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++Ambar POV++

We reach the bedroom after dinner and she picks up her phone calling her parents as planned and goes out the balcony informing them the plan of arranging so many rituals that happen before the actual wedding and then after it.

In the meantime I get rid of my jeans, and wear shorts. Then, I turn on the TV and lay on the couch watching the highlights of an old cricket match. Dinner had been okay. It wasn't very difficult to convince dad since Samayra had already convinced mom in the kitchen and Chetan never says no to free booze. When me, and Grandma joined in as well, he had to say yes. Especially the way Samayra sat with a pout, giving him cute puppy eyes.

I tell you, no one can say NO to those eyes.

The eyes that can scare me, intimidate me and yet make me strive to become a better person for her.

She returns after a while. I switch off the Tv and go to the side table near the bed and pick up the bag of treasure I had placed there earlier.

"You forgot this on the swing..." I say handing her the bag full of lingerie.

"Shit.. Sorry.." she says and walks taking it from me.

"Cute stuff.." I say with a conniving smile and she blushes furiously.

"Shut up.." she takes the bag from my hands.

"Excuse me.. I thought you wanted kids.. because if that's how you are talking to me.. it's no way to ask for help.." I say and her eyes widen in understanding.

"wha..what.. what did you say ?" her words mumble out as her jaw falls open. I put my hand under her jaw and close her mouth.

"You asked me something.. and I am telling you.. You wanted kids.. So yeah.. Mrs. Samayra Ambar Deol, tell me when do we start?" I say with a wink and she stands there perplexed.

I know even if we aren't able to conceive soon enough, I want us to do it before both of our careers get busy enough to not take enough leaves.

"Umm.. I'll give you some time to think.." I say and take off my shirt plopping on my side of the bed in my shorts.

I turned to look at her and she was standing there in the same posture, completely still and unmoving, her eyes still wide open just like her mouth.

Hold on.. I think I closed her mouth.

"Ayra.. Umm.. Do you need CPR or something.. are you okay? " I say this getting worried. Okay, I know these aren't the signs of failing heart or heart attack but something's wrong with her.

Seriously very wrong with her..

She looks like Ross Geller from f.r.i.e.n.d.s. after he found out Rachel was pregnant.

I decide to get up and check her vitals but before I could get my ass off the bed she spoke.

"Give me 5 minutes.." she said and shuffled through her suitcase finding something and went inside the washroom quickly.

Okay.. 5 minutes it is.. I look towards the clock and note the time before picking up my phone to scroll through today's newspaper on the phone app.

I have no idea about the time, but when the door opened, I was the one left with jaw hanging open, ready to unhinge and fall on the floor as she stood there in a red pair of lacy lingerie.

Holy Shit..

I let my eyes devour her body covered barely with the tiny patches of fabric and yet everything visible.

Her soft skin and her beautiful curves.

My eyes scanned every inch of her body drinking in her beauty as she walks to me. Her steps slow and seductive.

"We start planning for kids, now.." she says bearing the same conniving smile, I had earlier.

I put my back on the headboard of the bed and gesture at my body.

"All yours.." I say as she smiles getting on the bed and straddling me as we start kissing.

We were instantly in a steamy make-out session, sucking each other's lips and nibbling necks, the fantasies of the past few days coming alive. I decided to undo her lingerie and feel her naked body when I noticed her irritated frown and her hand going down to her own legs.

She was rubbing the skin of her legs profusely as the patches of red rashes formed and then she started scratching them vigorously, both her hands on either of her legs. I broke the contact of my lips on her neck and looked at her bare legs.

"What's wrong?" I ask and run my hands over the redness turning green and purple with heavy swelling on the skin of her legs.

"My legs are itchy.. " She says and I make her sit on the side, taking her legs in my hand and closely examining them.

"I'm not the doctor here.. but that looks like an allergic reaction.." I say as she facepalms herself.

"I should've taken a patch test." She says.

"Yeah.. but what bodywash did you even use.. This shit is severe.." I say pointing to the swelling that was growing worse by the second.

