Anuseena OS- matured

Memories P-2

She looked up at him with fear as he caught his breathe making his way to her worry clearly reflecting on his way. She was surprised at his reaction as he cupped her face asking of her wellbeing while her husband had slapped her or hit her whenever she did anything like this.

Though he never forced himself on her but he had punished her by locking her in a room, starving her or beating her till she lost her consciousness. She always looked forward for the days he left home she always felt like she was trapped in someone else's body she wanted to fight and punish him but she never found the confidence.

AS: Priye app thik hai? kya hua hai apko? Kahi dard ho raha hai? Chikitsak bhulaye hum apke liye? Dekiye agar apko bura laga toh shama kijea hume kintu...

Before he could finish his sentence HM reconnected their lips kissing him more passionately while he stood there confused at her actions but soon responded melting away in her tempting touches. AS pulled her close making sure she will never go away from him with his hands spreading her legs standing between them as his hands pushed her dress up massaging her thighs. Both pull away catching their breathe while AS went to her neck giving her open mouth kisses marking her skin. AS took her in his arms moving to his bedroom making her his all over again. Both were sleeping peacefully when HM woke up to use the bathroom, she did think she will regret it but the man sleeping next to her with a peaceful smile made her think otherwise. Placing a kiss on his nose she made her way to the bathroom stopping on her way to the wardrobe opening it for a shirt to wear as she couldn't find anything around and her dress was ripped by the beast who was sleeping peacefully. When pulling a shirt, a photo album fell out she picked it up and placed it on the table. She used the bathroom and got dressed in his shirt coming out when her eyes went to the album again. She let her curiosity get the best of her and sat on the bed near him going through the pictures. It was pictures of AS with his family making her smile seeing the smile and love of the people in the pictures.

The love she saw in the pictures is the love she craved for dearly. She looked at the pride and love in elderly woman's eyes as she looked up at him while the girl next to him looked up at him with love and respect. HM flipped the pages and found a picture of a couple lost in the love of their country as they were dressed in the khaki uniform surrounded by their family. The man aka AS dressed in the DSP uniform while the woman aka her dressed in a SHO uniform. HM looked at the picture shocked and checked again to confirm of it was her. She flipped the pictures and found more pictures of her and AS both looking madly in love with each other. She stopped at the last picture which was their wedding picture where he was filling in her hairline looking in her eyes with a soft smile. They both looked like the happiest people alive at that moment. HM looked at his sleeping figure with tears in her eyes trying to remember this.

HM she shook him for she needed answers: Anu

AS whines opening his eyes and immediately hugs her close seeing her cry: kya hua Priye kya  app thik hai app roh kyu rahi hai dekiye hum kuch bhi bardasht kar sakte hai par apke akho se ashru humse nahi deke jate. Apka ek ek asu humare liye kanjar hai Priye kripiya bataye hua kya hai? Hum kya kare yeh rokne ke kiye.

HM points at their picture hugging him back sobbing. AS immediately understood, what might have happened. He held her consoling her giving her kisses.

AS: bhas jaan bohot hogaya aur nahi chup hoayea

HM: who am I to you Anu?

AS: jaan hai app humari Priye humare jine ki waja app humare bejan jindagi ke jine ki waja hai app

HM: so why don't I remember anything

AS sighs placing her on his lap wrapping them in the blanket as he held her close: chaleye apko ek kahani sunate hai humari prem kahani