Opening her eyes, Bondita found herself compressed under her husband. His head laying flat on her breast sheathing them from the open air, his one arm under her neck while the other was firmly holding her midriff, his left leg on top of both her legs encompassing her. And when realizing the fact of them laying completely naked against each other, blush crept to her cheeks as a small smile appeared on her lips, a coyful one.

Looking down, she stared at her asleep husband. Her eyes seeing him inch by inch from the top, from his forehead to down below. Her face flushed, as she gaped him, "Mera Handsome, patibabu."

Raising her left hand as she slowly yet intimidatingly caressed his hair, and he began to cuddle her pressing his face on her abyss restraining to get off from the soothing warmth.

Still laying on her, lightly wriggled whispering on her bare skin, "sone do na Bondita, raat tho..." Hearing those half words from his husky voice, her insides tingled and was also tempting her.

She softly called him, "patibabu..." and tried again only to get more snuggled by him.

She finally uncoiled much against her will and found him pouting in sleep.

Giving a flying kiss, looked up, her eyes scrutinising for a trespasser, if any. Thankfully finding none, turned to see him sleeping in tranquil. Staring at his serene face, remained sitting pulling the sheet partially to cover her.

And he smiled in his asleep, imagining his little wife and her audacity. It was only in the last night he felt that his little Bondita was no more the one he raised with his hands but a fully grown up young woman looking more appealing while exhibiting her solidity to her love, her husband.

With his hands scratching the empty place beside him, Anirudh woke up with a frown, "Bondita...."

Not finding her, his face was grumpy. Unknown to her too, his whole night passed gaping her and her appealing hidden tressure, and while doing so, several times his insides had urged him to love her in the most desiring ways yet him being him restricted himself and was satisfied relishing her with his intense gaze on her, until he fell asleep.

His brows furrowed spoting her saree, soiled in mud. "Saree yehi hain toh Bondita kahan gayi, kaise gayi?"

Grabbing his cotton pants, wearing them quickly, walking out stopped, placing his elbows on the wall beside, and his other hand on his hip stood grounded seeing his beautiful wife planting the sapling.

He exhaled, sighing in relief.

He smiled bashfully, observing her, finding her wearing his kurta, an extremely oversized one. With the colour being light, the material was revealing her skin and with the wet mud being smeared on her pretty face, she appeared alluring.

He whispered, "Bondita..." smiling to himself.

She seemed so involved in her work that she failed to notice him and this made him envy her love towards the land, the soil of his own country.

Strolling towards her, knelt infront of her and began to throw the wet mud on the rooted sapling. She instantly looked up at him, "patibab..." her gazes downed out of shy and puzzled at her sudden blush, smiling "kyaa hua... Bondita?"

With himself not knowing the reason, was flushed seeing her cherry red face, " woh... aap uth tho gaye par..." sitting with his legs folded was listening to her keenly, "par?" downing her face more, "par aap... yese ..."

But before finishing was being pulled by him such that she landed on his crossed legs, on his lap exactly. Her eyes popped out, as she gasped and held his shoulders, "Aha.."

There was a charm in his missus, and "Bonditaa..." he called in a whining tone as she tried to wriggle, "Patibabu, dekhiye na kitni sundar lag rahi hai... yeh..." her orbs sparkling at the rooted sapling.

Clasping his hands around her, he smirked, "acha, aur main?"

Placing his forefinger under her chin upped her face to see her scrunching her eyes tightly, "Kya huha Bondita?"

"Kuch hua kya?" He panicked, being perplexed.

Opening her eyes to him, asked, "gar chale patibabu, please?"

He found it absurd, did something go wrong or did she not feel well. He panicked more, "kya huha Bondita, tum teek ho na, bolo, kuch huha kya, kahi lagi kya?"

Pulling his hands in her, she said, "Patibabu, mein bilkul teek hoon bas muje gar janaa hai abhi," he looked puzzled, "haan teek hai, par itni jaldhi jaldhi kyun? Kuch der yehi kuli hawa mein bhi saas leh sakthey na,"

She stood and he too stood along with her, while fidgeting her fingers she mumbled, "budhu hai aap, kuch nahi samajthe."