"It's not a bodywash.. It's a hair removal cream.." she says and I couldn't control my expressions and gave her a baffled look.

"You used a hair removal cream on both your legs without testing for allergy? That shit's strong.."

"I usually shave or wax.. but when I told Sabina I didn't get my legs waxed before my wedding, just my arms and stuff she said to not shave... instead use this.. soo.." she says still rubbing and scratching her legs furiously.

"I think we should go to the hospital.." I say getting up, picking my shirt from the couch and wearing it my boner dying immediately.

"No.. Everyone in the house will be alerted if we do that.. I'll be okay... I am a doctor too.. I know some household things that can help with this.." She says almost at the verge of crying.

"Okay.. if that's what you want.. Tell me what do we need.. some anti-allergic.. Citrizine.. and something soothing.. maybe Ice.. ?" I ask looking at her perplexed.

"Do you have aloe vera gel?" she asks still scratching both her legs with her hands.

"Do I look like a cosmetic store owner to you?"

"You don't even look like a police officer to me.." she murmurs.

"Excuse me.. Do you need my help or not?" I ask and she looks at me making eye-contact, those wide eyes though near to tears still giving the characteristic death-glare.

"Seriously..What kind of husband are you?"

"I'm the one that's fucking turned on and wanted to make babies with you tonight.. not go around looking for silly things.." I say wearing my slippers and walking towards the door.

"Where are you going?" she almost shouts.

"To mom.. she might have aloevera gel, and I'll get an icepack too.." I say angrily as well, walking out and shutting the door behind me.

I run down the stairs and go towards my parents room hearing their voices.

"Ouch.. No Tej.. These things don't suit our age.. what will the kids think.." my mom cried out and I could hear them clearly with the door ajar with a small gap.

"I'm sure our kids are busy doing the same thing.. Ambar with his wife and Chetan on the phone.. So why can't I..." Dad was saying when I knocked on the door unable to hear further.

Gross.. Nobody needs to know how they were made.

My ears are figuratively bleeding right now.. and as much as I want to run back to my room and forget all about this.. I can't do it.. I need to get that Aloe vera gel for Ayra.

I hear shuffling and inaudible whispers. I knock again and the door finally opens.

"Ambar.." dad says looking at me, trying to look tired and sleepy so I go away quickly.

What kind of parents are so eager to get rid of their kids? Horny parents.

"Umm.. dad.. Where's mom?" I say trying to meet his eyes.

"She's.. in the washroom.." he says and I knew she was getting dressed or something like that.

No, don't think about what they were about to do..

Don't. Think about Ayra's pain.

"I wanted some aloevera gel.. If you know where she keeps it.." I say trying to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Oh.. I don't think you should be using aloevera gel.. How about coconut oil.. or petroleum jelly.. vaseline as you call it.. and you have so many commercial lubricants available now adays.. Durex, Manforce and what not." He blabbers.

Hold on.. Did my dad just..

Ewww.. Gross..

He needs to get his mind out of the gutter.

"Dad.. Ayra had an allergic reaction to her... night cream.. on her legs.. So I wanted.." I say and he interrupts.

"Some astringent.. yeah..okay, I get it. Is it severe?" he asks and I just nod.

"Can I see it?" he says and I give him a frown.

"dad.." I say my tone almost angry.

"I mean.. as a doctor.. What color is it?..Is it itchy?.. I can write some ointment or lotion. Go get it from the pharmacy. This Aloevera gel and other stuff take time to relieve the uneasiness and aren't fullproof.." he says in his doctor tone.

Okay. He had no bad intention. I need to get my mind out of the gutter too. He was just asking to help us, being a doctor, like he usually does when anyone in the family is sick or in pain.

"It's itchy... and is turning like a mix of green and purple bruise.. with growing swelling. It's like rashes but not red."

"With a night cream ?" he asks confused.

"Umm.. actually.. it was a hair removal cream.." I say rubbing the back of my neck, knowing well to not hide the important medical history.

"She's a doctor, didn't she take a dermal patch test?" he asks and I shake my head.

