Originally posted by: princess200
Coming bak to ur reply...waao sub couples
wallah they r gna have a nice big group of friends and spouses 😆how badly i crave for THIS kind of a life yaar...SHOPAU YOU ARE SPOILING ME AGAINHAAYE KYA KAR DIYA TUNE PHIR SE 😆And i repeat it once againGIVE ME THAT TOO MUCH WALA UPDATE TONIGHT ITSELF PLEASEPLEASE PLEASE PLEASE...😃
You are awesome⭐️.And nothing else.
Iqtiaar,Iqtiaar.Iqtiaar.Finally I got his name right😆Well,what to do?I am a bit used to spelling it as Ikhtiaar.😆 Pardon my lil mistake.😳Bromance is a treat in every story.And my experience with your FFs tell me that we are going to get more lovely treats ahead😳Whether it's bromance or romance.😳The precap was scary and intriguing.But no fear when Iqtiaar is here😎Once again,kudos to you👏👏
Originally posted by: ..radiance...
It was soo good... i cant really tell you how much i loved this one 😳
best portion n d part I loved always in this FF is whenever Ikhtiar wraps his arms on her waist...this sweet small gesture of him speaks a lot...like thoda sa possesssive, thoda sa like keeping her close to him, thoda sa making her comfortable admist the changes she's witnessing, n thoda sa like silently telling her I m there with u always, through all up n down, u will always find me beside you holding hand in handI love NasUnia a lot ... I was so sad when CVs killed Nasir just after single scene of them together...!they were like 'brother from another mother'...waiting eagarly for his entry!n THE PRECAP... gosh! what's happening ...but I know Ikhtiar sambhal lega! 😃
~Mujhmein Tera AKS~
Part 16
Hi everyone!!! So this is the start of the updates for Iqtiaar and Razia's married life... being the first one on the series. Therefore I have tried to make it the best I could by putting a bit of cuteness, romance, sensuousness and Hotness adding a bit of danger and suspense to it. And therefore I would like to dedicate this update to a special friend SHIVANGI (lionsroar) who is all of what I described above. Shivi always stay smiling and dhamakedaar... just the way you are😉. Hope you all like the update!!!
Laila and Razia came down the stairs where Iqtiaar along with JY and Zaroon was having a chat with JY laughing about something seemingly hilarious.
Iqtiaar: Oh Hello ladies! So done with the important conversation and the gifts?
Laila: yes, thank you for your time Razia. She said winking at her.
Razia smiled nervously and cursed Laila under her breath.
JY: Anyways guys, all the best to you both. We'll let you relax and have rest now.
Zaroon: yes Bhai Jaan, I'll be staying with JY then, see you tomorrow in the office.
Iqtiaar: Alright goodnight guys. He hugged JY and Zaroon.
Laila: Goodnight Razia! She hugged Razia and whispered the following. All the best, I am sure you'll rock and don't be nervous okay?
Razia: hmm.
Laila: Okay Donny! See you in the office then.
Iqtiaar: yeah, and please be on time. He's an important client and let Nassir know about the case too.
Laila: yeah, yeah. I'll let him know. Bye.
Iqtiaar: Bye.
Iqtiaar and Razia see off the three of them. The moment Iqtiaar shut the door close, a shiver ran down Razia's spine. It was the very first moment that she shared with her husband in her house; a start to new life and the beginning to her married life. Iqtiaar turned around to see Razia standing at a distance looking here and there, her fingers fidgeting.
Iqtiaar: Uh, huhmm! He cleared his throat to gain her attention.
Iqtiaar: I was thinking, maybe we can go out for dinner?
Razia: huh?
Iqtiaar: Ah! I mean, it's always Maddy who cooks dinner for me and since she's already left, I don't think there's any dinner cooked at home; so?
Razia smiled warmly and answered: You are not a bachelor anymore Mr. Mallik. I do know how to cook food. And don't worry my cooking skills aren't so bad as to make you starve for food.
Iqtiaar chuckled: No, it's just that ... Well you must be tired?
Razia: No I am not. In fact if you could do me the favor so as to go and freshen up till I get the dinner for both of us ready, I would be much grateful. She said as she walked up to him and pushed him a bit towards the stairs leading to their bedroom.
Iqtiaar: Yes ma'am. He said as he smiled back at her and started to move upstairs to his room. Razia turned to go in the kitchen when she remembered the scene in their bathroom. She immediately turned around and stopped him.
Razia: Iqtiaar! Just wait a minute. Her voice made Iqtiaar stop in his tracks and turn around.
Iqtiaar: Yes?
Razia with one hand on her hips and the other on the back of her head whispered to herself while she smiled at him: How can I say this nicely?
Iqtiaar: what is it Razia?