"Huha kya hai? Woh toh batao," he asked, anxiously.

"Kyunki muje aapko kiss karna hai, aur aur...," his face flushed, hearing her.

Controlling his smile, said chuckling, "agar yehi baat hai tho, seedhe seedhe nahi kehsakthi tum? Waise toh yeh jagah bhi itni buri nahi hai, tum yehaan bhi muje kiss karsakthi ho."

"Patibabu... please," pleaded, blushing under his gaze.

"Acha teek hai, chalo. Waise, kya mein jaan saktha hoon kab se meri nanhi si pyaari si Bondita itni Utavli ho gayi," he raised his brows.

"Kal raat sey," she sweetly said in a coy tone.

"Acha! Yese kya huha kal raat ko, jiski wajah sey aap itni badal gaye hain?"

"Kal raat... kal raat tho, patibabuuu..."

"Teek hai. Ek minute," wrapping her saree around his neck, cradled her in his arms.

Her eyes widened, and she tried to pull her saree from him, "Hatana nahi, tum mere Kurta pehen sakthe ho aur mein tumhari sadii bhi nahi od saktha? Chup aur hilo math."

She giggled, leaning her head on him.

"Kuch kehna hai, kya?" He asked.

Pressing her face on his chest, "Kya aap humesha muje yese apne bahon mein lenge?"

"Beshak!"

"Din raat?"

"Haan,"

"Mahino, saal tak?"

"Haan, bilkul."

"Jab.. jab humare bache aajayenge na, tab bhi?" He stopped, and looked down at her a little bewildered.

"Haan, tab bhi." He said, nuzzling his nose on hers.

She gawped him lovingly and kissing her shoulder, carrying her inside the house, he asked, "Waise kitne chahiye?"

But

"Barrister Anirudh?" Hamsalaveni's eyes popped out, perplexed.

He cheered, still holding his wife, "Aaap Ms. Mandol. Very good morning."

Hamsalaveni hesitated, "Morning, par yeh.."

He proclaimed merrily, "Yehh, yeh meri wife, Bondita." And kissing her cheek, beamed, "Meri zindagi."

Her face turned red, "Patibabu, aap yeh yese..."

Batuk walked out from the kitchen, "Dada, kam sey kam baharwalon par toh taras kayiye," and handing Hamsalaveni a plate, "Aur yeh lijiye aapka breakfast."

He said, "Please have it."

"Boudi, abb toh niche utaro. Maan gaya mein, mere dada bhi tere hi hai, aur unka kurta bhi." Batuk said, rolling his eyes.

She felt uneasy at Hamsalaveni's eyes on them.

And when she wriggled, "nahi," and he showed eyes to Batuk. Then he said, "Excuse us, we will be back soon."

As he closed the door by his leg, she asked, "Woh kya tha bahar? Koi yese kartha hai kya?"

"Anirudh Roy Choudary karega yese," pressing a kiss on her other cheek. "Aur mera kiss," he asked, promptly.

She smiled sweetly, "doongi, par abb nahi." and got down.

Walking him to the bathroom, "Abb pehle jaake nahayiye, abhi ke abhi,"

Holding the bathroom door, he asked, "Par tuje bhi toh nahana hai na?"

"Haan. Toh?"

"Toh.. kyun na hum ek sath...." and winked at her.

"Aap.. aap jayiye... pehle.. jayiye," pushing him inside.

Looking in the mirror, she noticed how she was fully soiled but still was looking beautiful wearing his kurta.

As he hugged her from back, "Patibabu, aap abhi abhi nahake aye hain."

Kissing her neck, "Toh?"

She blushed, "Toh kuch nahi, aab muje chodiye. Muje bhi nahana hai." and ran inside the bathroom.

He was drinking coffee in the hall, and Hamsalaveni asked, "Barrister Anirudh, Can I speak to you?"

