She is wide awake and yawns spreading her arms only to hit her fist on his face "Ow"
She immediately lowered and hand, cupping her mouth "I am sorry Mahir" She observed his face and he rubbed his eye "It's okay" He said and looked at her for once.
They both got up from the bed and he stretched his body and went to freshen up, while she opened her suitcase and took out a dress up to her knees! She needs to wash her hair also.
After bathing he came out wearing a bathrobe and she felt her cheeks getting hot, Though he doesn't have a body but the slightest of his visible neck and wet hair..ruffled is making him look hot.
Feeling her gaze on him he looked at her and she immediately began to fold the dress in nervousness and kept it back in the suitcase and glanced at him again and passed a small smile.
She sighs and walks towards the washroom beside him and then stops. Stupid Dharia!
He observed her actions and saw her taking out the dress again from the suitcase which she folded and with her head low she walked back to the washroom not looking at him in shyness and embarrassment.
He chuckled as he got in the room and changed into new clothes.
She came out ready in a cute dress and wet hair, But something is poking at her nape, Iching to no extent. She looks out for Mahir and he is on the balcony on call.
She takes her hand back and tries to adjust the tag of the dress but it is very irritating. She feels like cutting it.
Not able to take it anymore she got on the balcony and stood in front of him.
He cuts the call and looks at his Wife, who is looking very pretty in the dress with wet hair but cute due to the irritating face.
"Can you help me?" She asks
"In?"
She turns around and with her hand, she shows him the clothes tag "Just cut this please, it's very irritating"
He moved closer to her and held onto the tag "We need scissors for it, Wait I will call the hotel Staff and ask to bring one"
Getting in the room again, He asks the hotel staff for scissors "Sorry sir but we can't provide you that"
"Oh okay! Thanks" He cut the call and scratched his head looking around.
He saw the butter knife and she raised her eyebrows at him.
He lick his lips "Maybe it can help to cut the tag? The staff can't give us the scissors"
"But are you sure? The knife can't even cut bread properly!" She remarked pointing at it
"Let's try" He sighed "Idhar Aao (Come here)" he said gently but it did something to her heart.
She got up from the bed and stood up with her back to his face. Sliding the hair on one shoulder, He tried to cut the Tag but couldn't.
"I think I should change into something else Right?" She asks looking at him by slightly tilting her head
He bit her lips "Yes but...Can I try once more?"
She nods and he tries again "Can I use my teeth?" He asked hesitantly as an idea came to his mind
"What?" She asks in shock
"Um. I will cut the thread and it will lose up, I won't if you are uncomfortable" He said
She thinks for a while and bites her lips. Then she slowly nodded in approval.
Slowly he leaned his face closer to the tag and when his breath fell on her nape, She closed her eyes and her heartbeat began to rise.
While trying to cut the thread, His lips lightly brushed on her nape and her toes curled up immediately feeling butterflies. Lightly and unintentionally his lips her touching his skin and Dharia held her frock in a fist.
From one side he opened the tag and got in the other side and then he removed it, He moved back taking a deep breath "Done" He stood in front of her who was so red right now. He put forward his hand showing her the tag and with shaking hands, she picked up the tag "Th-Thanks" She said somehow and excused herself to the washroom.
She came out of the washroom relaxing herself and then after a silent breakfast, they went off to Tokyo Imperial Palace by Train!
Waiting for the train her mind suddenly snaps to something that shook her whole body, What if an Earthquake hits here? What if a Tsunami? Why doesn't her brain have to be so negative?
The train stopped in front of her and Mahir held her hand getting in with her, She liked it when he held her hand and walked together throw the crowds.
She contained her smile and he again let her sit on the window side and occupy the seat beside her.
As they both lack communication skills and the journey is gonna be a little long, She takes out her wired earphones and passes one to him. She always prefers a wired one only!
"What kind of song would you like to listen to?" She asked and he shrugged "Anything you play"
Then chose to play songs that weren't romantic she thought a lot before choosing one.
Like this, their journey is boring and they reach their destination.
The walk to the Tokyo Imperial Palace, Is very quiet and peaceful, As she was making a video, She puddled into muddy water as it rained yesterday night.
"Oh shit" She lifts her foot lightly from the ground, Though she wearing a slipper, She isn't liking her foot muddy and wet!
She frowns looking at her feet.
"Dharia let's stand at the side" Said Mahir and in a very weird manner, by tipping her toe she walked to the side with him.
He takes out the water bottle from the bag and knees down in front of her "Mahir?"
"Wait a minute," He said and poured water on her feet and then taking out a handkerchief, He rubbed it. She admired him and smiled.
Though there is no love between them as they hardly know each other there is Care and Respect for each other!
Dharia just wanted this in her marriage, Respect and a little care from her husband.
He got up and she couldn't help but smile "Thank you"
He smiles at her warmly and they walk inside the castle, looking around. She took candid photos of Mahir as well.
Then there was a boat ride also, so Majir paid for it. Helping her to step in the boat, They later read between the river around the cherry blossoms around them.
Dharia smiled and Mahir felt delighted finding her happy.
A wind blew and the flowers shed down flying near them, A joyful giggle escaped her lips and she held onto Mahir's Arm "Isn't it a Beautiful view Mahir?" She looks around him only to find him looking at her already.
"Yeah, very beautiful" He said holding eye contact with her and her cheeks rose with a blush.
She lowers her lashes and bites her lower lip to stop herself from grinning.
He smiled more looking at her shyness.
Then they went to do some shopping and she selected many clothes for Mahir and he tried them all. Then they had food in a restaurant which was quite Nice but no Indian food.
They had very little conversation there but enough to start with.
After having food they walked through the famous crossing of Japan and again Dharia was happy as her husband held her hand tightly. She felt herself falling a little for him.
The day they explored the city and Mahir won a teddy for her through the vending machine which is everywhere in Japan.