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“Aap yeh kya kar rahe hain?” I asked him, he looked over his shoulder and gave me his best smile.

“Khana bana rahe hain.” he replied with obvious tone, “kyun, tumhe koi aitraz hai?” He asked offended.

“Nahi par aise?” I pointed at towards his half naked body. He was only in gamchha around his waist.

“Kyun tumhe abhi hi darshan karne Hain kya?” He teased with a wicked smirk.

“Kiske darshan-” my eyes widened and jaw danced on floor as I processed his words, “Chhiiiii….. aap kitne gande hain.” I exclaimed.

“Aur tum kitni bholi ho.” He said pinching my cheek. My body heated at his mere touch. God, I'm going insane.

“Kya bana rahe hain?” I asked changing the topic.

“Suji ka halwa.” He replied as moving the spatula in the kadhai.

“Hmm… khushbu to achhi aa rahi hai. Kha kar pata chalega ki kaisa bana hai.” I complimented.

“Achha ab jaa kar muh hath do lo aur phir sath me sham ki aarti karenge.” He suggested making me nod my head.

I draped it into a simple cotton red saree after I freshened up. He too had his clothes on after he finished cooking.

I was putting the bindi while looking in mirror when he stood behind me.

He kept staring at our reflection with a beautiful smile on his face.

“Aap humko aise kahe dekh rahe hain.” I asked him confused.

“Tumhari khubsurati nihar rahe hain.” He replied putting his chin on my shoulder blade.

Tingle spread all over my body  as his stubble rub against my skin.

“Hatiye, hume tayiyar hona hai.” I said shrugging my shoulder. He snaked his hands around my waist.

“To hum kaun sa tumhara hath pakad ke baithe hain.” He said papering feathery kisses from my neck to my shoulder.

“Ummm…. Aap aise karenge to kaise…tayiyar honge” I tried to reason as he ran his hand pushed my pleates little lower to expose my navel.

“Yeh aap kya -” I tried to protest but he interjected.

“Isse humse na chhupaya karo tumhari naabhi ka deewane hain hum.”

“Ummh…. Abhi ruk jayiye. Aarti ke baad kar lijiyega jo karna hai.” I pleaded, staring at him through mirror.

“Hmm….Thik hai…” He grumbled sniffing my neck with no intention of leaving me.

I huffed and resumed my work when I saw he had not any intention to leave me soon.

He grabbed my wrist lightly when I took small box of vermicillam. I looked at him with questioning look.

“Lao yeh hum laga dete hain.” He suggested taking a pinch of vermicillam and put into my mang.

“Kitni khubsurat lag rahi hai hamari kabutari.” He complemented making me blush.

“Chaliye, puja kar lete hain.” I suggested before putting the pallu over my head.

After offering bhog to God and  aarti, i served him dinner. 

“Yeh lo khao.” He brought first morsel to my lips. I opened my mouth and took the bite of it.

“Ummm….Yeh to sach me swadisht hai.” I moaned at the taste, “aapko to khana bhi banane aata hai.” I gave some complements to his cooking.

“Itna achha laga?” He asked me at which I nodded vigorously as we resumed our dinner.

After dinner we were sitting on bed when he asked me, “Pehli baar tumhare liye khana banaye hain. Kuchh tohfa nahi dogi?”

“Ummm…” I thought for a second before ran to our room and came back with eleven rupees, “yeh lijiye, pure igyarah rupay hain, sagun ke liye.” I extended the money my mother gave me when I was returning to my sasural.

He stared at me with scowl on his face, “Hame yeh nahi chahiye.” He denied pushing my hand away.

“To kya gehne?” I asked him,making him shaking his neck negatively.

“Ummhmm! Kuchh aur.” He said with glint in his eyes.

“Dekhiye, rasam ke hisaab se pehli rasoi par dulhan ko paise ya gehne dete hain. Inke alawa humne to kisi ko kuchh dete nahi dekha.” I rambled without knowing what he was implying to.

He huffed pulling me on his lap. I sequel at his sudden behaviour.

“Kya kar rahe hain aap?” I asked him confused. 

“Ughh…..hamari masoom kabutari, kyun ho itni masoom tum?” He grumbled as he put his head on mine.

