रूठ ना जाना तुम से कहूँ तो
मैं इन आँखों में जो रहूँ तो
तुम ये जानो या ना जानो
तुम ये मानो या ना मानो,
मेरे जैसा दीवाना तुम पाओगे नहीं
याद करोगे मैं जो ना हूँ तो..
Author's POV.
His eyes fell on her, who stood up from the bed and he immediately sat up to hold her wrist and stop her.
"Kahan Jaa Rahi ho?".
She stayed silent.
He picked up his pants from the edge of the bed and cleaned himself. He also cleaned Priya's hands and muttered,
"Kya ho gaya Priya? Abhi toh theek tha sab."
She was quiet, utterly quiet.
He held her hand and pulled her a little up, pampering her to rest on the bed.
She did.
But she was silent.
He caressed her cheek and asked,
"Naraz ho gayi baccha? Tumhi ne kaha tha na tumhe dekhna hai. Humne thodi jabardasti ki babu."
She gulped, still choosing to stay silent.
He pecked her temple and spoke,
"Acha maaf kardo Hume. Aaj ke baad kabhi aisi galti nahi hogi humse."
Seeing her expressions neutral, he gave up and sat on the bed.
"Nahi chahti ho hum tumhare paas rahe?".
She knew what her heart was thinking, but she didn't wanted him to leave either. She had questions brewing in her mind. She wanted him to clear those.
She held his wrist and looking into his eyes she shook her head,
"Mat jaiye."
Abhigyan caressed her hair, lightly and rested beside her again.
Taking her in his arms, he cooed her.
"Tell me what's the problem. Tell me what are you thinking?".
He asked her.
Inhaling deeply she asked,
"Your... Umm.. your.. that... Why did you say that you'll insert it inside my core?".
He bit his lower lip, understanding what he just blabbered in the moment of heat.
He wanted to go slow, and he had spilled the beans himself.
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Sarpanch's Biwi • 18+
Romance1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases which are not translated in english*** Abhigyan Singh, a Sarpanch of the village named 'Tarapur'. The position was passed to him by his father at the age of 20, when his father was on his deat...
