Hey dearies......here Iam back with another os. First time Iam trying my hand on romance, so please bare with me🤗🤗🤗.

Happy samainalicious reading ❤️❤️

Dawn was nowhere to seem. The starry night loomed above, engulfing the world in its arms, blurring in most fantastic way. Moon above was shining like a diamond in a glittering river hiding behind the clouds shyly, probably witnessing the romance of lovers under the night air. Old rugs and sweaters came out of the trunk boxes as, the winter season slowly started to fall into the city. Air seemed to be cool, because most of the houses turned on the fire place to warm their bodies.

The yellow light of fire illuminated through the whole room, the white curtains and bedsheets shimmering like a golden. Sameer Maheshwari stood near the window frame watching the majestic sky above, the beauty of sky didn't captured his eyes today as without his wife in his arms. Its usual for them to watch the wondering works of the sky every night holding them eachother tightly. Feeling warm and the tenderness of their bodies. Her smirking smile will blow his mind, those slender figures and soft cheeks which always inviting him to peck it, he smiled how he always tried to pull her cheeks feeling the softness in his palms. 'Gosh' he missed it all. He missed her.

Mumbai was left them behind with so much of ups and downs when they started their new life. Lack of money, lack of happiness, lack of relieve but he never once felt like lack of love. Whenever he was broke down Naina will be his side holding him into her arms. He didn't own a bungalow like ahemedabad but he felt contentment on that small cottage which he can proudly say their's. That made him learn " love can make any place as a home". That too Naina with his side he believed she can make any place into heaven.

But what he did? He slapped her for a stupid reason. Slapped those cheeks which only deserve to be kiss. And result she left him to ahemedabad again with heavy heart. He knew that is temporary, she was gone for Diwali and soon will be return. But her lost voice on their phone calls, her silent made him worried. Didn't he promised her to be there with her always then what he did? he behaved rude to that selfless woman.

He couldn't believe still  their house was so lifeless when he returned from his shooting. Darkness engulfed, he felt some piercing sensation inside his  heart. "Naina tum Kaha ho?" he asked his voice little shaking. 'Naina' he called her again getting no response from her side. Fear surrounding his head, he switched on the lights of their room. He stood astonished when instead of Naina her letter welcomed him. His hands trembled, a lone tear escaped from his eyes as he read '' Sameer Iam going to cahchaji's house for somedays, if I stay here I can't forget those memories, I'll be back soon, I love you Sameer".

Just only two days and he is feeling like he was alone again, when the fear that loneliness hit him again. He sprawled on the bed thinking the ways to mend his wife. He caressed the bed of her side feeling only the  roughness of the mattress on his hand. One which gave warmth to him now haunting him with a bitter coldness. How her soft flesh felt against this rough mattress. Those memories was still fresh in his mind.

"Naina iss duniya Ka sabse jyadha kushboorat ladki thum hu"

"Kyun?" she arched her eyebrows looking at him innocently.

"Hmmm because your eyes can carry both innocent and hotness at the same time" he said his eyes lingering at her perfect curves drinking every inches of it without any barriers between them. She shivered in his arms her cheeks rooted with crimson red her legs turning into jelly. He smirked seeing his affect on her.

"If you blush like this, I'll eat your cheeks now sweetheart...." He said caressing her cheeks seductively.

"Sameer....."she moaned as a cold shiver ran down her body. She playfully hit his arms.

'Ouch..', you'll be pay for this sweetheart...' he said once again capturing her juicy lips , his hands melting against her soft swells, moving down her neck. And it's lead to another passionate night.

Fresh tears formed in his eyes as he thought about her. He swiftly took their photo frame caressed it trying to feel her, where the loneliness was haunting him. That night sleep was far away from his eyes and he lay down deciding to bring back her to home. Their home.

Otherside in ahemedabad Naina stood at her balcony watching the moon with tears in her eyes. How the half moon was bright less without its another half like her. Next day is Diwali and here they're not with eachother. "This is because of you Sameer.."she felt worried.

How can he ask her like that, how can he question her love for him?. "Naina you can pursue your studies again". Is that he told right. What is wrong in she being friends with boys there, isn't she have friends like Munna and pandit even before too?. Then what's his problem now?. Realization dawn on her. "Is he jealous?".

The orange ball arisen in the sky streaking against the cotton clouds. Morning Birds were twittering with their melodious voice.Chachiji went around the home with a aarthi plate chanting gayatri mantras. As Diwali festival is just around a week, all houses were decorated with colourful lamps and flickering lights. At road side kids were happily selecting different kinds of fire crackers pleading to their mothers to buy one more. And ladies were bargaining there  for sweets and colourful rangoli powders.  Where Diwali brought a much awaited wind of excitement.

