" yeh.. kyaa le aaye hai aap! Isse main pehnungi" Bondita exclaimed loudly lifting the pajama shirt which Anirudh brought for her.
Anirudh adjusted his specs on the bridge of his nose with his forefinger observing her new drama. " Nahi, hamare kamre mein jo dusra bhoot rehta hai uske liye laya hun"
She glared at him keeping her hands on the waist. " Tum aisi wahiyaad sawaal puchogi to gaana to tumko sunaunga nahi" he said enjoying her angry look. She made a face and rubbed her forehead.
" Isse main kya pehnungi. Kaka sasurji ne iss mein dekh liya mujhe haweli mein ghumte hue to saara ghar sar pe utha lenge so alag pehle meri hajamat karenge. " She said staring down at the button down shirt.
This time Anirudh flared his nostrils. " Koi kuch nahi bolega tumhe. Koi jarurat nahi hai kaka kya kahenge uske bare mein sochne ki. Jab unhe tumhare bare mein sochna chahiye tha tab to wo haath pe haath dhare baithe rahe. Phir ab kyun kuch fark pad raha hai unhe. Chup chap jo laya hun unhe pehno. Kapde chote ho jaane se koi insaan chota nahi ho jaata. Tumhare kapde, tumhare comfort ka sawaal hai beech mein aur koi apni chonch ghused ne wala koi hota kon hai. Tumhara jo mann karega wo tum pehnogi. Agar kisi ko iss baat se koi problem hai to wo pehle mujhse aake bhidega. Tumhe apna maatha kharab karne ki jarurat nahi hai . Tumhara pati hai unse ladhne ke liye. " He lashed out in a rough and commanding voice.
Bondita stared at him unblinking, stunned for several seconds. Astonished would be an understatement which she was feeling now because this was the same man who confronted her about short clothes few months before and now he's saying that she can wear whatever she wants and he's there to fight with every problem that comes near her or everyone who have a problem with her.
" Yahin khade rehne ka iraada hai. Kapde badalne aate hein ya nahi tumhe ya Main badal dun tumhaare kapde ? " He asked in the same rough voice that sent chill to her spine .
" J-jaa rahi hun " she rushed to the bathroom with the clothes.
He run his fingers through his hair , pulling them with slight force . He was really frustrated with his kaka's every constrictions . constrictions over food , over clothing , over going out . Why a woman faces every constrictions ? it is men whose vision is disgusted , lustful . They should be in control . They are proving to be the animals then why women were targeted , judged with their sense of clothing .
He sighed and took out his glasses placing them on the bed side lamp table . He took out his robe and threw it on the nearly chair then started unbuttoning his pajama shirt when heard the click of the bathroom door , she came out buttoning her shirt . He groaned internally thinking why can't she unbutton that damn shirt just like him .
She was clearly fidgeting with the hem of the shirt indicating that she was not used to this type of clothing . But she didn't tell Anirudh that she was uncomfortable . She reached her side of the bed and quietly laid down . Mean while Anirudh noticed her discomfort in the clothes and her silence over it too . He laid down turning off the lights .
Sure he wanted to sleep but it was far away from his eyes . The happenings of the evening was still running through his mind . He never intended to take the kiss further . But the softness of her neck allured him and on the top of that the she sweet sound she let out . He knew she liked it , but it doesn't justify the loss of control . He needed to be careful around her . He don't want her to think that he's using her for his own pleasures .
" Bondita so gayi kya ? " He whispered turning to her side .
" Nahi kabbadi khel rahi hun " she answered in her half sleep state then turned to him because she could feel his glare burning holes in her back . There was complete darkness in the room so she could only make out his figure through just the faint moonlight. She placed her hand underneath her head and another one laid out on the middle space between them.
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Ajnabee - The ecstasy of one sided love. ( completed )
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