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Aishwarya POV

"Privacy,"

He said and I could feel my heart beats racing up. My gaze looked at Moni leaving us alone and I turned to look at Hukum walking in with slow steps.

I tried to place my dupatta over my head and suddenly before I could say, hear or understand anything he held his kurta and removed it in one go.

I immediately lowered his gaze and tried to look anywhere but at him.

"It will not be good if people would watch me standing outside the tent,"

He said and I gulped nervously to look at him. There was darkness in the tent and the only light lamp that was burning near to the bed was making his body glow in different ways. I saw him walking closer to the trunk that was there in the corner. He took out a fresh pair of clothes. A black kurta and matching lower. 

"Do you want me to take out your clothes too?"

He asked and I immediately shook my head.

"No,"

I said in my slow and shaky voice and walked towards him. My heartbeats were racing terribly and I could not help but sat down on my knees and distractedly started searching for my clothes. My hands were senselessly moving touching the maroon, white, cotton towels and others.

My heartbeats raced even more when I felt him sitting beside me. I could feel him close to me. His half-naked body was making me sick again. My knees were feeling weak and there I was not able to find even a single pair of my clothes.

"Aishwarya,"

He called in a slow voice. His voice travelled down my ears bringing goosebumps to my skin and I could not help but try to calm down my shaky breaths and asked.

"Ji,"

My hands were still trying to find a single pair in the trunk but he suddenly said.

"Do not you think this is my trunk?"

I felt a sudden wave of shame and embarrassment hitting me like an ocean right to my face and I immediately stood up. Yes, it was his trunk. It only had his clothes.

Stupid me!

"Ahh, yes, I am sorry,"

The words came out immediately from my mouth and I took a few steps back. He smiled looking at me and I quickly looked away from the other trunk that was kept near my bed. 

I had to not look at him at any cost.

He was here, we were alone. He was half naked. I was feeling something in my stomach. My heartbeats were fast. My cheeks were feeling warm. My body was shivering with cold. What the hell was happening to me? Why was I behaving like this?

I immediately tried to open my trunk. But, it seems like the force I used was unrequired as the moment I tried to pull up its cover, it banged back close and I screamed with immense pain.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

My fingers got the cut and seeing the blood flowing through it tears collected in my eyes and I closed my eyes feeling terrible pain running through my nerves right now.

"What happened?"

I heard him asking and walking closer to me.

I pressed my other hand tightly against my finger trying to stop the blood flow that was dripping down and staining the carpet.

"My fingers,"

I said and tears rolled down my cheeks with the unbearable pain travelling in my nerves. 

"Show me,"

He said and held my hand.

My lips were escaping the slow painful cries and I looked at him slowly blowing air into them.

"It is okay, I will dress it to stop its bleeding,"

He said and I saw him taking out a cotton cloth. He tore it a little and walked back to me. My fingers were trembling and the tears were still rolling down my cheeks with the pain. This was the only hated the most. The cuts, bruises and pain. 

"It's okay, Aishwarya,"

He said in a slow voice. I lifted my tearful gaze to look at his serious face. His eyes were looking at my cut with focus and his brows were thinned in a line.

"Aaaaaauuuchhhhh,"

I immediately tried to pull my finger back when I felt him touching my cut. More tears erupted in my eyes and I closed my eyes shut tightly.

"It's alright. Aishwarya. You can bear this pain,"

He said and I shook my head lightly.

"No, I cannot,"

My fingers were shaking when he was wrapping the cloth around my fingers. It was too much.

"You can. This is just a little bit of pain. Life has so much for you. How will you bear that?"

He asked and I opened my eyes to look at him. My brows thinned in a line and I tried to comprehend what he was saying.

"What?"

I tried to question and he just stared blankly at me. I felt him taking my now-wrapped fingers closer to his lips and gently kissing them.

"Nothing,"

He said and I felt his hands moving closer to my cheeks. I closed my eyes when I felt him wiping off my tears.

I shivered with a touch a little but it was good. 

I opened my eyes to look at him and he said.

"Tell me which pair do you want? I will take it out for you,"

He said and walked towards my trunk. He sat down and opened the trunk. My eyes looked at the clothes and I tried to say.

"The white one,"

It was night and I wanted to wear light clothes. The white was the lightest pair and cottony.

"Okay,"

He said and took out the white pair for me.

He put on the bed and said.

"Do you want me to help you change?"

He asked and suddenly with his words, I felt a strong shiver running down my spine.

"No,"

I immediately replied.

"I mean, no, I can change myself,"

I tried to say politely and stared blankly at him. He was looking so attractive in my eyes and I did not know why.