Announcement of train jerked him up from his deep slumber as it was few minutes away to reach ahemedabad. 'when did I slept?' he thought. May be he was exhausted with work load and without her.

As he entered chachaji's house the aura of earthen diyas and home made sweets invited him smelling serene.
There sat his wife tugging her saree pallu on her waist surrounded with colourful Diya lamps and a paint brush on her hand. His pupils delighted, lips quivered into a smile, a lone tear escaped from his eyes as looking at his precious life after a long.

" Damadji....." Bela cahchi exclaimed in surprise. Naina turned towards the door and their eyes locked, conveying pain, guilty, longing, love and desire for eachother.

His trance broke when chachi asked again. "Damadji when did you came from Jaipur?".

"Jaipur..?" He stood confused and shocked looking at his wife fidgeting with her pallu. "Hmmm ...then she lied" he thought a smile forming on his lips.

"Sameer, how is your work beta?, Naina said you went Jaipur for a shoot. asked chachaji giving a side hug.

"Ah ah good cha-cha ji" he replied randomly.

"Acha hua damad ji, tomorrow is Diwali and finally you came Naina really worried about you" chachi informed him and asked Naina to help him towards her room.

Once they entered the room he dropped the suitcase and hugged her tightly feeling her warmth in his arms, like a child craved for his motherly warm. He tighten his hold on her making her body plastered to him, like he can't resist a single distance anymore. Tears started to flow down her cheeks wetting his crisp white shirt. He cupped her face looking straight into her eyes 'naina' her name came out of his mouth as a whimper, his bare palm stroking her back. Her hands tightly clutched her saree and he parted from her as he felt her stiffened in his arms.

"Naina...look at me" he pointed her chin up.

"Naina ...I'm sorry...please..".

"Sameer chachaji is waiting outside for dinner, you freshen up and come" she cut him off offering him a towel and went outside the room. He stood their looking at her retreating figure blankly. "Convincing Naina Devi is really tough.." he sighed going to the bathroom.

The dinner was heavy with his favourite dishes Aloo paratha, paneer tikka, and rajma chawal. While eating, his eyes never stopped to looking at his wife making his favourite rava(Suji)ladoo for him. That night went silent for them, no one have courage to start the conversation. They lay down on the bed stealing glances at intervals. Slowly sleep took over them and Naina woke up to see her self in his arms, their legs intertwined, her hand inside his night shirt and he resting his head on her crook of the neck. Blushing she slowly slipped off from his hold to get ready. When he woke up his eyes refined with the beauty Infront of him, cladded in a red colour saree adorned it with a golden peacock jhumkas, bangles and her neck adorned with mangalsutra uniting them with a holiness bond and her forehead filled with sindoor. 'she looks divine' he thought still lying on the bed his eyes roaming over her.

They all celebrated Diwali with lots of fun and variety of food  yet two souls felt lost somewhere in the corner of their hearts. After enjoying the fireworks everyone retired to their room including Sameer and Naina. Naina sat on the bed removing her jewellery when Sameer slowly took her hands in his and slipped to the floor keeping his head on her lap, mumbling sorry's. Her heart clenched when she felt wetness on her saree, 'why he is crying now?' she caressed his head.

"Ssshhh...Sameer please...".

I'm sorry Naina, Iam really sorry, please forgive me..'he cried tightly hugging her knees.

"It's ok Sameer....leave it".

"Are you not angry with me?". He asked and she softened looking at his innocent eyes. Her fingers stroked his back caressingly. "Yes, Iam but not now.."

"Why...?" he choked.

" Because I love you Sameer Maheshwari.." she said making him sit next to her.

"Thum kis kahani ki par ho Naina..." he asked joining his hand with her's and she smiled.

"I'm sorry Naina, I know I'm wrong this time, I repeated the same mistake, for even once I didn't thought how it's hurt you". He said now caressing her cheeks where he printed his fingers before.

She smiled and as a promise placed her soft lips on his, gently pressing his chocolatey lips, molding into eachother like a fixed puzzle. Soon he took the control from her, his tongue wondering every inch and shape of her luscious lips, drinking the sweet nectar. "I'm sorry..., I love you.." he whispered in between the kisses. His hands tightly clutched her waist massaging the sides.she deepen the kiss further more colliding in his chest. He shuddered desire filling his eyes,Without any hesitatment his hand lazily moved to her back automatically working on the back of her blouse. Their kiss was slow and passionate matching with the fireworks outside. Their love healing their wounds and he felt home in her arms.

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