Ek Villian

Chapter 10 (A Night of Trust)

The next five days passed like the wind. There was so much to do in so little time. Guru had no idea about the rituals, what kind of clothes to wear, or anything else. However, some boys in Guru's gang, who looked up to him like an elder brother, teamed up with Aadesh and Ayush to handle all the planning and preparation. These were the same boys who had always been known for breaking things but were now working hard to bring everything together for their Guru Bhai.

When Aadesh informed his relatives about Ayush's wedding, the majority refused to attend, believing that Ayush was ruining his life by marrying a man. They also thought Aadesh was supporting Ayush's madness, something they couldn't accept. When Ayush found out about this, he became upset. However, Guru consoled him. The next day, during the engagement, all of Ayush's young cousins were present.

They apologized on behalf of their parents to Ayush and Guru. Guru, unfazed, focused only on Ayush, his soon-to-be husband. Seeing his cousins' efforts, Ayush's sadness melted away.

When the wedding expenses started piling up and Aadesh was overwhelmed, Guru stepped in and firmly told him not to worry. Guru promised that Ayush would have the wedding he dreamed of, and they would handle the expenses together. This reassured Aadesh, easing all his stress.

The next day was the Haldi ceremony. Ayush's cousins applied a light layer of turmeric on him, but Guru was drenched from head to toe. The gang boys worried Guru might lose his temper, but nothing of the sort happened. Instead, Guru stood up, went to Ayush, and smeared turmeric from his own face onto Ayush's. While Ayush blushed, Guru remained unfazed, simply expressing his love for his partner.

On the third day, it was time for the Mehendi ceremony. Ayush disliked mehendi and outright refused to apply it. His dad and cousins tried to convince him, but he stood firm—until Guru appeared, wearing a white kurta, with mehendi not only on his hands but also on his feet.

Guru said, "These kids made a bet with me that if you love me as much as I love you, the mehendi color on you will come out just as deep as mine. Otherwise, I wouldn't have applied it either. I just didn't want them to prove me wrong..."

With tears in his eyes, Ayush replied, "Dad, start my mehendi too. After all, we'll have to find each other's names in it."

On the fourth day was the Sangeet ceremony. Everyone was dancing and having fun. When it was time for the couple's dance, Guru felt awkward as he had never danced as part of a couple. Ayush, understanding this, turned the dance into a lively baraat-style celebration, making the night full of joy and laughter.

The next day was the wedding. Everyone was sleep-deprived, having had less than four hours of rest. The preparations were in full swing. Guru's friends got him ready, while Ayush's cousins helped him. For the first time in his life, Guru was clean-shaven and stood at the mandap, waiting for his groom. When Ayush arrived, they both had tears in their eyes. Both looked stunning. During the wedding rituals, Aadesh's eyes welled up, knowing Guru would take great care of his son. After the rituals, Guru wasted no time, and the couple left for Mumbai.

On the highway, a group of cars was waiting. Guru knew who they were. Ayush began to ask, but Guru interrupted, "Wait here, I'll be back."

Guru entered one of the cars and didn't emerge for ten minutes. Ayush grew anxious while Guru was inside, talking to Caesar.

Guru said, "Meeting Ayush made me realize it's easy to take a life but incredibly hard to save one."

Caesar replied, "Hmm."

Guru continued, "Take my life if you must, but I swear I won't harm anyone ever again."

Caesar said, "So, you've finally found a reason to live. Go, save your love. And don't worry about money. If you ever need it, just ask. No need to return it."

Caesar affectionately patted Guru on the cheek and let him go. Guru, who had always looked up to Caesar as a father figure, was overjoyed to start a new life.

In Mumbai, Ayush began his treatment. Guru stayed by his side every moment. The treatments and tests were hard on Ayush's body and just as taxing on Guru's mind. Guru couldn't bear the thought of losing Ayush, but all he could do was wait.

Ayush endured immense pain and spent most of his time sleeping due to the heavy medications. One day, when Ayush woke up and went for a walk with a nurse, he saw Guru kneeling before a statue of God, hands clasped, eyes closed, praying. Every prayer was for Ayush and his health.After each day's tests and treatments, Guru would carry Ayush in his arms and take him home. Ayush hate  traveling by car, so Guru often drove Ayush's Bullet motorcycle while Ayush, like a child, sat in front, hugging Guru and dozing off.

Six months passed. Ayush's treatment was ongoing, but now Ayush worried about Guru. If he didn't survive, he feared Guru might slip back into darkness. One evening, Ayush waited in their room for Guru, who had gone to collect the latest test reports. When Guru returned, he sat by Ayush's feet and placed his diary on Ayush's lap, his head bowed.

In a low voice, Guru said, "It's time to fulfill all your dreams... together."Confused, Ayush asked, "What?"

Guru, teary-eyed, replied, "We have a lifetime, Ayush. A lifetime for you to live."

Ayush cupped Guru's face, his own eyes filling with tears. Guru said, "You will live, Ayush. You will live."

Guru embraced Ayush tightly. Both shed tears of joy. Finally, they could leave behind their fear of death and live their life to the fullest.

A few months later, Guru purchased a house for the two of them. A large portion of the house was made of wood, giving it a cozy and warm feel. They found their happiness in each other. Sometimes, Ayush would blindfold Guru and play a game of tag inside the house, while other times, they would climb to the roof and fly paper planes together. Ayush was recovering remarkably well, and their days were filled with laughter and love.

Eight months had passed since their wedding, but apart from sharing kisses, they hadn't taken their intimacy further. Guru was always cautious, afraid of putting too much strain on Ayush's body. He never initiated anything beyond their shared moments of affection.

One night, when Guru came home, the lights were off. Curious, he made his way to their bedroom and found the room dimly lit and beautifully decorated. Ayush stood there wearing just Guru's white shirt, his eyes brimming with love. He opened his arms and softly invited Guru to come closer.

As they sat together on the bed, Ayush held Guru's hand and began kissing it gently. Guru hesitated, a hint of concern in his voice.

Guru: "Ayush, I think... maybe we should—"

Ayush: "Shhh... We've waited long enough, Guru. I'm ready. Don't worry."

Ayush placed one hand on Guru's neck, pulling him closer, and began kissing him softly. Guru's reservations slowly melted away. After a while, Guru rested his head in Ayush's lap, planting delicate kisses as they embraced. They moved slowly, savoring each moment, as if the night was infinite and they had all the time in the world.

Wrapped in each other's arms, their love flowed unhurriedly, blending into the quiet intimacy of the night. For the first time, they allowed themselves to truly melt into one another, trusting the bond they shared.