Ishq Junooniyat (Book 3)

47. Moving Apart

Aarchi walked to Vihaan smiling widely. He quickly stood by her side supporting.

"Guess what?" Aarchi said as he carried her to the car. He looked at her curiously.

"I've been given a green flag" She said pecking his jaw as her eyes shone bright under the sunlight.

"My pussy is so happy with this news, ohh god the happiness I can already feel" Aarchi said closing her eyes already imagining things making Vihaan chuckle.

"Do you have anything important to do?" Aarchi asked swinging her legs.

"If not then let's lock ourselves in a room today please. We ain't leaving the room until we finish a whole pack of condoms. I desperately need you inside me in all ways" Aarchi said opening her purse finding her phone.

"Again another honeymoon suite?" Vihaan asked helping her inside the car.

"Spot on" She said with a cheesy smile. Vihaan called on a few numbers and directed the driver to a 5 star hotel. Aarchi bounced her leg in excitement.

"I can't wait" Aarchi said pulling up the partition between the driver and them. Without wasting a second she removed her hair tie and went down on her knees in front of him.

"Sabar meri jaan, we are almost there" Vihaan said pulling her face up and kissing her slowly, passionately. The car soon came to a stop. Without waiting for Vihaan, Aarchi opened the door and was already out. Vihaan laughed seeing her excitement. He ran after her and asked the receptionist for their room keys as he informed his family members that Aarchi and him were going out for change of scenery and would return late.

Aarchi tapped her foot on the elevator floor waiting for their room. He carried her in his arms and made way to their room and opened it by scanning the room card on the scanner.

"Jaldi jaldi" Aarchi said kicking her legs in air, asking him to place her on the bed. He placed her on the bed and went to close the curtains. Aarchi discarded her t-shirt and leggings and looked at herself in disappointment.

"What happened?" Vihaan asked removing his t-shirt and jeans.

"I look ugly" Aarchi said touching the scar on her abdomen.

"Ari, jaan" Vihaan sat beside her, removing her hand from her scar.

"I...I... I look stupid. The scar is obnoxious" She said as a tear drop fell on his hand.

"It is the most beautiful scar I've seen. You don't look ugly, you look like a warrior who saved my life" He said laying down on her laps and placing soft kisses along the length of the scar as she cried silently.

"Jaanu you are crying for this scar? I should kill you for leaving the scar of your love on my heart then" He said taking her hand and placing her hand on the small scars on his chest where the glass pieces had cut him.

"My love for you will not reduce seeing this scar. Do you remember the last phera? You'll fight with Yamraj if needed for me. Meri jaan that's what this scar is. You placed yourself in danger to protect me. I got out with a few injuries here and there but you my jaan, you took the fall for me, without thinking much. If anyone heee who should be ashamed it is should be me because I couldn't protect you" Vihaan said holding her hands in his and kissing them lightly.

"But..." Aarchi argued looking at her dark scar.

"The bio oil that I apply every night is to fade the scar away. It fades away pregnancy stretch marks then what is this? Now be my good girl and stop thinking about the scar I love more than you. You looked so happy and excited earlier" Vihaan sat upright and wiped her tears with a smile, kissing her forehead.