Their bodies were soaked in perspiration, as they lay motionless for a while, exhausted with the recent upheaval that they had gone through. Shruti ran her fingers through his hair, caressing him when he looked at her and questioned with a concerned voice, “Are you alright?” She smiled lovingly at him, “More than alright. Thanks a ton Atharva for being so caring.” She kissed him very tenderly and mumbled, “I had a lot of apprehensions, but you tackled it so well. I know you don’t voice out often, but I am touched. Love you.”
Atharva snuggled and responded, “Love you too. Your happiness is my only priority.”

They both lay pent up, in each others’ arms, drifting away to a blissful sleep, celebrating their togetherness, spending a night which will be forever etched in their memories, a night that seemed infinite in it’s innumerable dimensions. It was as if their souls had traveled a distance of thousand miles, undergoing a metamorphosis, which had changed their lives in every way possible.

To be continued….

The newly wedded couple drifted into a blissful slumber, cuddled in each other’s arms. A feeling of contentment washed over them as they had finally got their wish true.

It was around 9 in the morning that Shruti stirred in her sleep. She was still groggy and felt weird, a little sore for some reason. As soon as she opened her eyes, it all came back to her. She felt a transformation in herself, which made her feel as if the Shruti till the day before wasn’t the same anymore. She blushed as Atharva unknowingly snaked his arm around her waist, barring her from getting up. She lay there for a while reminiscing all that had happened the previous night. She turned towards him and gazed at his face. He was sleeping like a baby. She absolutely adored waking up in his arms; it was as if she had always belonged there and couldn’t resist pecking him on his cheeks. This finally woke Atharva, who smiled seeing her. She mentioned, “Time to wake up, sleepy boy.”
He clucked and said, “Kya Shru, I am very tired.”
She teased him, “Achha? Aisa kya kiya ke you are feeling so exhausted?”
He smirked, “Kya karu? Meri biwi ne kal bahot mehnat karvaayi mujhse.”
She went crimson in her cheeks at the mention and hit him lightly. He quipped again, “Lagta hai zindagi bhar pitna padega. How much do you hit me?”
Shruti said, “Okay, let me get up. I wanna freshen up.”
He remarked, “Wait for me. I’ll join you in a while.”
She challenged, “Catch me if you can,” and she ran and was about to shut the door, when he barged in, holding her tight in his embrace. Their body temperatures soared in a minute, and they indulged themselves in a wonderful sensation, that after almost a year of wait, need not be restricted.

After having a sensual love making in the bath, they finally got ready. Atharva had ordered for some light breakfast in the room itself, since it was very late. Shruti donned a fiery yellow to red shaded outfit, embellished with small motifs and truly looked like a new bride. She had refused to even attempt wearing a sari on her own and had suggested that she will wear one when she reaches bua’s place for the pag phera rasam. Atharva explained, “Since we are supposed to have lunch here and leave, didn’t order too much.”
She agreed and they both relished the sandwiches and coffee.

They chilled out for a while, when Shruti mentioned sheepishly, “Atharva, I am feeling shy and awkward. What will everyone think?”
He knitted his eyebrows to which she clarified, “I… I mean.. they’ll know what must have happened yesterday night.”
He chuckled, “Big deal Shru! Ab kya problem hai? In fact, I feel I have been too chivalrous by not doing anything at all till now. Woh bhi aaj ke zamaane me.”
She rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, “Miya Mithu and a pathetic despo.”
He winced, “Ouch! Shru, did you get that antiseptic? I told you I’ll need it.”
Shruti took a minute to realise what he was talking about and went a deep shade of beet root red when the moment of the previous night flashed in front of her eyes. Atharva laughed at her plight, and she quickly defended herself saying, “You only told me not to scream. Kya karti?”
He quipped, teasing her further, “Thank god it’s on my shoulder. Otherwise what would I have answered if it would have been in a place clearly visible?”

Shruti tried to scowl but then both burst out laughing. They tidied up the room, packed their belongings in the bag and before long, it was lunch time. They decided to have Chinese in the famous restaurant, Golden Dragon. They relished the scrumptious signature dishes and generally had a good time. Once done, they headed towards their room, took their luggage and checked out. Shruti glanced one last time at the room, trying to imprint the vision in her memory.

They proceeded towards Parmar’s Residence, where her entire clan was waiting for them. Amidst much teasing and laughter, she got ready in a traditional green sari, resplendent with jewellery. She was feeling very awkward, dressed up like that since it had never been her comfort zone. After lingering around for a while, Shruti hugged her family, and in a wobbly voice bid them adieu. She again felt those pangs of uncertainty, not sure how well will she be able to shoulder the responsibilities. She hated the fact that she wasn’t in control of the situation and the apprehensiveness reflected on her face.

Soon, they reached the Shah house, where they were received warmly by the Shah family and a couple of relatives who were scheduled to leave on the next day. It was evening and Atharva already looked tired. Minish couldn’t resist pulling his leg. “What happened Atharva? You look exhausted. Seems teri neend poori nahi hui.”
Everyone present broke into laughter while Shruti didn’t know where to look. Atharva defended, “All these functions and running around has taken its toll more than anything else.” Minish smirked but refrained from pushing his luck further.

Shruti was a bit relieved to know that the cook who had been appointed due to the wedding, would be there till the next day. So her ordeal would begin later. She shrugged and helped serve food to the family. She longed to get out of her sari desperately and wanted to change. Everyone soon retired to their rooms, as they had to leave early in the morning.

