HATRED LOVE : when passion turns hate into desire

5. Dusri Mulakat

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Well everyone was calmly doing their job but the sence infront of them doesn't let them.

Two prani ( human ) walking interwined hands without a single slight of hesitation like there are Pati patni..... which created all the short of confusion. Because how far they know , the man with the lady hate any touch or someone shouting in front of him, on him is very far but the sudden change in his behaviour is nothing but just like a wipped handsome bastard for his lady...

He is holding her hands in delicacy, a flower his flower.

The way he is removing the small stones which comes in her ways, glaring at the one who is eyeing her , Checking the steps of the stairs which were slippery due to rain water, and what not.
He is doing all this things so that nothing could harm her, nothing could hurt her but what about him,will he be the reason that could hurt his Jaan?

Maybe Yes or no?

After walking long the journey come to an end.... He is angry glaring at the massom sa tap because now he can't hold her hands which were giving him the best feeling of his life.

Abhiraj Pov

I am walking interwined hand with the lady who simply did nothing just increasing the temptations to have her all for me . Mine!

While guiding her to temple there were some stones on her way which may hurt her so I removed them before they came in contact with her soft precious feet.

I feel many people including mens were staring at her , which I perfectly hate. Naturally my eyes change into the dark shade of black and they get afraid. A smirk plaster on my face knowing ki sach me no one can has the guts to meet my eyes, and myself is quite far away from this.

Now my hands got tight around her hands because the temple steps were slippery due to rain and I don't want her to get hurt.

The feeling of her hands in mine is undescribable ufff she is becoming something which may she has to pay something she never did!!!!

And unwantedly the basin area comes. I don't know why but I am glaring at the taps of the basin.

??? Ji kya basin area aagaya?
She asked softly.

The first thing comes to my mind hearing her voice is casini (sugar syrup)
I am completely lost in her voice but.

???" Ji aap sun rahe hai?"

"Ji sirf aapki".

I declare unconsciously.

??? "Huh"

I come out from my khayal.....

"Ji mera matlab haa aagya hai basin area"

I said softly.

She jingles her right hand bangles signing me to leave her hand but my mind again landed on how will they make noise when I will be buried deep inside her or pounding on her ?

My khyal got broken by the lady infront.

"Ji mera hath"

"Mere pas"