"Alright,"

He said and I saw him opening the curtains around the bed.

"You can change on this side and I will change on the other side,"

He said and I looked at our sides. There was a bed covered with a curtain between our sides and I nodded.

"Okay,"

My voice was slow.

It sounds good.

I walked towards my side and he walked towards him after taking his clothes. He disappeared behind the curtains and I did not know my heartbeats were racing insanely. Knowing that he was in the same tent and we were soon going to be naked to get dressed was making me feel a different kinds of sensations and scary chills.

I gulped nervously and moved my hand back to pull the strings of my blouse. I used my other hand to do that. 

I was moving my hand very slowly as my bangles were tickling with each movement and I slowly pulled the shoulders of my blouse down. I took it off and picked up the fresh up. But, before that, I pushed my wet braid behind and tried to push my hands into the space. I settled it over my shoulder breast. My nipples were hard and I was feeling shivering because of the cold. 

My gaze was low at my breast and suddenly out of nowhere, I remembered the moment when Ranaji touched Jiji. I asked Hukum and he said that I could touch him if I love him. So, if he would ever love me, he... would...... also.......... touch............. me.

The thought alone sent a strong shiver running down my spine and I felt goosebumps on my face immediately. I did not know why my nipples also hardened very tightly and I felt wetness in my core.

My brows thinned and I could not help but imagined his big and beautiful hand on my breast. But, what would he feel about it? And, why would he do that? I was sure there was nothing good about my body and it was not beautiful. We touch flowers because they are beautiful. I was not.

My brows thinned with the thoughts running in my mind and I could not help but touched my own breast with my hand. 

Strange.

I did not feel anything but there was something that happened in my body. I believe I missed it. I touched my breast again slightly longer this time. My palm rubbed against my nipple and I felt it soft. And, unwantedly it made me feel something I could not describe.

I inhaled a deep breath and I could feel there was a sudden urge that was bubbling up in me to press my hand against my breast over the blouse and I tried to press my hand a little.

A strong sensation ran through my body and my lips parted to exhale heavily.

What was this?

My brows thinned and I immediately moved my hand from there.

I blinked nervously and suddenly.

"Aishwarya,"

He called and I was immediately pulled out of my chain of thoughts and looked towards his direction. My stomach flipped and I managed to ask with the shaky breath.

"Ji,"

I gulped.

"Do you want me to help you?"

He asked and I just silently stood there. I looked at myself and then my bandaged finger. I looked in his direction and realised that I needed someone's help as I could tie the knot of my blouse on my own.

I bit on my lower lip as I was feeling very nervous to ask him for help and wanted to call Moni. But, he said that he did not want to wait outside.

Believing I did not have any option I tried to say with a little courage.

"Ji,"

I placed my arms over my chest and in a few good moments I saw him coming towards me from the other side.

"Can you please tie these?"

I asked with my shaky and slow voice and turn in the opposite direction to his face.

I felt him coming closer to me and I felt his fingers touching the end of my blouse's strings.

I lowered my gaze and tried to concentrate on my breathing while he was tying the knot of my blouse.

He had already changed into his black pair and I could feel his warm breath fanning on my shoulder and nape. He was close to me.

I lowered my gaze and my finger nervously traced my deep red handful of wedding bangles.

"Done,"

He said and I turned a little towards him.

My heart beats were racing insanely as this was the second time I was in front of him without my dupatta. It was making me feel very very very sick.

His eyes looked at me intensely and then moved towards my skirt.

"Let me help,"

He said and my heart beats raced to no extent.

"Huku-,"

"Shhhhhhhhh,"

I tried to say something but he hushed me immediately.

I looked at him picking up the Lehnga from the bed and he stood in front of me.

My whole body was shivering not because of the cold because of his intense gaze looking into my eyes. Not even the water made me feel this frozen like I was feeling now.

He stepped even closer and I blinked nervously. My stomach was continuously flipping very badly and I lowered my gaze with the timidness. My brows thinned and I just to get invisible right now.

Slowly, I felt him putting the lehnga around my waist through my neck. I lifted my arm according taking every bit of care to not touch my fingers anywhere accidently.

He placed it over my waist and I lifted my gaze to look into eyes. 

The Skirt covered the major portion over my wet skirt and I looked at him coming even closer and staring deep into my eyes.

My fingers fisted on my skirt and he said.

"Hold it for me,"

I blinked nervously. My heart was pounding insanely in my chest and I lowered my gaze to understand what he was asking me to hold.

I used my other hand to hold the fresh lehnga and my heartbeats raced to no extent when I saw and felt his hand moving from my fresh Lehnga to the strings of my wet one.

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