Okay so this part is in Manik's POV....many wanted Manik's POV at times but the story was from Nandini's POV so I thought of giving u guys a small glimpse of it
I was restlessly looking out of the window of the cab to measure the huge endless traffic in front of me. If there was one thing that I didn't like about my city it has to be this. It was more than half an hour and I was stuck there.
"Bhaiya jaldi karo na..kahin aur se le lo nahi toh", I knew it was point less yet poked the cab driver to manage through the traffic.
"Saab aage ki line dekh rahe hai na ab gaadi uda me leke jaun kya??", he said in a typical irritated tone.
I muttered silently and hunched back on the seat helplessly. It would still take me quite some time before I reach home and see my beautiful wife. It had just been 2 days that I had not seen her but hang on the word just cannot be justified in this context. It had to be 2 FREAKING DAYS, 48 DAMN HOURS and god knows how many minutes and seconds that I had not seen her. It seemed like ages. The habit of being close to her, of touching her , feeling her, kissing her had gotten into me so badly that I could never imagine of staying away from her.Everything about her was beautiful..her innocent flickering eyes, her tempting luscious lips, cute pout , her heart warming smile, her tinkling voice, her silly antics, baseless demands and senseless arguments all of it was so appealing.
I wondered how had I missed her during college. Well that was a phase when I was more focused to build a career more importantly to keep myself away from the bitter truths of my life. But I am grateful to the almighty that eventually she found her way into my life. Yes that is what she has done to me, difficult to believe but now someone like Manik Malhotra has his faith on god.She was like this whiff of fresh wind who blew me over.
I still remember the day when I saw her first, the curious innocence in her eyes just bowled me over. I had kissed her to make her be comfortable around me. She had left her home and family , I didn't want her to feel like a stranger to me. I had to break the ice ,those myriad questions in her mind so I just kissed her to assure that I was there. She was so soft so delicate that I had to think a zillion times before holding her what if I hurt her. But then I did exactly that if not physically but in every other way that could break her into pieces.Although I died a 100 times over in the process of hurting her but that was the worst truth of my life that I had hurt her. I could never thank God enough for allowing me to have her back in my life and my life since that day has been pure bliss. She had my most precious gift growing inside her and I like a complete jerk had to leave her in this condition for a stupid official event. Had she not forced me I would have never taken this trip to Italy which separated her from me even if it was for a few days. But it was time and I was going to be back to her.
I zapped out of my thoughts as the car came to a halt. I had reached, I flocked out of the cab in a second's time and ran towards my life. I didn't know what was the urgency? Why did I want to see her so desperately and then it struck me I was missing her.
"Saab the lift is out of order.. Sorry par aapko stairs se jana parega", the lift man informed me as he saw me in a hurry.
I should have been annoyed at him but I found a smile instead. I hurried through the stairs. The last time I had taken them Nandini was in my arms then. I wanted to kill myself for being so harsh on her that she walked all the way from Karjat to Mumbai. Her swollen foot and shaken state was a blow to me. I badly wanted to punish myself and so I carried her through the 12 floors. But today my steps treaded faster than ever before so that I could see my wife as soon as possible. I intended to surprise her which was why I had not informed her about my return.
I quietly opened the door and found her in the kitchen lost in the soft music playing. She was completely engrossed into making something.I tip toed towards her and pulled her all of a sudden and smacked my lips against hers. Nandini gasped to the sudden action. I didn't want to scare her but also knew if I did it the normal way I would have had to cut through her zillion questions before reaching her. I had already tortured myself enough in the last two days of being away from her and it was impossible to waste a second further.Nandini's bulging eyes took a fraction to register that it was me. Even though her lips were stuck with mine her eyes had her questions ready. My eyed pleaded her to give in first and let me live the moment and she gave in.
I picked her up and made her sit on the kitchen counter while continuing to ram our lips together. I sucked her with all my zeal. Shit it felt awesome, her alluring taste and sweet fragrance was driving me crazy. I could never possibly get enough of her. I tried to push against her but there came something in between...her full grown tummy. It restricted me to be closer. For the first time the insane part in me was not liking the fact that she was pregnant. I left her as I saw her gasping for breath.
"Ma..Mani..Manik..how come you are here now?? You were going to be back by next Tuesday??", she panted and mumbled and fumbled before letting those words out of her mouth.
I looked at her sheepishly for a moment but I blurted the truth.
"I was missing you..",I looked at her helplessly," I am sorry I didn't mean to scare you it was just that I needed you badly".
She gaped at my stupid face for 2 whole minutes before she broke into hysterical giggles.
"Manik do you know you are adorably mad..you were missing me so you wrapped up your 7 day trip in 2 days", and she laughed like a lunatic.
I had to stop her before she made any more fun of me. I came closer locked her hand and shut her up again.She gave in the next second, even she couldn't deny that she missed me. Her flour smeared hands were all over my face and neck. Everything on the kitchen counter from the vegetables to the utensils to the spices were on the floor now while we were busy satiating our thirst for each other.
Gosh!!! She was so soft and delicate, her skin was as smooth as cream and it flushed at my touches. Nandini was tired now and she pushed me lightly to separate ourselves.
"Manik if you are missing me so much in just two days then how are you going to stay for months?".
"Months???""Yeah after the baby is born...I will be staying with Mom na at least for 5-6 months."
"What the f...?? Are you crazy 6 months??? Why will you stay with your Mom??? You are going to be with me".
"Manik.. How will I take care of the baby alone?? I will need Mom and Nani for guidance".
"Nothing doing.. You won't go anywhere.. I need you and its our baby we will handle.. I will help you.", I shrugged confidently.
"Acha!!! You will help...like seriously.. Just look at the kitchen floor...romance me chakkar mein pura ghar ganda kar dia hai tumne..aur help karenge janab..bade aaye", she made a grumpy face and looked around to take note of the mess.
"Haan...toh I will clean it up...dont worry", I tried to calm her as she gave me flustered looks.
"No need...go and freshen up", she somewhat ordered me as she dusted the flour from my hair, "Tomorrow your MandaTai will clean it up...now go and have your bath and I will arrange for dinner".
I nodded at her command and moved back."Manik..", she called out from back and flip flopped to me. She grabbed my collar and pulled me down to her level and smooched me, "I missed you too...", the glint in her eyes said that it was difficult for her as well to stay away from me.
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