"Tripti, you know what that means?", he asks in a deep voice, the type of voice which makes your legs go jelly. Not from anticipation but from fear. I was still trembling under him. "It means satisfaction, and You, my darling, are going to provide m...
I lost my balance but quickly steadied myself. Woof!
I could spend All day and night looking at her face. She was so innocent. Just like an angel. My angel.
I had asked some men to drive here with helium balloons. They were downstairs in ten minutes and I was commanding them to give me the balloons one by one.
This is all so unlike... Me.
But within fifteen minutes her whole bedroom was covered with different shades of pink balloons. She was, thankfully not a light sleeper. And I was discrete.
Eleven fifty and the special cake, gifts, everything was there. I had ten minutes left to take a look at her. Her face was glowing in the dark. Just like her personality, she was the person who could bring out the best in a person who has no ounce of good left, me.
I got closer to her sleeping form and removed a strand of her hair away from her face, my touch caused her to flinch but she didn't open her eyes. I sighed in relief.
Her sister had given me a lot of information... Like how they never celebrated birthdays at twelve and how Tripti used to donate things in her birthday to an orphanage.
She is a pure soul.
I had given ten crores to an organisation to make sure people are fed daily after she told me to give her this instead of gifts. I can give her both. Whatever makes her happy.
There are few people who think about others before themselves. I've got a gem.
Navya also told me about her favourite flavour... Black currant, so I got that flavoured cake. I still remember the icecream I ate when I was invited for dinner...
White, her favourite colour... So that's what I had in mind while decorating her room.
Usually I would've got a team to do all this for me, but I wanted to do it myself. For her.
Nonetheless I didn't want anyone to disturb her sleep, or ruin my surprise.
Eleven fifty five and my pulses were going crazy. I've never been nervous but she makes me feel things I've never felt before.
I check everything once again. I've set everything as it should be, but I feel there's something missing. No time to doubt. It's over.
Eleven fifty nine and I think of jumping out of the window, afraid of her reaction.
Tick tick tick... And that's it.
I slowly at her but she doesn't Wake, I shake her once and twice and then she opens her eyes. After adjusting to the light she gasps and I instinctively close her mouth with my hands before she could shout and wake her mother and sister up.
I whisper, "Happy Birthday, Mrs. Rudra" and remove my hand and place my lips on hers. She gives in but not too long before she slaps me and stands up from her bed.
"What is all this Rudra? And how do you know about my birthday?!"
"you're my employee. ", I shrug
" Oh? Do you remember each of your employees birthday? "
" You are my wife before my employee. "
She sighs and takes a look at the decoration.
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"You like it?", I ask eagerly waiting for her compliment. I wanted to know she liked it. That was childish, but I couldn't help.
"It's beautiful, did you do all th- WAIT! How did you get in?!"
"Through the window. Ah yes, don't sleep without closing your window. This is so unsafe! What if someone else was there in place of me?? Remind me to change the locks of your window or the best... To appoint gaurds outside your house 24*7."
" No you won't! "
" I will actually", I say without blinking.
" Anyways! Why did you do all this? ", She asked. I didn't have any straight answer to the question. Why did I do all this? Because..
"You're my... Wife, can't a husband celebrate?"
She blushed and didn't say anything further. I took her hand and made her cut the cake.
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"It's my favourite flavour, how'd you know that?"
" Have my ways"
" Are you really going to do that? "
"Do what?", I ask.
" Answering my every question vaguely"
"I'm sorry. Navya told me. Look I told you the truth, now I want my return gift!"
" What! Why? I mean .... What do you want? ", She asked nervously.
I patted on my lap but she didn't get it. I took her off the sofa and pulled her towards me so that she was straddling me. She started struggling out of my hold but my hold was firm.
"Rudra! What are you doing??", She whisper yelled.
" Taking my return gift", I told her in an indifferent tone.
And with that I took her lips and kissed her with desire and yearning. I was getting impatient day by day, only for long would I be able to control this .... Urge.
She moaned and whimpered but then got out of breath and slapped me with little force to stop the kiss.
"Your slapping habit has to be tamed"
"So is your kissing"
" Never"
" Then be prepared to get slaps everyday"
" Gladly"
" Shameless"
" Only for you, biwi"
(Biwi is wife in hindi)
"T- thankyou"
"For the kiss? I'll give you infinite you don't have to thank-"
" For the birthday surprise! Hush don't talk dirty! "
" Oh. You don't have to thank me for that too .. I liked it"
" Now sleep we have a long day today"
"Huh?"
" It's your birthday afterall. Dod you really think I'd stop at this? "