Razia: Ah! Do you mind using the guest bathroom instead of ours? She said biting her lower lip.
Iqtiaar raised both his eyebrows at the weird question like "Now what is that for?"
Razia gave a cheeky smile and said: Pleeeaasssee???
***
Iqtiaar came out of the guest bathroom after taking a bath wearing a black pair of track pants and a grey sweatshirt and went straight in the dining hall.
He stood at the door of the living room as he saw Razia working in the kitchen with her hair tied into a pony with some strands of hair falling on her face. She really looked cute in her pink one shoulder top with only a light gold chain adorning her neck making her collar bones even more prominent.
Razia worked systematically in the kitchen as she prepared all Iqtiaar's favorite dishes; Russian cream salad, baked vegetables risotto and Cheese garlic breads. Iqtiaar hid behind the curtains when Razia came to the dining table to lay the food. She lit a candle on the table and put it in the candle stand placing it on the center of the table. Iqtiaar smiled seeing her setting the table with such excitement. She looked so happy and the smile with the same glint of happiness in her eyes made her look even more beautiful. But then there formed a frown on her forehead as she tried to remember something she had forgotten. Iqtiaar watched her expressions noticing each and every moment like he always did. Razia ran back to the kitchen and took out a white napkin towel. She folded it to form a chef cap and took out one of her hair pins to put it on her head.
She came back in the living room and looked at herself in the large mirror over the mantel piece and said grinning.
Razia: Perfect!
But as soon as she said so she saw Iqtiaar standing behind the curtains looking at her with a killing smile on his face. Razia immediately became nervous and she pressed her lips together. Her eyelashes on their own accord bend down but she turned around facing him still looking down on the floor with her hands clutching on to the mantel piece behind her. Iqtiaar walked up to her and held her hands on the mantel piece making her lean back and himself leaning forward on to her but still maintaining a decent distance for her to not feel uncomfortable.
Iqtiaar: So, is the dinner ready Mrs. ... Chef?
Razia: Yes... She said moving forward towards him inches away from his face with the same bright smile on her lips. Mr. Mallik.
Iqtiaar immediately picked her up in his arms and took her to the dining table. He made her sit on the chair and kissed her fore-head. He looked at the food and surprised looked back at her. Razia smiled at him. It was all his favorite dishes.
Iqtiaar: They are all my ... hmm... How did you know? He asked surprised.
Razia cupped his face using her right hand as he was kneeling down next to her and said.
Razia: I always have known. She whispered.
Iqtiaar: But how? Razia chuckled. Razia: Common sit down. She got up and made him sit down on the seat and served him food.
Iqtiaar noticed how she looked at him nervous trying to read his expressions as he took the first bite of the risotto. He hadn't had a better risotto before but he wanted to tease her and therefore made an expression of trying hard to swallow it. Razia noticed this and immediately tears formed in her eyes.
Iqtiaar: Aww Razia, I was just kidding. He reached for her face and cupped it in both his hands. It's really good, believe me.
Razia: You are lying. She said between her sobs. You are saying so because you don't want me to feel bad, I know it.
Iqtiaar: No baby! He took her in his lap holding her from her waist and hugged her. I really loved it. If you don't believe me then taste it for yourself.
Iqtiaar fed her a bite of bread with the risotto. Razia realized that it actually tasted good and slapped his arm hard.
Iqtiaar: Ouch! What was that for?
Razia: Don't you ever do that to me again.
Iqtiaar: Promise, He swore and kissed her cheek lovingly. It was then that Razia realized that she was sitting in his lap and became cautious. She wanted to get up but Iqtiaar kept his hold on her waist firm, not giving her any space to move thus making her land back on his chest.
Iqtiaar and Razia fed each other dinner with Razia still sitting on his lap. After the dinner Razia went on to clean the dining table and as Iqtiaar was busy on phone. Razia found this to be the perfect opportunity and rushed upstairs to the bathroom to prepare for the PLAN!!!
***
Razia ran upstairs in the Bathroom and took out the packet. But when she looked back at it again, she frowned and swallowed the lump in her throat wondering if she should do this or not? It wasn't about wearing it but was about wearing it in front of him. How would he react? What if he didn't like her wearing it? She bit her lip being nervous.
Razia: No, I can't do this. No I can't! She told herself.
But then Laila's words rang in her ears. Concentrate on yourself Razia! Concentrate on yourself. Razia picked up the packet once again and took out the lingerie. She picked up the soft red lace in her hand and checked it again. The lingerie also had a red lace robe along with it which made Razia sigh and feel a bit better. She took her clothes off and wore the bra and the lace short with her hair left open and stood in front of the mirror. Razia turned around again and again to take look at herself in front of the huge full size mirror on the front wall as she stood bare foot on the cold marble floor.
