Smitten

Chapter five

It has been a week from the elevator confession, there were quite awkward and cute moments since then but nevertheless they were actually progressing in their marriage. It was a bright Sunday morning when Sadhna was sitting with a hot mug of coffee on their bed waiting for him to wake up. She still dint have the guts to be his wife in all means and she was hesitant, his cute baby face in his sleep stirred her heart and she caressed his hair to which he held her hand and brought it to his chest entwining his fingers with hers. He was awake but pretending to be asleep so that he can play for a while.

She bit her lower lip controlling her pink flush which was seeping from her neck onto her face. She tried to pull her hand slowly and as he tightened his grip, she tickled him with her free hand which woke him up startled. She ran away chuckling when he smiled at himself and had his coffee.

He entered the kitchen after getting ready and saw her busy spraying water into her kitchen garden. He sat on the kitchen counter
“When shall we start for the reception?” he asked her
“May be 7 will be fine” she said still busy watering plants
“We couldn’t shop, you want to shop something? We still have time?” he asked
“No, I think I have enough stuff to manage” she said looking at him finally.
“By the way, Will Mom and Dad come?” she asked him suddenly as they are very closely related to the bride
“I dint talk to maa after she left” he said feeling sad all of a sudden
Sadhna came to Kailash placing her hand on his cheek,
“I think they will certainly be happy at your chivalry towards me. Don’t worry!” she said
He held her hand and kissed her palm which only made her withdraw her hand blushing roses.
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She was wearing a beautiful gold saree with similar pearl work along the length of the saree, she was wearing long earrings complimenting to the saree, a bright red lip and dark kohl in her eyes. His mouth went dry seeing her and his head felt so light as if he will faint. She wore a single bangle on one hand and a classic watch on the other. There was nothing but her mangalsutra in her neck, the black beads contrasting with the whole attire. She sprayed perfume on her pulse points, grabbed her clutch, took the gift and turned around only to find him leaning onto the door ogling at her shamelessly.

“Do we really have to go to the wedding?” he asked approaching her
“Why? What’s wrong?” she asked widening her eyes.
“Nothing, I just want this attire of yours as a treat for myself. I don’t want every single aunty over there to give you all the laser beam evil eyes!” he ended.

“Aww, I don’t think you need to worry. I will be fine.” She said
“ummm… can I have a dance with you?”
“Don’t tell me, there is going to be a couple dance in the reception!!”
“I want to dance with my lady love before leaving” he chuckled
Her heart skipped a beat at the mention of love. Did he really mean it? She still was unsure but trying her level best to maintain a simple and easy relation with him.

He took the clutch and gift, placed on the bed, held one hand keeping another on his shoulder and circling his arm around her waist. Her golden skin was turning crimson at his proximity. He felt so owned by her and was lost basking in the fragrance of hers swaying her side to side. She was also so lost in his musky scent almost losing the control on her knees.

Their trance was broken by a phone call, he cursed the caller and broke the hug making Sadhna bite her lip in extreme embarrassment.

He murmured something to the caller and
“We have to leave for the reception ASAP.” He said uninterested
“How about you don’t have to drive and go in a cab?
“Sounds better” he said pulling out his phone to book a cab. He can hold her hand and sit all along the way and back. They locked their house and sped off in the cab.

He held her hand and sat down rubbing the back of her hand and caressing her fingers, he wanted to do much more but he felt helpless as the driver will get awkward.

They reached the venue and the evening passed off in a blur, meeting and greeting everyone as a married couple made things better, the whole evening he was trying to steal glances and tried to steal her away from the crowd but al in vain. They reached home by 10:30 and sank into the mattress in their bedroom.

She is so tired that she doesn’t have the energy to change, she tried to undo her neck piece by putting her hair on one shoulder, and she suddenly got conscious and tried to get up making her way to the dressing table. He pulled her down holding her wrist and he tried to remove unscrew her earrings, pull out her bangle and undid her saree brooch at her shoulder; soon she was feeling light with only mangalsutra in her neck. He was so mesmerized by looking at her golden skin shining in the golden saree having a hard time controlling without touching her. She then went to the dressing table, took some make up wipes and removed all her make - up, went into the washroom changed her saree into a simple saree. His eyes shined looking at her in a saree, he was feeling so special, she wore a saree for him, and the feeling was heavenly. He held her hand and kissed the back of her palm, she cupped his face, their love was slowly surfacing and his eyes welled up. He tried his level best but couldn’t stop himself, his bubble of anguish burst. Holding her around her waist he started to sob like a 5 year old, he is finally venting out his pain, his guilt and he just wanted to feel guilt free.

He loves her. He loves her to such an extent that even letting her go alone to her work makes him feel ashamed, she is his queen to worship and should be worshipped like one.
She placed her hand into his hair and tried to console him, after sobbing for a while he took her saree pallu and wiped his tears, she adjusted his hair, caressed his face and kissed his forehead.

“why did you do that?” he asked
“I am sorry”, she said feeling sorry immediately thinking she went too far
“who is responsible if I lose control tonight?” he asked with a serious face again
Her face slowly softened,
“I don’t think you will force anyone against their will” she said simply
There was silence for a while and before she even realized he claimed her mouth, it was more of a promise, more of an assurance, more than anything in the universe. His hand holding her jaw savouring more and more of her, her hands went around his neck, her soft chest colliding with his hard one, his hand on her waist squeezing the tender flesh. They pulled out when they were out of breath and their eyes were heavy with immense love for each other. He slept on the bed pulling her with himself, she slowly laid her head on his chest sinking deep and he held her stronger placing his lips on her forehead slipping into deep slumber.