Maya's Pov ~
He made me sit on the couch and disappeared for a while .
I know he's worried about those people and so I am , but I trust our potential and our relationship.
I don't know why and how but I have changed a lot after our marriage , it's like i am becoming a mini version of him .
It's weird but whenever he comes close to me my body reacts in a different way ,his gaze can burn my entire existence and his touch can light that fire in me which was unknown to me before meeting him .
I was quite tensed about meeting his family because he told me that after Naintara's wedding we will reach Dularab in a day or two .
And i am very anxious about meeting his mother or should I say my Maasi Ma , it would be so overwhelming to meet such a powerful woman who raised a Sultan like my husband single handedly.
And moreover I was nervous if she would accept me as his wife or not .
" Uhummn ..uhummn ..Khan kho gyi hein Begum Jaan " suddenly i heard his voice and i looked at him sitting on the carpet besides me .
I also sat down on the carpet besides him and kept my head on his shoulder.
" Sultan hum soch rhe the ki jab hum apke ghar jayenge tab apki Ma shaheb aur apke parivar ko hum psnd ayenge ya nhi " he inhaled a frustrated breathe and suddenly stood up from the carpet making me frown .
" Aap wapas apne ghar Magadha chli jayein..hum aaj hi apke wapas lautne ke intezam kr dete hein .. "
Tears brimmed in my eyes hearing his stern voice as he turned his face to walk away .
He was about to leave when i intertwined my little finger with his and he stopped for a moment before turning back .
His eyes were red and his face was blank ," Aap bhi humme akela chord ke ja rhe hein ?? " , I said kn a low voice .
His face softened a little when another tear rolled out of my eyes and he sat down on his knees in front of me.
His thumb washed my tear away and i couldn't stop myself from crying against his chest ," shuuhh...phle toh aap shant hojaiye begum , hum apko rulana nhi chahte hein " ,i looked into his eyes and turned my face away jerking his hand away .
" Aap humme wapas laut Jane ko keh rhe hein aur kehte hein ki humme rulana nhi chahte ..." , his hand turned my face by my chin as he looked into my eyes .
" Jab aap humare ghar ko apna ghar nhi keh pa rhi hein, humari ammijaan ko apni ammi nhi smjh pa rhi hein, humare parivar ko apna parivar nhi man pa rhi hein toh apka humare sath jane ka koi mtlb nhi reh jayega begum ..hum nhi chahte ki aap prayon ki trh humare sath chle " suddenly realisation hit me hard that what I have said was wrong and i shouldn't have said that , his family is mine too .
My heart ached as i could feel the hurt in his voice .
I held his hands tightly moving my head saying a no
" Nhi ...hum ..humara wo mtlb nhi tha Sultan , humme kshyma kr dijiye " .
He stared at my face for a while and smiled a little pulling me closer as he kissed my hand lightly .
" Agar aap sch me humme aur humare parivar ko apna manti hein toh khiye ki Sultan hum apne ghar jane ke liye behad khush hein ,khiye ki Sultan hum apni ammijaan se milne ke liye intezaar nhi kar pa rhe hein , khiye ki hum apki Begum ki trh apne ghar jane ke liye tyaar hein ...khiye ki aap kush hein begum jaan .."
My eyes watered yet again listening to his words and i nodded , he's right , I should be happy that i am finally going to have a family, a family that I have longed for and specially a mother ,our Ammijaan .
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Maya : Ek deewangi
Historical FictionWhat if his love language is hate and she's herself the language of love ?? what if he's the deadly ice and she's the fire who could melt him to the core ?? What if he's the king of the entire world but a little kitten rules his entire dark soul...
