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Part 9:
Meanwhile Raman was a little confused with his sudden rush of feelings. Seeing her here tonight and the mere thought of spending the entire night together made him ecstatic. Her drenched form and her almost confession of having missed him acted as catalyst too. Perhaps, he had to tell her what he felt for her. He had effortlessly told that to Shagun but now he felt at a loss of words. The woman he loved was so close to him and he really desired her and wished to make her his. Her being with Subbu also flashed across his mind adding to his determination to confess his feelings. He quickly changed into his casual wear and waited for her in anticipation.
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Almost an hour passed and there was no sign of her. He wondered what the problem was. Why was she taking so long?
"kahi Jhansi ki rani andar hi so tho nahi gayi?"
He went to the door and knocked, "arre itne dher kya kar rahe ho? Wahi sone ka iraadha tho nahi, huh?"
He heard her feeble reply, "aap jaao...so jaao Raman...mujhe aur waqt lagega..."
"What? Aur waqt??? Pani mein beekh ke paagal toh nahi hogayi madrasan?" he was quite confused at the delay and also her weak voice sort of troubled him. Was she alright? Why was she sounding so low?
He knew that she wouldn't tell him or come out. So he decided to do as she said. He went to the bed and pretended to sleep. He knew that she had some problem but the bigger problem was that she didn't want to share it with him.
He squint his eyes when he heard the wash room door click open. She peeped out first to find if he was around and then slowly tip toed to the dressing table. She was dressed in the bath robe and he wondered if that had stopped her from coming out. Was she embarrassed by him seeing her in that robe? Well she did look hot in that wet form and her fair legs were luring him to it.
He had almost decided that it was the problem when he saw her frantically searching for something in her hand bag. He sat up slowly and observed her keenly. He saw her pulling out some face cream and applying it on her hand. That's when he saw small blisters on her arms.
He couldn't control but get up and walk to her in concern. "Kya hua? Dikhaavo mujhe"
His sudden voice startled her and she jerked backward and in an impulse, hid her hand behind her back. She probed trying to keep him away, "aap soye nahi?"
His eyes insisted on seeing what she hid from him while she kept saying, "kuch nahi hai..."
Impatiently, he pulled her arm out, "maine kaha na dikhaavo mujhe"
Her hands had small blisters all over, perhaps some sort of allergy which she had got. She knew that she couldn't hide now and blurted out, "woh bathroom mein koyi body wash tha...acchi khushbu thi toh..."
He snarled back at her stupidity,"khushbu acchi hai toh kuch bhi naya laga logi kya? Paagal aurat! Tumaare skin pe suit karega ya nahi yeh bhi nahi dekhogi, huh??"
She pouted, "itna dhaanto matth aap...ab hogaya na? kya karoom?"
"Karna kya hai?Resort ke manager se poochta hoom...agar koyi skin specialist vacation pe aaya hai toh kuch treatment ho saktha hai...parr maan na padega tum bhi kamaal ki ho...face cream ko multi use cream banaa diya...[he snatched the cream from her and threw it on the table] yeh tumaare face cream lagaake koyi fayda nahi...kis college ne tumhe dentist banaaya yaar?"
He said as he dialled the reception. The door bell rang within the next 5 minutes as he had literally blasted the manager for this mess up. Ishita ran back into the wash room not wishing the waiter to see her like that. Raman was totally amused and laughed at that as he walked to the door.
The waiter had brought the dinner he ordered for her and also with it some skin ointment as a first aid for such allergies and also a tablet to stop further reactions.
He closed the door and walked back calling her out, "Ishita baahar aa jaao...woh tumhe khaane nahi aaya tha...bechaara chala gaya..."
Ishita peeped out to ensure that he was saying the truth and stepped out.
She walked closer and saw that he had even taken care of the fact that she hadn't eaten anything. She was indeed pleased at that gesture of his. She mouthed a thank you to him with a smile filled with gratitude and much more perhaps. He made her eat the dinner first before the tablet.
After dinner, she gulped in the tablet.
Then she tried to take the ointment but he was quick to pick it up, "tum beito, I will help you"
She shook her head vigorously meaning a no..."nahi nahi...main karloongi..."
"tumhe patha hai tumaari problem kya hai? tumhe ek baar mein baatein samajh nahi aathi"
He didn't wait for her reply but just pushed her to sit on the bed and started applying the cream on the blisters slowly and gently so that it wouldn't hurt her. She was moved by the concern that his eyes sported.
He moved up her arm covering each blister with care. The sleeves of the bath robe were rolled up and he saw that it was even worse on her upper arm. Once her hands were done, he could see that there were more on her neck and shoulders but her hesitation was evident in her body language.
"I will go to the restroom and apply it Raman"
Her pleading words came out but her eyes weren't pleading a bit. Somewhere she too wished that he did it for her. He wasn't leaving her to go. Reasons were more than one but he was hesitant too.
She herself was in a dilemma now. His hesitance to help her out was evident in the way he sluggishly looked around and on her hands and she was also skeptical if she had it in her to accept his help. Would she be able to handle it if he helped her?
