Chapter Twenty
We drove back home late night. Mom was waiting for us though I had told her to sleep but mom being mom. She never sleep peacefully until her child come back safely.
Before I rang the doorbell she opened the door immediately.
"ShukarAllah", you both reached safely. Mom said reciting durood and then blowing on us.
We both greeted her. She asked if we want to have dinner. But we had already dined while returning home.
You both go and rest well.
"Shabba khair" (Goodnight). Mom said and left for her room.
Closing the door Imran said,
"Now............!!!"
Now what? I said raising my eyebrows while controlling my cheeks not to blush.
He came closer, bending down he lifted me in his arms before I could understand anything.
"Aap kya kar rhe hai koi dekh lega?"
("What are you doing someone will see us?")
"No one will see us, everyone is sleeping you don't worry baby!"
Hearing baby from his mouth she scrunched her nose, but he didn't notice.
You don't know, there is ritual in our house that after wedding, husband lift wife in his arm and carry her till their bedroom.
Her eyes grew wide in surprise, but there was nothing like this on our wedding day, she said encircling her hand around his neck to balance herself.
Actually I told mom not to do this ritual as may be you will feel uncomfortable. So she agreed but Rumi teasing me said, after being comfortable with each other you can do this ritual bhai.
She was blushing, also somewhere surprise as she had never thought of such a romantic ritual. She smiled nodding her head.
He carried her to their room. Slowly made her sit on the bed. You know what happens afterward, he winked at her.
Her heart started beating. She understood what he was saying.
Nothing happens Mr. Husband we should change and sleep. She said with the straight face not to look in his eyes.
He knows she was shy after hearing his words. Standing up she walk towards her closet to take night dress.
She had not came out of the moment of kiss yet and he is teasing her more.
He came closer hugging her from behind. He wraps his hand around her waist. Resting his chin on her shoulder he whispered in her ears.
Hota toh boht kuch hai--- "Malika-e-Imran," lekin aapke izazat ke bina aapka shohar kuch karega nahi.
(Happens a lot of stuff my wife, but without your permission your husband will not do anything).
Her ears became red hearing "Malika-e-Imran". He gave her such a beautiful name. He kissed softly on her shoulder. She grasp her dress tightly. He stood there resting his face on her, while her breathing increased.
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