𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐰𝐢

"26. Sparkling Moments"

"vo mujhme aise basti hai
Jaise Mera hi ek hissa ho
Jo main kabhi khatam na kar pau
Vo meri zindagi ka vo kissa ho"

-Fictionflare_
(Rudraksh)

(Jaldi jaldi me kuch sujha nahi, aap log hi kuch likh do)

After lunch, Ruhanika, bubbling with excitement, eagerly grabbed Rudraksh’s hand and began pulling him toward their room. Rudraksh couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm; though she held his hand tightly, it was him who was truly moving them forward, humoring her attempts to “drag” him along. He knew her little hands weren’t quite strong enough to actually pull him, but he played along, letting her lead the way as she filled the hallway with her cheerful energy. Once they reached the room, Ruhanika beamed, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Rudraksh watched her with amused affection, curious about what had her so thrilled.

Rudraksh: "kya ho gaya hai betu??"
(What happened, sweetie?)

Ruhanika: "Aap jaiye na pehle ye kapde badal ke aaiye."
(First, go and change your clothes.)

Rudraksh: "Haa par baat kya hai??"
(Yes, but what’s the matter?)

Ruhanika: "Hume na bhabhi sa ne kuch sikhaya hai, unhone kaha hai aise pati aur patni kareeb aate hai, hume vo aapke sath karna hai."
(Bhabhi taught me something, she said that this is how a husband and wife become close, and I want to do it with you.)

Rudraksh's eyes widened in shock, his expression freezing as he took in the unexpected words.

Rudraksh: "K..Arna hai, k..kya k..ya karna hai betu??"
(K...You want to do wh...what with me?)

Ruhanika: "areh aap na chinta mat kijiye, hum araam se karenge, bhabhi sa ne kaha ye sab toh har pati patni me hota hi hai."
(Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow, bhabhi said this is normal between husbands and wives.)

Now, Rudraksh was even more shocked. His mind raced uncontrollably, spiraling with a flood of unsettling thoughts that he struggled to push away. Despite his best efforts, his imagination ran wild, drawing conclusions he didn’t want to face.

Rudraksh: "B..etu, ye.. ye kya keh rahi ho. Iski z..arurat nahi hai."
(S...sweetie, wh...what are you talking about? There’s no need for this.)

Ruhanika: "Areh hai zarurat aap jaiye na kapde badal ke aaiye."
(But there is! Now go and change your clothes.)

Rudraksh barely had a moment to process what had just happened. Ruhanika had firmly, yet playfully, pushed him into the closet. He stood there in shock for a moment. However, he quickly collected himself, changed into a loose shirt and sweatpants instead of his usual vest, and stepped out of the closet. He walked slowly toward Ruhanika, wanting not to rush things. But before he knew it, she came running toward him, her excitement contagious as she grabbed his hand.

Rudraksh: "Ruhhh, suno tumhe na pata nahi hai ye sab isiliye ye sab chodo tum apne dimag se nikal do."
(Ruhh... listen, you don’t understand what you’re saying. Just forget about it, okay?)

Ruhanika: "Arehhh kyu nikale apne dimag se?? Kya aap humare kareeb nahi aana chahte??"
( Why should I forget it? Don’t you want to be close to me?)

Rudraksh: "Aisi baat nahi hai betu, par is tarah se nahi."
(It’s not like that, sweetie, but not like this.)

Rudraksh gently cupped her face, his thumbs softly tracing circles on her cheeks as he looked into her eyes with a calm, reassuring gaze. His voice was steady, filled with warmth and patience as he spoke, trying to help her understand.