Ruhi:
I hurt his ego today but wanted to surprise him, so I didn't tell him I could ride a bike and horse. Well, I want to keep the latter one as a surprise.
"Ekansh, it's ok if you hold my waist," I teased him further by annoying him.
But when he grabbed my breasts and squeezed them I stopped giggling and put the sudden break to the bike. I breathed heavily and turned my head back. "Take off your hands, Besharam!" I demanded with a clenched jaw. (Shameless man)
He shook his head and muttered against my lips, "I am scared Ruhi jaan. Please let me hold them."
I peeked to my left and right. No vehicle paid attention to us but it was so embarrassing. He pecked on my lips and mentioned, "You will never stop impressing me, do you know that?" Then he placed his hands on either side of my waist. "And you look so fucking sexy on the bike," He muttered against my lips.
"Chale?" I asked. (Shall I start?)
"Ji, Meri pyari si Jaan!" (Yes, my sweet love!)
Once again, I brought the engine to life and asked him, "Do you want to have breakfast?"
"Well," he whispered against my ear, "I already had some rasgulla this morning but yeah it will not harm to have breakfast."
"Thodi besharmi kaam karoge aap?"
"Will you decrease your shameless?" I asked with anger.
"Bilkul bhi nahi..."
"Not at all..." He addressed trailing off.
I pursed my lips and resumed the journey by bearing his torture constantly.
Ekansh:
I laughed inwardly as I made her feel uncomfortable by moving my hands everywhere on her small yet sexy body. Now and then I even pecked on her cheeks and behind her ears.
Eventually, she stopped in front of a dhaba. "This is my favourite dhaba," she addressed, turning off the engine and taking her glasses sexily then tugging it in front of her dress.
"Do you come here often?" I asked while we entered the dhaba. The man who sat behind the counter watched her and called, "Ruhi beta!"
They both exchanged a smile and he approached her. He saw me and probed, "And is he your friend?"
"No, Uncle. He is Kirpal Dadaji's younger grandson, Ekansh. And my husband too," the way she blushed at her last sentence, my heart skip a beat. She is so adorable.
"Aapne shadi karli?" He asked surprised but greeted me with respect. Then she placed an order of four allu parathas and two glasses of lassi.
We both settled on a bench, which was in a private section of the Dhaba. As it's the morning time, we were the only two. She took hold of my hand and intertwined her fingers with me.
"Am I making you uncomfortable, Ekansh?" She inquired.
I smiled at her and replied. "No, but I feel so proud of you."
"From 16 I started to ride a bike," she began sharing her qualities with me, "my granny was a dancer so she taught me to dance since my childhood. She always wanted to make me feel proud of myself as I was left heartbroken when my papaji..." She bit her lower lip and her voice shivered, "âsaid that I am a mistake. But it was of no use. When I participated in my school's annual function to show him my dance, he didn't appear as he had to go to hisâ" she trailed off. And I felt sick. There was no difference between her dad and me.
She smiled smartly hiding her hurt behind it. A tear dropped out of her eyes. "I am sorry, I don't share things with anyoneâ"
"But I want to know, Ruhi," I answered cutting her off. "I know you are a strong girl, but still I want to be your strength to support you from now."
"Ekansh, yeh rishte nibhana bhut badi zimmedari hai. Hum bar bar Anthra ka zikar nahi Lana chahre par... Humne humari maa ka dard dekhe aur mehsus bhi kiya. Papaji ne unhe wo Kushi kabhi nahi di, jiske wo hakdar thi. Bina ansu ke humne kabhi unhe kush hothe hue nahi dekha. Bas isi ke daar se humne sari Umar yeh soch kar guzar di ki ab humara dadu ke alawa koi nahi hai. Aur kudh ko aise layak bana liya ki kuch bhi ho kisi pe bhi bhoj na ho."
"Ekansh, the biggest responsibility in a relationship is to nurture and maintain it. I don't want to mention Anthra, but I witnessed my mom's pain and even felt it myself. My dad never provided her with the happiness she always craved. I never saw her smiling; her face was often filled with tears. That's why I decided to spend my life alone, choosing to love no one except my Dadu. I committed to become a strong woman so that I wouldn't have to depend on anyone," without interrupting her, I listened attentively.
"Aj aur is waqt apko pura haq hai, aap Hume chod kar jasakthe. Hum apko nahi rokenge. Lekin humko maloom hua ki ap Hume dhoka de rahe hai toh Puri zindagi bhi maafi mangoge na, hum maaf nahi karenge apko."
"Now and at this very moment, you have the complete right to leave me and go away from my life. I will not stop you. And if I learn in future that you are cheating on me, I will never forgive you, even if you apologize your whole life."
