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Say you'll remember me

Standing in a nice dress

Staring at the sunset, babe

Red lips and rosy cheeks

Say you'll see me again

Even if it's just in your wildest dreams,

Wildest dreams
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He went to Kismet the next evening. To talk to Sahana. She was sitting at the bar and looked pretty drunk. Raghbir quietly sat down beside her and ordered a drink for himself. Hearing his voice, Sahana turned to look at him.

“Did you fight with Di, again?” She asked him in a slur.

“Nope, I'm here to talk to you.” He replied.

“Me? Okay, talk to me. I need some company too.” She smiled and gulped down a shot.

“Why did you get Abhimanyu's car crashed?”  He asked her calmly.

“Oh,” She chuckled, “How did you figure that out?”

“Angana figured it out.”

“Hmm, my sister is sharp.”  And she drank another shot.

“Saani, why did you do this?”  He asked her with a serious expression.

“Because I wanted to do this. I wanted to hurt him.”  She replied, taking another shot.

“Why?”  Her reply left him confused.

“His presence irritates me.”  Yet again she gave him a mysterious reply that didn't make sense to him.

“Did he do something?”  He tried again to understand what was wrong with her.

“No.”  She shook her head.

“Then?” 

“Do I need a valid reason to hate him? Can't I just hate him because I want to hate him?” She asked him in an irritated tone.

“Saani, don't act immature. If you don't want to marry him, then don't. But a car crash is extreme. He could have died.”  He too raised his voice.

“I wish he had died.”  She yelled and took another shot.

“Saani, I can talk to your parents if you want. I'll try convincing them to let go the idea of getting you married to Abhimanyu.”  He offered.

“Jiju, I... it's not that easy. Does it make sense if I say I don't mind marrying him but still I hate him?”  And her confusing statements continued. Raghbir could hardly understand what was going on inside her head. Or maybe she herself wasn't sure about it.

“No, it doesn't.”  He shook his head.

“Ah, why am I so confused?” She sighed and put her head down against the counter.

“What will you do now? Marry him or murder him?”  He finally picked his drink that was served minutes ago.

“I think I'll marry him then murder him.”  She took another shot.

“Sounds perfect to me. We can plan his murder together.”  He smiled, patting her head.

“Jiju, I wanna sleep.”  She pouted, putting her head against his chest.

“I'll take you home then.”  He patted her head and quickly finished his drink before they left for her uncle's home.

Shashank was standing outside his house to receive his drunkard cousin sister when Raghbir's car reached there. Raghbir unlocked the car doors and Shashank picked a sleeping Sahana in his arms.

“How many shots did she take?” Shashank asked him.

“I forgot the count.” Raghbir smiled.

“She needs to attend rehab centre before getting married to that teetotaller.”  Shashank mumbled under his breath.

“Try not to irritate her. She is in the mood of murder nowadays.”  Raghbir jokingly warned him.

“Oh, I'm used to her threats.”  And Shashank headed inside with an unconscious Sahana in his arms.

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Raghbir entered the house with spare keys and his eyes landed on a beer bottle placed at the table.

“Anaa doesn't drink at all. Umm...” He thought for a while, “Miraya drinks beer. She must have visited Anaa. Where's my Jaan though?”

And he headed upstairs to their bedroom. Angana was fully covered in the duvet from head to toe.

“Aww, my baby fell asleep. She must be on her periods.” He mumbled to himself while removing his shoes and coat before he laid down on the bed. He gradually moved closer to her and put his arm around her.

“Anaa, baby, are you on your periods?” He asked her but she didn't reply.

The next moment bathroom's door clicked opened and Angana emerged wearing a bathrobe. Raghbir stared at her and then at the person wrapped in duvet. He pulled the duvet down and saw a sleeping Miraya beneath the covers. He quickly jumped away from her.

Angana broke into laughter seeing his reaction.

“I thought you slept early because you are on your periods.” He shook his head.

“Your reaction was hilarious.” She laughed.

“Why is Miraya sleeping here though?” He asked while following her inside the closet.

“She was upset about something and fell asleep while crying.” She pulled out a cream satin nightie.

“Where's your waistchain?” He asked.

“In the first drawer. Why?” She saw him pulling the waistchain out of the drawer and then coming closer to her.

He pulled down her bathrobe, letting it fall on the floor. She was standing nude in front of him as he put the waistchain around her waist.

“I've always fantasized how you would look wearing this waistchain when you are nude.”

“And how do you I look?”  She asked with a look of sensuality.

“Tempting.”  He mumbled with his hands clutching onto her waist.

“Let's get you dinner first. Get changed.” She was about to remove the waistchain but he stopped her.

“Don't. My fantasy is yet to be over.”  He told her while caressing her asscheeks.

He let go of her body and began undressing. She wore the satin nightie and he changed into a white t-shirt and navy blue sweatpants. Together they headed downstairs and Angana served him the dinner. The pizza was cheesy and spicy. And he liked anything that is spicy.

