I take a deep breath moving up the dimly lit stairs, hoping he hadnt reached my room before myself. To my despise, he sat at the foot of the bed, his face clearly enraged. I walk in locking the door behind me, a shaky smile covering my lips.
Si - "Where the fuck were you?!"
I step towards the bed putting away the bag I'd taken along. "Venue mein, btaya toh tha na Sidharth?" I mumble trying my best to not further anger him. "What fucking venue huh? Jo btaya tha waha toh aap sab mein se koi bhi nhi tha" he questioned clutching my forearms, pulling me flush against himself. I take a deep breath reaching my hand against his cheek in order to calm him potentially. He shooed it away, not letting me touch his face. "Bebuuu, enna gussa? Mujhe pta tha ki tu udhar aayega, aur fir main nhi chahti thi ki Maahi ki party jaise sab beech mein hi ruk jaye toh maine alag venue book kiya tha aur tujhe address alag diya. Aur party mein sirf hum sab-"
Si - "Fir jhooth kyun bola? Tum sab hi the toh humare aane mein kya problem tha? Ache se yaad hai mujhe last time bhi kaise sirf tum sab hi the right? Tab toh bola tha ki haq nhi hai gussa hone ka lekin abhi toh hai na? Your going to be my Wife in the next 3 days."
S - "Mujhe bhi pta hai na Sidharth? Main kyun kuch aisa karungi yeh jaante huye? Mujhe toh tab bhi Maahi ne kaha tha sirf Isiliye dance kiya tha maine. Aur Neetu di bhi thi udhar, agar aisa waisa plan hota toh unhe nhi bulati na? Kasam se koi bhi nhi tha-"
He let out a loud chuckle leaving me bewildered. I look up at him in confusion not knowing if I was supposed to laugh or get mad at him for faking the anger I'd just faced. I huff ridding myself of his arms quickly moving into the washroom with the night suit I'd left hung against the chair. "Kutta hi rahega tu humesha. Faltu mein drra diya meko." I say going to slam the door shut. He stopped it an inch away from closing pushing it open, clearly much stronger than I was. Entering he shut the door locking the latch before leaning against it, my hand carefully clutched in his. "Tu dar ti hai mere se?" He asked an amused look held over his face. "Bol na baby? Dar ti hai tu mere se? " he continued not getting a response the first time. I step back as he steps towards me all the way until I hit the back wall, caged against it. I let out a quick breath fisting my hands in anticipation.
Si - "Jawaab de na Shehnaaz? Dar ti hai tu mere se?"
"Nhi.. mtlb- tere se nhi ter- e gusse se dar ti hu" I fumble feeling his feathery kisses against my exposed collarbone. He stepped back cupping my face to look up at his. "Prank kr raha tha meri jaan, samajh gya the kya kiya hai tune." He rasped inching his lips closer to my own. "Last time Aise party mein akele jaane diya hai tere ko" he whispered, his hands dropping to my waist. I give into the desire burning against my lips, hastily taking his in mine. He smiled pulling away a few minutes later, pecking my forehead before walking back into the room. "Isko wedding night pe continue krenge" he winked closing the door. I sigh taking a quick shower to wipe away the crimson colour rising against my cheeks. The whole wedding until now had been no less than a blissful tease fest. I'd always wanted the same too, a wedding with the irreplaceable secret meetings, stolen kisses and what not else. It made much more sense than acting like we hadnt been through so much already. I couldnt act completely unknown to him just because of guests. I step into the bedroom finding him laying against the bed, almost half asleep. Smiling I get in beside him, the smile widening as he snuggled into my side, laying his head against my chest. I loved when he did things like that. Things he usually restrained himself from putting up a rough face to cover his otherwise clingy side. He always had to be in touch, whether it was our hands, legs or even just me laying on his arm. I peck his forehead running my hand through the short hair at the nape of his neck making him snuggle further. The silence drove the both of us to a sweet slumber, words seemingly dissolved under the anticipation for the next 48 hours. The wedding was 2 days away. Well technically since it was already 1:30 in the morning. I sigh relaxing my eyes shut knowing we had a long day tomorrow. It was the mehndi and sangeet, combined at the obvious request.
"Sanaa?! Uth jaa yr subah se dadi ne 5 baar bhej diya hai mujhe. Kitna soyegi tu?!" I heard Baaz scream, softly blinking my eyes open as I call back out to him saying I'd be down in 20 minutes. It'd probably take another 5 to get Sidharth off of me. I pull myself out of his hold quickly fixing my hair into a bun and hanging my clothes for right now in the washroom before attempting the task of getting him out of here. "Sidharth? Uth" I whisper giving him a quick nudge. He groaned turning to face the other side. "5 minutes baby, uth jaunga" he murmured almost inaudibly. I huff shaking him again, continuing until he sat up frustrated from not getting the extra minutes. "Aap ko apne room mein jaana hai kisi k pta lgne se pehle. Toh isiliye get up and get out." I mumble over sweetly, pressing a quick peck to his nose. He shook his head leaning back against the head board before stepping up a second later. "Parso kaise hoga? Tujhe toh uthna bhi 3-4 bje hai na?"
S - "Hmm.. kal ko apne room main sojana na? Ek raat hi toh hai, woh bhi 4-5 ghante if we're lucky."
He nodded seemingly understanding what he didn't just a week ago. I walk into the shower once he left changing into the simple printed suit before heading down the stairs to where I was being called for the past almost 2 hours. Dadi gave me a rough look before breaking into a quick smile seeing the glare dadu passed her. "Itni der soyegi toh shaadi delay ho jaani hai teri, chal ab jaldi se mehndi ka design select krle, usko bhijwana bhi hai. Aur shaadi ki hhi sab jewelry dekh le ek baar nhi toh baaf mein problem hoga." She explained pulling me to sit beside her. Mom came a second later passing me a cup of chai and a plate of cookies I had no intent of eating. I was trying to keep my sugar and fat intake down until at least the morning of the wedding.