Razia: I don't look that bad. Do I? She asked herself checking herself more than she ever had.
***
Iqtiaar was attending the call from back home where Nani and Shazia had wanted to ask about both their well being first thing in the morning. Nani had got up early and ordered Shazia to call Iqtiaar even after Shazia had tried convincing Nani not to as it must be really late at night in London. So Iqtiaar had finally let Nani know that they both had reached safely and were comfortable at home, so she need not worry. After finishing the call Iqtiaar took his heavy grey sweatshirt off him as he was ready to go back to his room to sleep leaving himself in just his track pants. He was moving towards the staircase when his phone rang again. It said "private number" and Iqtiaar immediately knew who it was. Anger and rage filled his eyes as he picked up the phone and said through his gritted teeth.
Iqtiaar: I told you not to call me ever again or else I'll make sure you are behind the bars.
Caller: Oh common, Mallik! You know the deal don't you? Leave the case or else ...
Iqtiaar: Or else WHAT? You'll kill me right? Let me make one thing very clear to you, I am not just some lawyer who would get threatened by your stupid calls. You are bloody dealing with Iqtiaar Ud-din Mallik. You can't even touch me. So stop wasting my time.
***
Razia closed her eyes as she sat on the wooden seat in the dressing while she massaged and moisturized her smooth long legs.
Razia (self talk): You can do this Razia. You can!
She was hell scared at the moment. She knew since a very long time that it would be her who would need a lot more time and need to put effort in making this marriage successful. But she had to keep the promise she had made to herself. And the toughest part of this relationship for her was the physical part of it. Razia got up and stood back again in front of the mirror as she wore the lace robe over and looked at herself in the mirror.
Was she ready for this? She asked herself. She loved him all her life and he was her husband, so it wasn't wrong. But he didn't love her. Or even if he did, he didn't accept it, not even to himself. Then if they weren't clear about their feelings for each other then how could she ...
Razia looked away as tears formed in her eyes.
Razia: No Razia. You have to do this. This was the first step for her to try and forget her past and also the first opportunity to make him realize that his feelings for her were much more than just his commitment and responsibility towards her.
Razia smiled slightly looking at herself as she tried to gain as much confidence as she could to step out of the bathroom.
***
Caller: Oh, I am so sorry to waste your time Mr. Mallik. Your beautiful wife is waiting for you in your bedroom isn't it? You shouldn't make her wait long. He said with an evil chuckle at the end.
Iqtiaar stood shocked as he tried to process what the caller had just said. He knew about Razia!
Caller: I just don't know about your wife Mallik. I also know what she's doing right now. Or should I say how she's looking right now? He laughed saying the last bit.
Blood shot up in his veins as Iqtiaar clutched on to the phone tight and ran upstairs to him room. The room was empty and Iqtiaar immediately barged into the bathroom without second thoughts where Razia stood on the marble floor and turned around immediately on hearing the noise of the door. Iqtiaar's hands immediately reached the switch board and he turned off the lights in the bathroom and in swift motions reached the huge glass next to the tub which gave the view outside, and he put the curtains making sure there was zero visibility into the bathroom.
Razia had suddenly gone mute seeing so much happening so quickly. The darkness and her past fear gripped her once again as all the confidence went down the drain and her face went completely pale.
Her hand accidently dropped the perfume bottle on to the ground making a shattering noise of the glass bottle breaking.
Razia: Iqtiaar! She shouted for him as she remembered all the dark nights when she heard noises of alcohol bottles breaking.
Iqtiaar immediately reached her and took a shivering Razia in his embrace. Razia hugged him tight digging her nails into his flesh as he wore nothing on top. She was breathing heavy and shivering badly in his arms. Iqtiaar hadn't seen her yet as he had switched off the lights the moment he came inside but as he tried to calm her down stroking his hand on her back he felt the lace fabric under his palm. He felt her warm breath in the nape of his neck and even though it hurt, he loved every bit of the sweet pain caused by her nails digging into his flesh on his back.
Iqtiaar's phone rang again and he picked it up still hugging Razia, ready to kill the bas***d who had dared to set his eyes on his wife and made her face her past once again.
Iqtiaar: I swear I'll kill you. You have no idea what you have got yourself into. He spoke death.
Caller: It's not my fault Mallik. You shouldn't keep such a beautiful wife of yours fall prey to your dear friends'? Take care of OUR ... Razia!
Iqtiaar: Shut up you bas***d!!! He roared but before he could continue the caller had cut the phone call. Iqtiaar smashed the phone on to the ground as Razia shuttered again. He hugged her back with both his arms around her this time and kissed her forehead loving whispering sweet things so as calm her down and sooth her.