“Ab hamne kya kiya?” I asked offended.

“Kuchh nahi, chalo sote hain.” He said dismissively making my head spin at his jalebi type talks. We led cuddling each other. 

“Suniye,” I called him.

“Hmmm….” He hummed as he peppered feathery kisses on my exposed skin.

“Aapne hamse shadi kahe ki?” I said aloud my doubt. This was the question that always clicked in my mind.

“Kyunki hume tumse pyaar ho gya tha.” He confessed.

“Pehli nazar mein hi pyaar? Aap to hame thik se jante bhi nahi.” I chuckled.

“Kabhi-Kabhi ek nazar kaafi hota hai pyaar ke liye. Aur tumhe to hum pichhle chah mahine se dekh rahe hai.” I could feel him smiling.

“Chah mahine?” I tossed around to face him, “Lekin humne to aapko….” I trailed.

“Humari pehli mulaqaat tumhare ghar mein nahi, hamare kul devi ke mandir me huyi thi.” He informed me.

“Yeh kaise…”

“Yaad hai jab Sharad mela laga tha?” I nodded at his question.

“Hum mata ke charno me matha tek rahethe tab hamne tumhari mithi awaaz suni.” He said.

“Kya bol rahe the hum?” I asked out of curiosity, earning a throaty laugh from him.

“Aap hans kahe rahe hai?” I whined.

“Tum mata ji se kisi ki sikayatkar rahi thi. Kisine tumhe badua di thi ki tumhara pati nasedi aur marne pitne wala mile.” He said between laughs. Then the memory of me praying to the goddess for a good husband came to mind.

“Oh achha…uss din. Haa wo hamari chachi hame badua de rahi thi ki hame maarne wala aur hum par julm karne wala pati milega.” I said pouting sadly, “par aisa kuchh nahi hua, matarani ne hamari sun li aur hamari shadi aap se kara di.” I said smilling cheekily.

“Kyunki humdono ne ek hi dua mangi thi issiliye.” He stated pulling me closer. Why would he asked for husband for himself?

“Aap bhi apne liye pati mangne gaye the?” I asked dumbfounded. 

His eyes went wide at my question, “yeh kya bol rahi ho. Hum kyun apne liye pati mangenge hum to mard hain, apne liye biwi ki kamna karenge na.” He said angrily.

“Haa to aisa kahiye na, hume laga aap bhi apne liye pati maang rahe the,hehe…” I laughed akwardly slapped myself internally at my stupid thought.

“Pagal ladki.” He laughed with me shaking his head at my stupidity.

“Kyun na kal kahi ghume chale?” He said after a little pause.

“Ghumne? Par kahan?” I asked confused.

“Yahan bohut saari jagah hain ghumne ke liye. Par, kal hum tumhe cinema dikhane le jana chahte hain.” he informed me.

“Cinema?” I exclaimed excitedly as I looked at him with dreany eyes.

“Haan… cinema.” He repeated with teasing tone.

“Ha, ha, hum chalenge na. Pata hai  Hum kabhi cinema hall nahi gaye. Hamesha tv par hi cinema dekha hai.” I said, pouting, “Par kal hum jayenge Cenima dekhne to kitna maza aayega na?” I said giggling.

“Hmmm…. Raat bohut ho gayi hai, chalo ab sote hain.” he kissed crown of my head before caging my waist with his strong long leg.

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At morning I woke up with first light of sun. After  freshened up and bathed, I offered prayer to God before I made tea for us.

I put the tea at the table beside the bed,

“Aeji uthiye, kitna soyenge?” I tried to wake him up as seating on  the edge of bed. 

“Ummm…. itni jaldi kyun uth gayi, so jao…” He grumbled pulling me into his arms.

My face collided with his hard chest making me groan.

“Ughh… yeh kya kar rahe hain. Chhodiye hame…” I tried to free myself from his death grip.

“Thodi der ruko.” He rasped out as he put  my legs at both side of his waist.

Now i was wholely layed on him while his hand was caressing my heir like a mother caresses to her child in order to sleep.

“Aap humko bachcha samajh kar rakhe Hain kya?” I glared at him while putting my chin on his chest. His lip twitched at the side, eyes still closed.