I nodded and expressed, "I get you, Ruhi. And I am not gonna leave you or cheat on you. Trust me"
She inhaled deeply, "I need some time to completely trust you."
"I understand, Ruhi. I will not force anything on you."
After a few seconds, a waiter approached the private area of the dhaba with our orders.
When I tasted the Allu paratha, I found the taste similar to that of Ruhi's. I glanced at her, she smiled kenning my brain. "It tastes similar to your paratha," I voiced.
"I stole this chef's recipe."
From time to time, we talked about food, and I discovered that she really enjoys lassi and aloo paratha. After we finished eating, we continued our journey. She then stopped at the roadside and announced, "We will go on foot from here." We walked side by side.
"Do you know from Ludhiana to Amritsar, maximum of the fields belong to your dada ji and mine dadu?" She inquired.
"Yes, I know it."
"But this field is mine," she said with pride. A huge smile dominated on her face. "Dadu gifted this sugarcane field to me when I turned 18."
"That's amazing."
"Yes, it is. If I want I can demand any other field from the hundred he owns. But I requested only this because there is a reason behind it.."
I curled my hand behind her and pulled her near me. She blushed crimson red glancing at the farmers who were smiling shyly at us, "And what's that reason, Meri Jaan."
"This is the first field he bought. And for weeks he slept in this field. This field holds his sweat, his blood, his hard work and even the happy tears after he saw the first crop showing its results."
I kissed on her right temple. "Khuda bhi jab tumhe mere pas dekhta hoga. Itni anmol chiz dedi kaise sochta hoga. Tu bemisaal hai, Teri kya misaal du. Asma se ayi hai, yehi keh ke tal dun..."
She blushed and lowered her head sweetly. I desperately wanted to make love to her at that very moment. She led me further inside, and we stopped in front of a small hut made of dry grass, nestled among the tall bamboo stalks of sugarcane. We sat inside the hut after she picked up a sugarcane stick. She easily peeled off the skin with her teeth and offered it to me. As I continued to stare at her, she felt embarrassed, and to break the awkwardness, she spoke up.
"This hut is nice, isn't it."
"Yes, I feel like making love with you, right now!" I uttered teasing her.
"Aap an pure bhare pade ho."
"You are so lusty," She muttered feeling shy. I pulled her close, she sat on my lap. I removed her denim jacket and placed it aside. Then I undid her jumpsuit zip. "Ekansh," she shook her head. But I pulled it down, pushing her dress down and exposing her breasts.
Her breath increased. I squeezed the sugarcane juice on her breast and licked it deliciously with my tongue.
"Hmm...' I moaned tasting her erect bud.
"Ekansh!" She moaned, pushing her boob in my face. Her hands cupped my cheek. I made her sleep on the floor and stared at her face. "Chehra hai ya jadoo. Roop hai ya khwab hai." I pecked on her eyes, "ankhe hai Afsana. Jism ya kitaab hai."
Then I kissed her neck and collarbone, "Aja tujhe mein padh loon. Dil mei utar loon. Hoton se dekhu tujhe. Ankhon se pukar loon." I continued pecking her through her dress and continued, "khwaishein yeh kehti hain kehti rehti hain. Leke tujhe bahon mei shamme guzar loon."
I rested my head above her chest, "khuda bhi abh tujhe din raat dundh tha hoga. Itni anmol jis dedi kaise sochta hoga."
Her chest raised and fell and I heard her demand, "Ekansh, kiss me!" I lifted my head and stared at the growing desire in her eyes. "Please!" She pleaded sweetly and I didn't waste any second and kissed her. Our fingers intertwined tightly with each other we devoured each other as if there was no tomorrow.
***
Before leaving I told my dadaji and even hers to visit us and stay with us for a few days. When they agreed, Ruhi beamed.
Throughout our journey on the plane, she planned which rooms to be given to them. "But Ekansh we can't sleep in separate rooms," she rambled in the middle.
"Then we will share the room."
"Okay!" Next, she made a list of things to buy for both oldies. I found her too adorable though.
Later she listed the things to visit with them after they come to Delhi. First on the list was the university we both study and work at.
We released that news just before we started for our departure. Everyone was too happy to know that.
"We will take them to that famous street food palace of Delhi." I nodded my head.
When I stared out of the plane's window, I decided to end everything with Anthra.
***
Three more chapters for their lovemaking night to arrive. Which will be their 1st month anniversary.
But how did you all find the heat between them? I loved the chapter, especially the song. This is the best way to describe Ruhi's inner beauty, isn't it?