It was indeed a tricky situation and perhaps he was hesitant for the same reason wondering how she will feel, not because he had to touch her intimately but because he felt that she wouldn't be comfortable with him doing it.
She just spoke up to make it easier for them, "Raman...I will do it"
But his clutch on her hand never loosened. Afterall he was her husband and he had every right over her. He gently held her hand and focused on what her eyes and expressions said as he asked, "Ishita, do you mind me doing it for you?"
Ishita looked at him from her lowered eye lashes. She didn't know what to reply. Yes of course, he could do anything and everything for her. He had every right over her and she really wanted to acknowledge it and tell him her real thoughts but words trailed off in between.
She just whispered, "Raman..."
Raman replied when he saw her searching for words to reply, "its ok Ishita...mujhe patha hai ke its difficult for you but ab iss situation mein aur kya kar sakthe hai...I can't leave you in discomfort! So let me do it for you..."
Ishita managed to nod to him. There was indeed a starting trouble as they were both new to such things. Their bodies revolted against their hearts as his fingers slowly pulled her robe off the shoulders. He stopped abruptly when he felt her stiffening against his touch. He looked away from her as much as possible. The room was so much illuminated and he knew how embarrassing it could be for her. He turned back to switch off all the lights leaving just the night lamp. She felt a bit relaxed now else handling his gaze would have been difficult. She didn't trust her own body. It could act bizarrely under his heated gaze and touch.
He acted in a very gentlemanly manner and tried best not to gaze at her though it got difficult at times. His fingers brushed her soft skin on her shoulders. He tried his best not to touch more than needed and cause weird sensations to both of them.
She shivered and felt a tingling shrill all through her spine as his fingers touched her for the first time. It amazed her that she was indeed prone and not at all immune to such sensations as she blindly made herself believe.
His situation was nothing better from her. The feel of her body against his fingers and his touches on her bare skin were making things difficult for him as well. He controlled all his urges and continued his work like a true gentleman.
He couldn't prevent the brushing of his fingers at all the wrong places on her making her gasp and she clutched the bed sheets for support. He could hear her quick breaths and her thudding heart beats. He couldn't stop his naughty chuckle sensing the effect he had on her.
His hands roamed around her bare back as he applied the cream on her back. He let his fingers linger on her soft skin and embraced her for a moment longer than necessary. Mindlessly, her head rested on his shoulders and he too leaned to her bare shoulders, his breath fanned her exposed skin making her weak and almost melted into him. The accidental brushing of his lips on her shoulders seemed almost like a kiss but he parted from her soon in a reluctant manner.
Fortunately or unfortunately the allergy was just on the upper part of her body as she had washed it off the instant she felt a burning sensation.
Making her wear back the robe was indeed the easiest of the lot. He pulled it on properly over her shoulders carefully so that the medicine would remain intact. She was about to get up but he stopped her, "aise hi leite raho..."
Forcing her back on the bed, he stood up.
He switched on the lights and checked her out once. He was content with the work he had done to perfection. No, he frowned, the strings of the robe was loosened by what he did. He sat back beside her and slowly tied it for her.
It was all weird, strange, and the need of a compelling situation but yet felt magical doing it all for his wife. It wasn't different for her. It was the first time, Raman was doing something so intimate for her. His touching her as if claiming her as his rightful wife was truly enticing and giving her a completed feel already. She seemed to feel complete as his wife now!
The magical situation was indeed freezing their thoughts. He couldn't let go of her so easily. He couldn't think of anything but her in those passion filled moments. He bent down as if to kiss her neck and down below to the skin beneath the robe before he actually closed it. But he stopped himself. He breathed in her feminine fragrance into his senses making her whimper his name. Perhaps he was tempted or she looked so inviting that he couldn't hold it back.
He smacked away his own wandering thoughts and stood up. Caressing her hair, he spoke, "sleep"
His care and concern stunned her. She was seeing this side of him for the first time. It was a night of first times. She felt enchanted in the warmth of his affection.
She knew her sleep was already stolen. She just wanted to hold him to herself. She just wished that they tell each other their real feelings.
She couldn't contemplate or voice out her wishes or what her heart yearned for but her eyes gave away a part of her...if only he saw it or rather let his eyes read through her.
Jaanun main na jaane dil, kya khwahish jagi hai
Kyun aankhon ko bhi kuch hua
Jaagi jaagi rehti hain, kahaan neendein gayi hain
Kya hone laga hai tu bata
He smiled and then reluctantly got up from her side and walked into the bath
room. Now he had to take a shower for sure.
The feel of her skin on his finger tips, her warmth on his body when she leaned onto him, the taste of her skin on his lips...everything was still lingering in him...it wasn't going away...but he had to forget it all for his own sanity else he might end up doing something crazy and improper...And perhaps a shower might help.
He sighed heavily as he stood beneath the cold water. The water trickled down his body but it did little to put off the fire ignited within him!
Tere labon pe hai mili mere labon ko zindagi
Tere bina ab saans loon mere liye mumkin nahi
Meshsoos ye hota hai tu mere liye hai laazmi
Saaya tera ab chhod kar lamhe chale mumkin nahi
Mumkin nahi... Mumkin nahi...
[To be continued]
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