“Isme samjhna kya hai, tum ho ek pyaari si, sundar si, masoom bachchi.” He rambled smirking.

“Hum bachche hai?” I shot up in anger. Now i was sitting on his abdomen.

“Ummhmm…. masoom bachchi.” His reply made me gaped at him.

“Hum bachchi nahi hai! Hum ab bade ho gaye hain.” I countered folding my hands over my chest.

His hands travelled to both side of my waist.

“Khubsurat!” Was his first word when he opened his eyes.

“Kya?” I asked him confused.

“Kuchh nahi pyaari bachchi.” He teased me shaking his head side by side. I squint my eyes at him.

“Agar hum bachche hain to aap bhi…. Bhuddhe hain, haan…. Budhdhe- 

“Ahhh…..” i screamed when I felt a immense pain on my waist. I rubbed the place as I stared at him with wide eyes.

“Yeh kya tha?” I asked in disbelief.

“Saza, hume buddha kehne ke liye.” He said shrugging his shoulder as he caressed my skin in soothing manner.

“Achcha to phir ab aapko bhi saza milegi….” Saying this I leaned forward and hide my face between his nape of neck.

“Arey Kabutari kya…. Uhmmmm” his words turned into painful groan when I bite on his shoulder so hard leaving mark of my teeth. I sucked on the skin to lessened his ache.

I leaned back with victorious smile and shift a little back when I realised something hard.

I looked over my shoulder before my eyes went wide. I turned around only to find dark expression on his face.

A sequel left my lips when he tossed me on the bed and hovered over me.

My legs were wide opened as he shifted between them, making sure i felt him on my forbidden part.

“Teri masoomiyat kisi din hamari jaan lekar rahegi.” He groaned before opening my blouse button and started playing with his favourite toys.

I closed my eyes, taking whatever he was giving to me, his kiss, his bite, everything was igniting the fire of my desire.

My fingers disappeared into his thick hair moving on there own mind,massaging his scalp.

He groaned and sucked on my bud deeply sending shivered to my spine.

After he was satisfied with them, he left and stared at me with his dark eyes.

My breathe cought into my throat when I saw his dark eyes with saliva gleaming like pearl in sunlight on his lips.

Neither of us said anything as he left chaste kisses on exposed part of my stomach. A sigh left my lips when his tongue touched my navel, licking it like his favourite icecream.

I curled my toes as my cunt started crying.

The worst part was that I didn't had my underwear on. And it was scaring  and exciting me at same time.

“Ahh,...” I moaned when he bite on my skin making them burn in pleasure and pain. 

“Hamari aankhon mein dekho Prathna.” He commanded making me look into his eyes.

Very slowly, he pulled up my saree along with peticot to my waist. His eyes flicked to my exposed sex then at me.

“To tayiyari pehle se hi thi. Hmmm?” He wondered with a smirk tugged on his lips. My cheek redend as my mind processed his words.

I stared at him disappearing into my peticot before my eyes closed and a whimper left my lips.

“Ishh…. Ahhhh….” I moanedwhen he bite on my clit. My body shivered when he licked my vertical lips.

His groans were sending vibrations to my cunt that put my body on fire.

I was shivering, sulking into the mattress as his skilled tongue was sending me at the edge of pleasure.

Every single lap of his tongue was doing magic on my cunt. He did every ruthlessness he could. He bite on it, sucked it like vaccume.

It felt like he was sucking the air of lungs through my cunt.

The air I was taking seemed to be insufficient for me.

“Ahh….maa ….” I cried as my hip moving in circling manner.

I could feel his stubles rubbing on my flesh. God, it felt sinfully good.

His hands move from my thighs to my ass as he grope my both cheeks digging his nails into them in order to keep me steady.

I felt myself on edge and maybe him too because he increased his pace of tongue.

“Ahhhh….. nahi …… naaaa…… “ i cried out shaking my head voilently as my hands fisted on the bedsheet tightly.

“Nikaal apna paani…..” his words vibrated through my cunt sending an electric in my entire body.

My eyes rolled back of my head as my senses seemed blurred and body on sky nine. 

I was no more in our room. I was floating in cloud of pleasure he showed me.

