VIVAAN
I felt as if my long desired dream came true after marrying her.
I couldn't marry her without her consent but to my luck she agreed to marry me.
I felt out of world.
I brought the new clothes for her immediately. First of all, all the shops were closed but luckily one of my colleagues had opened a shop recently so I called him and he helped me right on time.She looked so beautiful as my bride. I selected everything for herself of my own choice.
I booked a hotel room immediately for us on the name of me and my wife.
When I opened the door of the booked room, they had decorated it beautifully.I shut the door behind me and stood against the wall. I was looking at Aisha who was looking around the room.
She moved her gaze to look at me and our eyes locked.
I was so happy that my wife, my long desired wife, was standing beside me in the same room as mine.
I kept the garland aside and within a second lifted her up in my arms.
She looked at me with wide eyes and tried to resist my hold.
"Please keep me down, please", she pleaded.
I took her near the switch board and asked her to switch the lights off.
She slowly did as I ordered.Candles were burning all around in the room which showed me the way towards the bed.
I placed her gently on bed which was decorated with rose petals. As she laid down, she felt something poking against her back.
She moved a litte and picked the card from beneath her.
She opened the card. I looked into it.
"Congratulations Mr and Mrs Sharma, hope you enjoy your wedding night in our honeymoon suite".
She moved her gaze to look at me and I gave her a smirk. Her cheeks had turned red.
Her chest was heaving up and down fastly. Her bosoms were moving along with her heavy breathe.
I took the card from her hands and kept it aside.
I placed my palm beneath my head supporting it with my elbow.
She was feeling timid beside me.
I touched her hands which were kept on her bare stomach.
As my hand brushed her stomach, her body shivered instantly and she closed her eyes.
I stepped closer to her, laid down beside her and placed my head on the crook of her neck.
She was breathing heavily.
"Aisha".
She didn't respond.
"Aisha", I called again.
She hummed slowly.
"Are you feeling something?", I asked in a low voice.
"I.. I don't know", she replied.
She stayed quite for some minutes and kept on playing with her fingers silently.
I know what she must be thinking right now. It must be so odd for her.
Her first night, with me.
Sharing her bed with me.But I didn't had any such plans with her. I just wanted to be close to her. I wanted to make her feel comfortable with me.
"Thakk Gaya hu Aisha, Sula do na".
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Aisha - The Story Of Lost Love
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