Chapter-11

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Jayveer's POV

Everything went like I wanted. I had a normal conversation with her. But I felt relieved that everyone knew that she was married and that the sindoor and mangalsutra marked her as mine.

She told her friends that I was a normal employee. Like seriously?

But the best part was her laughing. For the first time, she laughed in front of me. At least she can behave normally with me.

Now we are going to the parking lot. I can't control it anymore without asking her.

I stand in front of her.
"Can't you give me a chance, please?" I pleaded in front of her.

She looked at my eyes with lots of emotions which I Couldn't identify.

After some moment.
"I can if you-" she stopped.

"If I?"

"If you will not screw everything like before."

I took a breath.
"I promise I'll not. Trust me."

"Ok." saying that she looked down.

I tilted my head and looked at her.

She looked at me and smiled.

I felt like I found everything. I just wanted to pull her and hug her. But I have to take baby steps in this relationship. I can't do everything so fast.

~

I started driving. I can feel peace inside. My hands are itching to touch her. My hands were always itching in the last four months to touch her. But I should take baby steps.

With a lot of courage, I held her hand, which was on her bag, and intertwined our fingers. I took our intertwined hand in front of my lips and gently kissed our intertwined fingers without breaking eye contact. And then kept our hands on my lap.

When I touched her hands, she looked at me like I burned her. I'm fire, and She is the water who will calm all my problems.

And when I kissed her hand, her face flustered and she looked outside of the window.

Okay.Interesting. So I affect her. Not bad. So It's processing.

~

We reached home in the evening. When I stopped the car, I left her hand, and she instantly came out of the car.

We entered the living room together. Everyone was present there. We greeted everyone.

Tara came to Muskaan's side and held her arm.
"Wahhh....Paati ke sath aana jaana ho raaha hein . " she teased.
(wahh....You are going and coming with my husband)

Again Muskaan's face flustered. She was blushing. I had never witnessed this face. I'm fucking loving it.

"Bhaisa, Don't you come home early today? " Again Tara.

"It's none of your business Tara madam. It will be great if you concentrate on your work. You still don't submit the presentation. " I replied.

She muttered something under her breath and left Muskaan.

Everyone asked her about her first day.

Again Tara poked her nose.
"So Aaj kisi ka dinner plan nehi hein kya?"
(So doesn't anyone have any dinner plans today?)

I hold Muskaan's shoulder with my hands.
"I think we should freshen up, and you," pointing to Tara."complete the presentation before the next morning. "

She whined and we went to our room.

No, It's not our room.....It's my room and another is her room. We lived in separate rooms. But I hope one day we will live in the same room.

"You should freshen up."

She nodded.

~

We had our dinner together. Today I felt like I had my dinner peacefully with her.

After dinner, we went to our rooms. For the first time, when she was entering her room, I just wanted to pull her and take her to my bed and sleep in each other embrace. But here, I'm lying in the bed alone and enjoying music that is coming from her room.

Sometimes, she listened to music at night. Before sleeping, she also turned it off. But the music is soothing. I also enjoy it.

Right now, I eagerly wanted to ask her a question. But It's already night. If she fell asleep. No, the music is still on. That's mean, she is not sleeping.

I went to her door and knocked. I knocked on the door a few times, but she did not respond.

Is something happened to her? Bad things started roaming in my head. If she slept, at least she heard the knocks in the sleep.

Without thinking anything, I held the doorknob and opened the door. I thought her door would be locked, but no, it is not locked.

I enter her room, but she doesn't feel my presence.

Her room is dark, only side lamps are on. She is lying on the bed. Her face was flustered and.......

(12/06/24)
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