“Kaisa laga?” He asked huskily. I opened my eyes as we both were catching our breathe. His lips and chin were painted with mix of his saliva and my cum. I gulped as he licked his chin. 

“Bohut acchha.” I mumbled barely before he claimed my lips making me taste myself on him.

I stared at two cups of tea, “ aapki chai to thandi ho gayi.” I

“Koi nahi, hume usse bhi achhi cheez mil gayi hai pine ko subah-subah.” He said licking off the cum from the side of his lips.

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“Prathna taiyar huyi ya nahi?” He asked from hall as I was putting vermicillam in my maang.

“Bas ho gaya.” I replied as shutting the lead of box.

After I looked last time at my reflection I walked out of room.

He was tieing his shoelace when I stood in front of him. His eyes travelled from my feet to my head as his mouth was opened agape.

“Aaj bijli girane ka irada hai kya?” He asked still staring at me with same expression.

“Kya aap bhi…” I said shyly. My cheeks were red like tomatoes. “Chaliye ab! Kab se taake jaa rahe hain.” I said when he had no intention of leaving soon.

He stood on his feet and pulled me towards him by my waist. My hand involuntarily went to his chest.

“Yeh aap kya kar rahe hain?” I asked him.

“Apni jaan ko bahon mein bhar rahe hain.” He said with obvious tone.

“Ab deri nahi ho rahi kya?” I countered.

“Ummhmm! Bilkul bhi nahi. Balki hamara man kar raha hai ki yuhi raat bhar tumhe takte rahe.” He said huskily.

“Raat bhar?” I asked in disbelief at which he nodded.

“Na baba, na… hum aise raat bhar nahi khada rehna chahte. Hamare pairon me dard hone lagega.” I denied his proposal.

He let out a throaty laugh.

“Tum bhi na bohut hi bholi ho. Chalo ab.” He said before leading me out of house with his hand on my waist.

“Namste bhabhiji.” Chandan bhaiya greeted us when we exited the quarter gate. His wife was with him. By there attire, you could say they were going somewhere.

“Aur Bhai kaisa hai.” He said as he hugged my husband.

“Hum thik hai, tu bata kaha Jaa Raha hai?” He asked Chandan bhaiya.

“Humlog to picture dekhne jaa rahe hain aur aaplog?” He asked back.

“Hum bhi.” He said smiling.

“Arey phir to sath me hi chalte hai.” Chandan bhaiya suggested.

My husband looked at me for convenience that I gave him positively.

“Thik hai phir chaliye.” He told Chandan bhaiya finally before we hopped in a auto.

After we reached cinema hall. I stared at it in awe. It was three story building, just as we saw in movies.

“Yahi hai cinema hall?” I asked my husband in a hushed tone out of shyness.

“Haa.” He replied squeezing my hand that had gripping him tightly. It was very crowded place and I feared of parted away and getting lost. So, I clutched his arm tightly.

“Hum ticket lekar aate hain aap sab yahi par rukiye.” Chandan bhaiya suggested at which we all nodded in agreement.

After he brought tickets for us we entered the cinema hall. I was staring here and there like a lost puppy.

Indeed it was so beautiful just like in movies.

We stopped at the entrance of a room as a person was checking everyone's tickets. 

“Yeh unhe de Dena.” He indicated to the ticket i clutched in my hands.

“Ji thik hain.” I nodded in agreement before handing the ticket to a man who was checking everyone's tickets.

“Yahan baitho, yahi hai hamari seat.” He suggested me before we took out seat.

“Film suru hone me abhi ek ghanta hai,kyun na humlog kuchh khane ke liye lekar aaye.” Chandan Bhaiya suggested.

He and my husband left after assuring us they would be back in minutes.

I was sitting nervously as the people passed by stared at me with wierd expression.

“Bhabhi, kya hum ajeeb dikh rahe hain?” I asked Kusum bhabhi.

“Nahi to, Balki tum bohut hi sundar lag rahi ho.” She said making me blush.

“Phir yehlog aise hame ajeeb tarike se dekh rahe hain aur Hans bhi rahe hain.” I informed her showing a group of men laughing at me.

