle their laughter, Jodhbir unexpectedly kissed Ruhani's forehead.
In that moment, Ruhani felt a rush of gratitude for accepting his marriage proposal. He was perfect for her, and being his "Rooh" felt like a slice of heaven.
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Under the warm Italian sun, Ruhani and Jodhbir's honeymoon was in full swing. They had arrived in the picturesque town of Positano on the Amalfi Coast, known for its breathtaking views and romantic ambiance.
Their cozy villa perched on the cliffs offered a panoramic view of the sparkling Mediterranean Sea below. It was the perfect setting for a honeymoon filled with love and adventure.
On this particular morning, they decided to explore the quaint streets of Positano. Jodhbir held Ruhani's hand as they strolled down narrow cobblestone alleys lined with colorful houses. The vibrant bougainvillea draped along the walls added a splash of color to their surroundings.
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His Rooh | Deep Affection
RomanceJodhbir Agnihotri had been faking friendly smiles since his father was murdered. But then he fell head over heels for Ruhani Shekhawat, only to realise there's a dark past connecting them. ••• Book Three in Awadh series Can be read as a standalone