After finishing his food, he guided her to the bedroom where she had kept her Taylor Swift collection. He gently removed her nightie and threw it on a couch, leaving her nude. With that sexy piece of jewelry around her slender waist. And then he undressed himself. He pushed her to the bed and kissed her hard. His one hand went between her thighs and began rubbing against her surprisingly wet clitoris. While the other hand kneaded her breast. Angana too wrapped her one hand on his penis and began rubbing it up and down. Both of them made each other come with their hands. Angana as usual got tired. And Raghbir as usual was still going on. He let go of her lips and trailed kisses down her breasts. He kissed and sucked all over her breasts, giving her multiple hickies. Earlier he avoided giving her hickies because she had to go to the party office and she couldn't meet political figures with hickes peeking out on her body. But now that she has decided to be a homemaker, he would love to give her some hickies here and there, actually everywhere.

His lips trailed down to her belly and peppered wet kisses all over it. Giving her a love bite there too. And then he moved down to her inner thighs. She trembled under his touch as he began sucking and biting on her inner thighs. He was so close to her centre but he did not touch her there. He just moved upwards and entered inside her without warning. Angana screamed out at the sudden intrusion inside her. She dig her nails into his shoulders as he began moving at a fast speed.

“Ragh, please slow down.” She whispered.

He nodded and decreased his speed. But it didn't last long and he again started thrusting at faster pace.

“Ragh, why can't you be gentle?” She yelled at him.

He stopped moving and looked at her face filled with annoyance. He switched their positions. Now he was lying on the bed and she was on the top of him.

“Take the control then.” He mumbled.

She stared at him for good ten seconds before she began riding him. The waistchain around her belly was making sounds as it hit against her skin at every thrust. He liked the sound of it. And he liked the sight even more. His hands cupped her breasts and began kneading them, making her moan out loudly. They kept going on until they didn't come again. And then Angana fell down on his chest, exhausted by the sex. He covered their bodies with duvet and also removed her waistchain, putting it on the nightstand.

They were wrapped in each other's arms. Their chests pressing against each other. He placed a kiss on her neck and spoke, “Anaa, start taking contraceptives.”

Angana's relaxed face grew serious hearing that, “But... I don't want to take contraceptives.”

“Anaa, I've told you naa. I don't want kids before thirty-five.” He held her chin, making her look up at him.

“I don't remember you telling me that before marriage. I married you because I wanted to get settled and have kids. You brought up this topic now.”  She told him in an accusing tone.

“I didn't know you want kids so soon. I married you because I wanted to be with you, not to have babies.”  He told her with a look of helplessness.

“Ragh, I won't ask you to change the baby's diapers. I promise I will never bother you with the baby. Let's get pregnant please.” She pleaded him like a baby.

“Anaa, before kids I want to take care of my business. I am not ready for kids.” He caressed her face.

“If that's the case then you can use condoms. But I won't take contraceptives.”  She told him stubbornly and detached their naked bodies.

“Anaa, you know that I don't like using condoms. You have been using contraceptives before marriage too. Why not now?”  He argued.

“Because I want to get pregnant, damn it! I want to be a mother. Why is it so hard for you, Raghbir?”  She got up and began wearing her satin nightie.

“I just need some more time to focus on my career.”  He repeated the same sentence.

“Raghbir, you are doing well in your career. And pregnancy does not effect a man's career as much as it effects a woman's career. You are being phobic of parenthood. That's it.”  She tied her hair in a messy bun.

“Okay, yes, I do fear parenthood. I can't even be a good husband to you. How can I be a good father then?”  He finally admitted his fear.

“Ragh, you are a good husband. It's just that sometimes we bring the worst out of each other. But we can work over it.”  She sat down beside him and patted his shoulder.

“It's not that easy, Anaa. It's better if we wait. We are still newly married. Let the honeymoon phase get over.”

“We are stuck in our honeymoon phase since seven years. It's not going to get over.”

“Ah, give me some time to think. I know we are in the right age to get pregnant. But I need time.”

“Okay, how about we wait for a year. I mean, it's not like I'll get pregnant immediately. It will take one more year at least. Maybe more than that.” She tried convincing him.

“Alright, I think a year will be enough to make up my mind. C'mon let's sleep, I'm tired.” And he pulled her down to the bed, trapping her with his body so she could not go back to Miraya after he falls asleep.

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I couldn't edit the chapter. Reading the mature scene I wrote last night just makes me hide my face in embarrassment.

And an old friend messaged me today, giving me a sad news and telling me I was right about what I told them earlier. But the thing that surprised me was I don't feel anything. I don't know how to react. Maybe that's how online friendships are. Temporarily deep and then it stops effecting you at all. I just hope they get the happiness they deserve.
Ah, it will take me few weeks to get back to normal after what they told me.

Maybe I should put a caution in my bio to not share your problems with me because I'm very emotional.

Whatever, back to the story, I hope you liked the chapter ❤️

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