Is It Hate OR Love? Jodha Akbar

Chapter 21

Ch-21

After an enormous love, they lost in each other's embrace and relaxed peacefully with a content smile on their faces. Both were conscious, but their eyes were resting in immense peace. Their hearts flooded with the tides of emotions of Harmony and peace.

Jalal embraced her in his arms with a possessive grip; his legs were as well tangled securely with hers. She was hiding in his broad, muscular shoulders with a feeling of assurance. Everything was so beautiful and faultless. After many ups and downs, they consumed their marriage for eternity. It was more than a half-hour they sluggishly rested in quietness.

He nearly drowns into slumber with an innocent gratifying grin on his surface with a sturdy grip on her. He had yearned for these moments for long; how could he let her go? Being with her was giving him a feeling of absolute content. Since their first meeting, he craved her love, and finally, after a long wait for his dream fulfilled to reality. Eventually, she became the sole part of him forever; he felt he had conquered the entire Hindustan.

They both were still in the undressed condition. Jodha roused up from a sensational reality dream and beautiful memories of their first consummations, which brought a charming smirk. She was feeling shy and thrilled, her face tinted with a pink all over. She spotted him sleeping with a pure angelic smile on his face, and his seductive eyes were still sealed. As always, she got hypnotized by his sweet innocence. Soon she gained her insight and chosen to dress up before he awake. In silence, she tried to release out of his passionate, powerful grip, but his grasp was so firm that all her efforts got wasted. She tried again and again but in vain.

He realized in his sleep; she was trying to release from his hold; with close eyes, he smirked and tightened his clasp even more sharply.

She knew he was awake and playing around. In a dim timid tone, she slurred, "Shahenshah... Please, let me go."

He slowly unsealed his captivating, seductive eyes, which danced with humor. His mischievous smirk curved his lips lopsided. Instead of releasing, he squeezed even closer in his grip, "Oh sure... You can go..." He responded innocently, but at the same time tightened his clutch on her.

Jodha looked up to see if his eyes were still closed. The instant their eyes met, her face set with timid rosiness. She was feeling awkward, embarrassed, and shy for her rowdiness. Her eyes dropped down, and swiftly she hides her face in his broad chest. "Jalal, don't trouble me more. Please let me go..." She requested in a faint slur.

His lips curled up into an intriguing grin. He kept quiet by ignoring her request.

She raised her face and scrolled at him nervously and repeated with a little-stiffened tone- "Let me go, Shahenshah." Annoyance on her face was clearly visible.

He responded using a louder tone, "You can go, my dear, when I stopped you?"

Jodha grinned, seeing him blushing and clearly understood his intentions. 'Oh!!! So he is challenging me.' She strained very hard to come out of his grip. She pushed herself, tried to emanate out. However, his strong muscular shoulders and huge body compare to her petite size, and she failed, not even an inch of success. She persistently tried with her unsuccessful efforts for a few minutes.

Finally, she shouted with crabbiness- "Shahenshah, enough now."

He replied in a slow pace with pause- "Hmmm. I can let you go... however... before that, you have to confess that you are my Junglee Billi (Wild Cat), and you have to admit your defeat."

"Don't challenge me; else you are going to lose." In an irritable tone, she retorted

"Hmmm... My begum seems so worried to lose." He grinned, seeing her irritated