Yet Again (under Editing)

Part 84

*Rajiv's POV*
"What did you say?" I asked as my blood boiled with anger. "Wahi .. Jo tumne suna.." She irked me more. I held her wrist and pulled her closer to me.. I was still sitting on the boundary of the terrace. "Leave me.." She clenched her jaw. "What if I don't?" I raised my eyebrow to tease her. "Leave me I said.." She was clearly irritated. "Nope..ask your Ashu jiju..." I turned my face away. She struggled to free her wrist... I was not letting her go.. In this stupid fight, I lost my balance and was about to fall from the terrace..when she held my collar and pulled me back. We both fell on the floor of terrace due to the struggle. She fell down and I fell on top on her. We had an eye lock ... We got up and she hugged me. "Tum thik ho na.. I'm very sorry" she cried. "I'm sorry too.." I hugged her back. She broke the hug and we both felt a little awkward. Suddenly, we heard claps from the lawn which drew our attention to the cake cutting. Ashwin and Neha were a cute couple. Neha cut the cake and made Ashwin eat it first .. Ashwin kissed her cheek and she blushed like a newly wedded bride. "They are so adorable..." Bhoomi smiled dreamily looking at them. "Hmmm.. " I hummed gently in agreement. " I wish someday.. We will become like them .. And built a happy family.." She said this looking at me and I smiled at her innocent wish. "Let's dance.. Ladies and gentlemen..." Somu announced and everyone hit the dance floor with their spouses. I just stood there looking at those dancing couples from the terrace and confused how to ask Bhoomi for a dance. After quite a time of being confused, the song changed and Bhoomi's smile grew wider. "That's my favorite song" she smiled in excitement. "Then ... Can I..." I didn't even complete my sentence when she said "I never danced ... " "I will teach you.." I smiled and stretched my palm towards her and she grabbed it hesitantly. We danced like a teen couple on their first date.. There was awkwardness at the same time, joy and excitement. Occasionally, when she drew closer to me and her forehead touched my chest.. I would inhale the fragrance of her hair and when my hand accidentally fell on her waist region , she grew anxious. "You okay?" I asked. "Yup..yeah.." She nodded twice... Still with that expression on her face.. As if she feared that something she wanted to hide was coming out.. Her secret was about to be revealed. She turned to walk away.. May be to avoid my further queries and as I looked at her retreating figure.. Something , or you can say some mark on her waist caught my sight. "Wait.. What's that.." I asked. "What?? Nothing... " she stuttered covering herself more with the saree. "No.. I saw something.. On your.. Waist.." I completed the sentence . "It's nothing.. May be dirt.. Woh gir gayi thi na.. " she explained. "No.. It's.." I was about to ask again when she shouted. "Nothing.. I said.. Aur wese bhi.. Please.. Don't look at such places.. They are prohibited.." She huffed. "Ab toh mein pakka dekhunga.." I smirked and turned her around to see what was on her waist. She held her palms against her waist. "Dikhao..." I ordered. "No way.." She refused. "I'm your husband..." I frowned. "Still... No.." "OK as you wish..." I held her wrist and tried to remove her palms.She struggled, resisted but all in vain and I won. As I removed her palms and what I saw was .... "Is that... a tattoo?" I asked stunned as I saw my name tattooed on her waist . She didn't answer but kept admiring the floor