Keeping his newspaper aside, "Oh Yes. Sure,"

Hamsalaveni anxiously said, "I know it's personal, still.. it's just... just that.."

"What is it Ms. Mandol?" He asked, straight.

"Okay. Let me get this straight." She started, "You. You are Barrister Anirudh. I mean the very successful, kind, wise, smart, good looking and what not,"

His Barrister mind had already figured what was she upto, "Get to the point,"

She said ignorantly, "but she is a simple village girl, and..."

He jeered harshly, "What do you want to say? Ms. Mandol."

She stuttered, "You should have definitely been forced to marry that girl. I am sure of it but you could have.. should have... I mean she is nowhere equal to you and your standard. You are such a successful man.. and you could easily get a beautiful, well educated woman who is ..."

He stood up glaring, and screamed, "Stop! Who has given you the right to indulge in my personal matters?"

His outrageous tone was frightening her, and getting up, "No. I mean.. she is just not fit to be your.." and swallowed the remaining.

"Don't you understand, once?" He scowled, fuming in red.

She had heared about his temper but it seemed more dangerous to face it. He looked crazy and it terrified her.

Composing himself, "You say that I am a successful man, right?" She nodded, "But, before this so called successful Barrister Anirudh there is an impulsive man only she could handle."

His lips curled up, "She is still a seed but when she grows into huge, people like you all will understand her strength, capability."

Hamsalaveni still saw him with fear, and a little ashamed.

He smiled brightly and bashfully said, "She is a beautiful woman with a most beautiful heart. And, I wonder how blessed I am to be bestowed with her."

"When you never know her, you don't get to speak about her," He snarled, and she was awestruck listening to him, he seemed to be a devotee of his wife.

Then he eyed, "Drive her home safe, Batuk." and his brother chuckled.

It was in the evening, and inside the car, with his hand gliding on her waist to her small back, pulling her on him made her sit on his lap, as she trembled with her eyes closed, clutching his shoulder.

While his other hand slided on her left cheek sedately feeling the softness. Nuzzling his nose on her cleavage, "kya hua? Bolo na...." found her whimpering within his hold.

Leaning on her face, slowly yet lovingly he kissed her eyes, stroking her back.
She was biting her bottom lip feeling the tingling sensations all over her skin.

She sat clasping his collar, staring him as he bent down and tied the silver anklets with card. She smiled radiantly.

Cupping her cheeks, attaching their foreheads, he requested, "chahe joh ho jaye tum kabhi bhi muje nahi chodna, kabhi nahi,"

Her eyes moistened, and giving a peck on his lips, shooked her head, "kabhi nahi,"

He smiled, looking into her eyes, "Bondita ke bina, kuch bhi nahi Anirudh."

Wrapping her hands around his neck, pressing her face on his neck, she whispered, "aur aapke bina kuch bhi nahi hai, Bondita."

They stayed still, feeling each other's love as he caressed her back while she tightly held onto him with both their eyes glistening.

"Waise bataya nahi, kitne chahiye tuje?" He asked, trying to distract her.

She understood, and rising her fingers lifted one by one.

"Tuje paanch bache chahiye?" His eyes widened, and grinned as she nodded shyly.

Clasping her waist, pulled her on his chest, and hushed, "toh lautney ke baadh, turanth hi shuru karenge. Kyun?"

She gulped, "itni jaldhi? Par padaye, kaam, aur"

"Sh... mera kaam aur tumhara padayee ek jagah, aur humara pyaar ek jagah," he said, pressing a kiss on her throat.

"Patibabu... samai ho rahi hai," she half moaned, as his fingers caressed her body.

"Hmm.." he hummed, kissing her.

Taking a deep breathe, she pulled her shawl from the passenger seat and wrapped it around her ignoring his whine and got down rapidly.

Holding the door, she whispered with a smile, "Intezaar karungi, aapka."

Pulling her face a little inside, pecked her curled up lips. "Apni kayal rakh aur All the very best for your first day."

He started the car, as she waved him smiling.
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