"Wait here.." he says and goes inside the room and comes out a minute later with a prescription slip.

"here.. tell her to thoroughly rinse her legs with lukewarm water and in the meantime go bring this ointment and two pills, take them at an interval of five minutes.." he says and I nod going to walk away but then stop and turn to look at him.

"Ahh.. Dad.. Please shut the door properly next time, Good night.." I say and walk out quickly before he could respond.

I walk towards my car and call Samayra on speaker. She picks up on the fouth ring as I put my car in drive.

"Why aren't you back yet? And why are you calling me?" she says frustrated and her voice weak and tired.

"Clean your legs thoroughly with lukewarm water.. but not too warm... and then sit in the bathtub filled with water. It should help with the itching. In the meantime, I'll run to the pharmacy and get you the ointment that dad prescribed.."

"What.. Why did you tell dad about the allergy.. are you an idiot.. I could have wrote an ointment as well.. But I didn't want you running out late night again.." she says clearly irritated with her itching legs.

"Samayra, as you said earlier today at your dad's house. You are my wife and it's my duty to make sure to keep you away from any discomfort. Now go, rinse your legs under water. I'll be home in less than 5 minutes." I say and hang up parking my car near the pharmacy.

"Kya haal bhaiya.." the pharmacist immediately recognized me.

(How are you, bro?)

Shit, should've chosen another store. But this is the nearest.

"Mein theek hoon.. aap kaise.." I say putting my hand in my pocket to find the prescription slip.

(I'm fine, How are you?)

"Kitna dena.. konsa flavor.. vohi chocolate.. dotted ya ribbed?" he asked before I could find the slip.

(How many and which flavor? Your usual chocolate and Dotted or ribbed?")

"Umm... No.. I don't want condoms.." I said giving him the prescription slip. He nods, looking at it and walks away getting the ointment and pills and putting them in a small paper bag.

"Kitne huye.." I ask.

(How much..)

He tells me the amount and I give him the money adding a small tip.

"Keep the change........... and.. I got married.. so if you see me with a woman.. she's.." I try to explain and he nods.

"Got it sir.. I don't know you well and this is your first purchase with us.. Oh and also we have the best variety for pregnancy test kits.." he said with a wink taking the extra money putting it in his drawer. I pick up the small paper bag and walk towards my car unable to comprehend the situation.

"Hey.. Ambar.." I heard someone say and turn to look at a girl in a tight red sleeveless tank top and black leather jeans running towards me.

Oh, Grandma would have a heart attack if Samayra wore that. I smile at the thought of Samayra wearing that. And after I saw those gorgeous bare curves of hers, I'm sure she'll rock any outfit.

"How are you ?" the girl says putting her arms around me and I felt someone's stare and turn to look at the pharmacist staring at us.

He gives me a very treacherous look as if I was cheating on him. Hold on.. what did I even do?

"Hey.. umm.." I stutter. Fuck.. What was her name?

After some nursery rhyme..

"Hey Twinkie you coming.." another girl calls out from a car parked nearby.

Ah.. yes.. Her name's twinkle.

"Care to join us.. we are going to this new club that opened up downtown and I saw you from across the street. And I just had to ask you.. Where have you been..It's been so long.." she asks all excited and feeling me up. Her hands roaming all over the front of my shirt. I put the small bag from the pharmacy in my back pocket and hold both her wrists stopping them from roaming over my chest.

"I got married.. so If you'll just excuse me.. I need to go to my wife.." I say and walk towards my car, sitting in and driving away.

Fuck. Why did she have to be here?

This was a wake up call.

Ayra's allergy was a wake up call.

The pharmacy.. and twinkle.. It's not a coincidence.

She needs to know more about me and the man I was before this wedding.

I can't have babies with someone who doesn't even know me.

All I know about her is that she had a serious relationship, God knows how many years ago.

We need to hit breaks and know each other first.

No matter how desperate she is for kids..

Would she even accept me after knowing the type of man, I was.

++author's note++
It's not that easy for Ayra and Ambar.
Life never goes according to a plan.
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Reet