At last, Shruti entered the room and was pondering over what to wear. Meanwhile, Atharva changed into his tracks and tee and lay down on the bed. Shruti had consciously bunched a silky red nightwear in her hand and went in the washroom. She took her time to change, what with the number of safety pins used to hold the sari in place. She was wondering how come Atharva had not called out even once. She stepped out and for a moment, stopped in her tracks. Her husband was already snoring away to glory. She was in a plight, not knowing whether to change again since there was no point. Heaving a sigh, she snuggled beside him and switched off the lights, letting the fact sink in that this was the first time they would be sharing their bed. Exhaustion took over and she drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, her sleep broke as she felt his hands caressing her. The satiny nightwear added to the friction and she couldn’t hold back and planted soft kisses on his lips. He touched her a bit more intimately which aroused her from her slumber. Just as she was expecting more, he simply cuddled her in his embrace and before she realised, went back to sleep.

Shruti didn’t know whether to laugh or cool herself down, coz for sure, her sleepaholic hubby was already in deep sleep. She got cozy in his arms, and after a while let sleep take over.

Shruti had remembered to set her alarm early since the relatives were going to leave. She quickly got ready and wore a nice yellow flowing kurta, which she had designed on her own. The red bangles in her hand gave her that newly married feel, besides the mangalsutra around her neck. Once done, she huffed, “Atharva! I have been trying to wake you up since a while now. Mama mami will be leaving in a while. Jaldi karo.” He rubbed his eyes to see that she was ready and couldn’t resist, “Shru… teri tabiyat toh theek hai na? How come you are up so early?”
She responded, “Am not as bad as you portray.”
He reverted, “Ya ya… you are a docile lamb.”
She glared, “Chalo get up quickly. Yesterday you didn’t have to keep awake till late. Now what reason do you have?”
She bit her tongue as soon as she said that as she realised the implication and was about to leave, when he caught her hand, pulled her to himself and said huskily, “Don’t worry. Aaj raat ko, with interest of course.”
She had goosebumps and left quickly, without glancing back. He gave a throaty chuckle, freshened up and joined everyone in the living room. Soon after the breakfast, the relatives left.

The day passed in a jiffy as she utilised the time to arrange things in her cupboard and playing with Isha. Atharva had gone to attend the office as since the last few days, it had been neglected. In the evening, she received a message on her mobile, which made her toes curl. “Waiting for tonight.” She was casually talking to Preksha when the latter mentioned, “Shruti, now everyone will expect you to cook. Mummy had mentioned about it yesterday. I shall be there with you of course. But I hope you understand.” Shruti replied, feeling embarrassed, “Y… ya, of course bhabhi. I have a couple of dishes in mind which would be easy to put together hopefully.” Preksha nodded, “That’s good.”

The three brothers returned back in a while. Shruti was in the kitchen heating up things, when Atharva called her in the room. As soon as she did, she was taken aback as Atharva held her tightly, and captured her lips in a wild kiss. She was flabbergasted as she realised the intensity of it and couldn’t help commenting, “That was wild Atharva!” He gave her a devilish grin and responded in a voice loaded with passion, “You haven’t seen the wild me Jaanu. Will show it to you tonight.” She didn’t know what to respond and tried to reason, “Achha Chalo, I need to go. Everyone must be hungry.”
Atharva quipped, “Hmm me too.” His glance though clearly stated what exactly was he hungry for. She felt nervous seeing him in that state and quickly went out of the room. 

Once dinner was done, she and Preksha cleared the kitchen. Everyone sat out for a while, chatting. Atharva gave a suggestive glance once but other than that, his face was completely void of any outward signs. No one present could make out what was going on in his head. After sometime, all retired to their rooms. Shruti felt a shiver down her spine at the very thought of what lay ahead.

While Atharva went in the kitchen, she quickly grabbed the flimsy piece of garment she had so wanted to wear and ran in the washroom before her confidence gave up. She had a quick shower, donned it and looked back in the mirror. It was a sheer, see through net, which unlike the first night, fitted like a glove, and showed a lot of her cleavage. The workout and efforts she had put in throughout the year had paid off well. She had lost a couple of pounds and her abs were flat, which was accentuated in this lingerie. She felt goosebumps and was contemplating what to do, when she heard a knock, which jolted her out of her reverie.
She gingerly queried, “Atharva, have you locked the door?”
He replied, “Hmm, yes of course. Are you coming out or do you want me join in?”
She responded, “Please switch off the lights as well.”
He teased, “No ways. Don’t tell me you are still feeling shy.”

She gave up and with a lot of courage and apprehension, opened the door. He had moved towards the cupboard when she called out, her voice uncertain, “Atharva?”
He bent and peeped to see her and stood gaping. She could literally see the storm in his eyes, and stood rooted. Within a second, he covered the distance, pinned her to the wall and latched in such a passionate kiss, unlike ever before. She felt overpowered and simply clutched his back, digging her nails. What followed was a passionate, wild session of love making, which showed her what he was capable of. It was as if, he had reigned his emotions, held them in check for her sake.
He said huskily, “The way you look today… my god Shru! It’s beyond imagination. So very sexy! I had loved what you had worn on our first night, but this is beyond amazing.”

Thereafter, there was no scope for any verbal communication. Their bodies were busy communicating with each other, each revering the other; one more blatantly, the other a bit hesitantly, learning along the way, trying to leave her inhibitions behind.

To be continued….

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