Kusum bhabhi’s eyes hardend as she saw them before she looked at me, “Tum unlogon par dhyan mat do. Wolog kisi ko bhi dekh kar haste hai. Thode pagal hain.” She mumbled the last part.

“Waise kaun-kaun hai tumhare mayike me?” She queried.

“Hamari maa, bauji, ek chhoti behen aur Chhota Bhai.” I informed her as i remembered them.

“Behen ki shadi ho gayi?” She asked as she shifted at little in seat to get comfortable.

“Nahi abhi toh wo padhai kar rahi hai. Iss saal dasvi ki pariksha hai. Aur Bhai to abhi satve kaksha me hai.” I told her.

Hmm…. To phir thik hai. Tum kahan tak padhi-” 

“Ae yeh kya batamizzi hai.” She shouted abruptly as one of the man sit on chair beside me making me startled in terror.

“Batamizzi kahan hai, seat hai hamari to baith rahe hain.” That man said with obvious tone.

“D…Dekhiye aap aise yaha nahi baith sakte. Ye hamare pati ki seat hai.” I reasoned.

“Ishhhh…. kitni mitthi awaaz hai aapki bilkul cheeni jaisi.” His words were lace with creepiness. I gulped as he lustful eyes ran over my body. 

I was praying to all mighty God that he would be back soon as possible.

“Kya hua beti?” A uncle walked to us.

“Kaka dekhiye yeh dusht aadmi hame pareshan kar rahe hain.” Kusum bhabhi complaint.

“Kyun be, tujhe apni jagah par Shanti se baitha nahi jaata kya.” Uncle asked him with threatening tone.

“Arey budhau jaa kar apni jagah par baith na kyu budhape me haddi tudwana chahta hai?” That vile man argued with him. God, this man had no manners on how to talk with elders.

“Tumhare ghar walon ne tameez nahi sikhayi kya? Badon se aise baatein karte hai?” His wife scolded him.

“Badon se ya buddhon se? Hahaha” he laughed along with his friends as he said best joke ever.

“Tujhe to main-”

“Kya hua Bhai saab?” A man asked. People started gathering as we sat there with our head low.

God, where was him. I didn't want anything but him to be here by my side.

“Yeh gunde mahilaon ko pareshan kar rahe hain. Aur inhe tokne par hame hi ulta jawab de rahe hain.” He told him.

“Kyun re, tujhe aurton ko chhedne ka bada shauk hai.” One healthy aunty asked him dangerously.

“Arey moti aunty aap in sab me-” 

“Moti kisko bola be.” She grabbed his coller and about to slap some senses in him when one of his friends stopped her.

“Ae budhiya! Hath hata uske kurte se.” His friend shouted earning a glare from her.

“Ae ladke aaye ho to Shanti se picture dekh kar jaao warna aisa maarenge ki tumlogon ke pariwaar wale bhi nahi pehchan payenge.” A man threatened them.

“Jao apni jagah par jaa kar baitho.” He shouted at them, making them gulp in fear.

They did what were told. We giggled when they ran to their seat and didn't dare to look at us.

“Aap sabka bohut dhanyawad.” I thanked them with folded hand.

“Arey beti  koi baat nahi. Par kya tumlog akele aayi ho? Tumhare pati ya bhai koi nahi aaya tumlogon ke sath?” She queried.

“Ji wolog kuchh khaane ke liye lene Gaye hain. Aate hi honge.” I informed her.

“Haan, issiliye itni der ho gayi. Kaafi bheed rehti hai wahan.” One of men wondered.

“Chalo koi baat nahi ab pareshan kare to bolna maar  maar unka bharta bana denge.” That aunty assured us, making us nod in agreement.

After sometime they both walked in with some peper bags in their hand.

“Lo yeh kuchh samose aur popcorn hain.” He handed me  the bag.

“Aur yeh cold drink.” Chandan bhayiya handed the another bag to Kusum bhabhi as the men took their seat.

I pleaded Kusum bhabhi to not saying anything about those men right now as I knew his anger issues.

After sometime the movie started. I felt someone's hand draping around my shoulder.

I smiled and looked at him, he mimicked my action. A relaxed sigh left my lips as I put my head on his shoulder and focus on the movie….

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