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After reaching inside the hut by our field, we laid down on the small cot inside.
I stared at the stars, lying in his arms, and he was staring at me.
I don't know why but I was feeling very jealous and possesive since today morning. Until, dinner. Until she said that I'm like a younger sister to her.
Nandani.
She isn't anything like what I had expected. She is good. Really good. Kind. Sweet.
And if my intuitions are wrong, I know I'll always have my husband to save me, and love me. Love me. How foreign these words were to me- and how familiar it has become recently.
He says it. That he loves me. Very often. Day and night. I love it when he confesses.
His hands slowly touched my belly, swirling his fingers lightly over it and goosebumps erupted all over my body.
I already know he is in mood today. Mood to do something clearly sensual, something very romantic. His words, his eyes, his touch, all are th valid proof that I'm right.
"Kaisa raha aapka din, humare Bina?" he asked in a low voice.
I turned my body towards him, holding onto his torso,
"Aapke bina kaisa rehta hai humara din, Varun?"
He smiled slightly,
"Woh toh aap bataengi na hume, Malini."
I whispered in a low voice,
"Aapki yaad aa rahin thi hume, poore din."
"Hmm?"
I nodded my head,
"Haan. Aaj poore din Khali baithe the na hum. Kamre me kaid."
He brushed off a lose strand of hair from my face,
"Aisa kyun?"
I formed a pout on my lips and blabbered,
"Poore din... Hume kisi ne rasoi me ghusne nahin diya. Hum kya karte baithe baithe akele? Poora Khana Nandani ji ne banaya, aur Maa ji ne kaha Hume aaram ki jyada zaroorat Hain, isliye unhone bhi Nandani ji ko Nahi roka."
He placed a soothing kiss over my forehead,
“Toh Maa ne galat kya kaha, Malini? Aaram ki zarurat toh hai na aapko?”
I gazed into his eyes,
“Hum samajhte hai, par poore din kamre mein?”
“Nandani se hi baatein kar leti. Humne toh suna hai ladkiyon ko bas koi bahana chahiye hota hai lambi baatein karne ka.” He chuckled.
I lightly hit on his chest, and spoke honestly, “Aisa nahin hai ... Aur.... Hume Nandani ji....achii nahi lagi thi.”
I intertwined our fingers together and mumbled,
"Woh.... woh ... Jo humare... rishte..."
He squeezed my hand, cutting me off,
"Hume laga hi tha ki Aapko buri lagi hogi woh baat, hum samajhte hai Malini," his thumb gently brushed the back of my hand, "Par... woh dil ki saaf hai, Malini. Kabhi kabhi logon ke muu se Nikal jaati Hain aisi baatein Jo Hume buri lag jaati Hain, Malini."
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