Yeh Mausam Ki Barish- Devakshi OS

Yeh Mausam Ki Barish

Dripping wet into rain, she twirled around once again and splashed the rain drops away from her hands. The soft grass under her feet was slippery but she was completely ignorant to it. She was ignorant to her self state too. The maroon suit she was wearing was stuck to her smooth untouched velvety skin. Her lips were dripping wet and a huge bright smile was gracing her pink lips. The red bangles in her hand were producing a beautiful sound. A single locket chain was adoring her swan like neck. And all she was looking up at the clouded sky which was showering his love on her.

"Kash aisi hi baarish, unke pyaar ki bhi kabhi mujhpe ho" She wished and a lingering smile get pasted on her lips.

On the other hand, a black Mercedes entered the garage and a well suited man got down from it. The shelter of the garage didnt let him get wet. His ignorant eyes looked up at the close door of his house when they turned and stopped at his wife, who was drenched in rain from head to toe. His heart burned with the sexual vibes, her current look was passing on him. She was looking just too sexy & desirable. Only he knew how he spent those months, in her presence. Sharing the same bed, room, house, meals, silent walks and still not touching her was a torture. He remembered how on their wedding reception, almost 5 months before, all of his friends congratulated him to have such a beautiful wife.

"Yaar bhabhi toh bohot khoobsurat layi hain Aunty....bohut lucky hai tu"

But he couldn't love her. He knew she deserved all the love in the world, but who could convince his mind who was always taking precautions. He was hurt badly by a girl whom he had loved immensely. He couldn't risk opening up his heart once again.

He looked around to see the watchman taking an eyeful of his wife and that agitated him to no measures.

"Sonakshi...Sonakshi..." But the rain was pouring with such a loud noise that she couldn't hear him.

"Ye ladki bilkul pagal hai" He murmured in anger as he opened his car door and pressed the horn.

Sonakshi stopped twirling on hearing the horn and looked in the garage to see her angry husband, standing with a grudge look. She instantly corrected her duppata which was refusing to get straightened. He saw her and shook his head in dismissal.

She came close to him with slow soft steps and ignored to look into his eyes.

"Aap...aap kab aye?" She hesitantly asked.

"Jab app barish ke mazay loot rahi thi..." He looked at her from head to toe.

When she was jumping and dancing in rain, she was not feeling any cold, but now as her body temperature was getting down to normal, she was shivering.

"Chalo andar...warna thand lag jayegi" He said and went towards the main entrance of the door while she looked at his retreating back. How she wished that he would have pulled off his coat and covered her, just in that filmy style.

"Main kitni pagal hoon..." She mentally hit herself.

"Hum thodi hi na kahin bahar hain, jo wo aisa karenge...apne ghar main hi toh hain" She told herself and followed him inside.

His eyes were constantly looking at the door, just to take a look of her while he was opening his cufflinks. She was no where in sight.

"Pata nahiin kahaan reh gayi yeh..." He thought as he opened his shirt button's next. No matter how much he refused it, but the truth was that he cared. And cared a lot. She was wet, she was dripping wet. Oh God!! What if she catches cold...or get sick...or...

There were endless list of OR's running up in his mind that's why he was acting lazy today and wanted her to take a bath first.

The last three buttons were left open when she entered the room with his tea. He was looking damn attractive as his bare chest was on display. Sonakshi lowered down her lashes quickly.