Iqtiaar: It's okay baby. I am here. He kissed her hair again. Don't worry, everything's fine. Razia?
Razia: Wh..who was i..it?
Iqtiaar: Nobody. Don't think about it, it's not important. It's just me and... you! Just us.
Razia opened her eyes slowly and moved her head up to look into his eyes. Razia: I am scared!
Iqtiaar smiled at her and pulled her more towards himself crushing her soft bosom with his hard chest and whispered against her lips. Iqtiaar: Even now?
Razia bit her lower lip and looked down. Iqtiaar couldn't see her a bit in the darkness in the bathroom. But Iqtiaar could feel that the bathroom felt a bit different then it usually did. There was a strong aroma of sandalwood and roses and now also a bit of the smell of Razia's perfume bottle. He remembered Razia asking him not to use their bathroom and smiled thinking that there was definitely something going on in here.
Razia on the other hand really like the feel of his arms around her, it was way too soothing to her soul as she felt protected and safe in his arms.
Iqtiaar: Razia, you didn't answer me. Are you still scared?
Razia shook her head slightly and Iqtiaar felt the movement on his chest and liked the feeling. He was happy that she wasn't uneasy and scared with the proximity and thought of it to be the perfect opportunity to make her feel more comfortable with him. Razia dug her nails deep into his flesh as she felt his hand moving down on her back. Iqtiaar caressed the length of her back feeling the delicate material until his hand felt her dangerous back curves and after a moment of thought and seeing her response moved his hand further down confidently. He cupped her left hip and with a swift motion pulled her left leg up wrapping it around his waist. Razia hugged him again tighter this time leaving a love bite on his shoulder as she felt Iqtiaar squeeze her thigh lightly and gripping it in his hand firmly around his waist.
Razia tried her best so as to hold her tears back and just to force herself to move on in life, she pushed herself up and wrapped her other leg around his waist too, with her arms already around his neck. Iqtiaar held her tight against himself with one hand around her waist just above her wrapped legs and the other around her shoulders. He pushed her on the wall and leveled her face with his. Razia on feeling him doing so threw her head back making her long lustrous hair fall on her back and the lace robe to slip off her shoulder leaving her front almost bare in front of her husband who could not see but could only feel her bare skin against his lean and now sweaty torso. Iqtiaar pulled the robe away letting it fall and pool next to his feet. He kissed her tears away and she was surprised to see his concern as he could figure out that she was crying in the darkness too. They both could not see each other even a bit but could only feel each other's presence. And that was the only thing they could feel at the moment. They felt closer than ever before, feeling not just each other's bodies but also the feelings which were deep rooted in their hearts.
Iqtiaar slowly traced his lips along her cheeks till the corner of her lips and stopped there waiting for her to respond. Razia again had to push all those memories behind and slowly brushed her lips with his. Iqtiaar on feeling her being comfortable with it traced her lower lip with his tongue. The movement, made a shiver run down her spine as she remembered the same feeling of his lips on hers from their engagement night when he had passionately kissed her. But the memory which followed was one of her most dreaded ones.
Flash: Iqtiaar: I don't love you! He blasted on her face.
Iqtiaar suddenly tasted salty water as fresh tears flowed down her face. He left her lips immediately and put her back on the ground. Razia felt miserable to have again not able to control her emotions. She was getting frustrated with herself for being so weak emotionally.
Razia: I am s..sorry. She whispered.
Iqtiaar picked up her robe off the floor and covered her again. Iqtiaar: Shh! It's okay. You don't have to be sorry. He kissed her forehead once again, hesitating this time and left the bathroom.
***
Razia spent a good time sitting in the bathroom thinking what had just happened between the two. Why couldn't she forget their engagement night incident? He had already explained his reasons to her then ... She wiped off the tears and splashed cold water on her face drying it with a towel. When Razia came out of the bathroom she saw Iqtiaar already in bed sleeping hugging a pillow. She smiled slightly to see him like that and then moved towards the bed.
Razia realized how tired he must be. He hadn't slept for more than twenty four hours. Last night in Delhi they had hardly got two-three hours as their wedding night; and then though Razia could catch up with some sleep in the flight, Iqtiaar hadn't slept for even a minute.
She took off the lace robe leaving herself in just red lacy inners and slipped into the covers. Razia pulled the pillow away which Iqtiaar was hugging and settled in his arms putting his arms round her waist. Iqtiaar felt her satin skin under his palm and pulled her more to himself hugging her back tightly. He realized how much Razia was pushing herself to feel physically comfortable around him and guessed all this to be Laila's plan which Razia tried her best to follow. He smiled in his sleep and then kissed Razia's hair slightly.
***
Next: Nassir and Fatima!
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