Thank you everyone and sorry for the late update. Breaking the update into 2, but don't be disappointed. Planning to update the 2nd part in 3-4 days.

A request to my readers, who live in India. Please do watch Yeh Rishta on TV at 9:30pm. I know nowadays online has taken the precedence, but please still do watch on TV. It's very important. Thanks in advance. Now enjoy the last dream of Kaira in this SS.

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Later their siblings gathered in the empty hall to enjoy the special day of Kartik-Naira's lives. The elders watched as the younger generation danced together or performed individually for the couple. Sometimes the elders got pulled in between the dances too. Dadi strictly told them not to take Naira as she was pregnant and still sustained weakness. So they only asked Kartik to join them, but he refused as well.

While everyone's center of attraction became the family members, who were dancing their heart out for the couple, Kartik and Naira's thoughts mingled in synchronization and the lovers ended up imagining something that was always in the deepest corners of their hearts...

Naira was happily dancing with everyone, when she felt a sudden pull and found herself trapped between a pillar and her husband. It was so expected from the Great One-Track mind Kartik Goenka. Kartik's hands were on either side of Naira, resting on the pillar while his manly body was leaning against her feminine one. His gaze was fixed, again at no one but only on his wife! Her heart skipped a beat finding him admiring her with so much fervor. She wanted to voice out her feelings, but she felt her throat getting dry.

Even so Naira gave him an incredulous look, post taking a brief glance nearby, making sure they weren't under anyone's observance; in other words not getting caught doing something that others shouldn't be seeing at all. Because she already knew this little secret encounter of theirs would lead to something else, no matter how hard she would try to resist his advances, at first. So like always, before they could comprehend, both would end up indulging in their passion of love, losing themselves completely in a world full of Kaira romance.

The least she wanted was to get embarrassed in front of their families, and getting caught in a compromising position would exactly do that. When Naira finally opened her mouth, pure irritation was evident in her voice. Her tone was anything but sweet. Though an act, it seemed genuine as she reprimanded her husband "Kartik, what are you doing? Our entire family is present here!" "What will they think if they find us like this?!" she said referring to their proximity.

He rolled his eyes and moved a few inches closer, disregarding her earlier statement completely. If they had a chance to not feel embarrassed for their earlier proximity, presuming that they were to be spotted somehow, Kartik's current action did just the opposite. More so he did it to make sure that his wife shouldn't escape from him anyhow, even though he knew she wouldn't. As their chests collided with each other's, he felt her rapid heartbeats against his own.

At a glance he noticed contentment written all over her face, deceiving Naira's own voice. A rush of blood surged through his every cell, leaving an incredible powerful impact in his body, mind and soul. He drew in a sharp intake of breath to control his emotions, and masked his feelings before they could become evident on his face. With that came his firm reply in an assertive tone "First, we are husband and wife. So they should be happy if we are together." "Second, I don't care about what others will think. I am with the woman I love and only that matters to me!" he said directly looking into her eyes.

Then he gave her a plain look while taking a brief pause, he continued "And third, you aren't supposed to dance. Dadi herself told so!" The last reason sounded more like an excuse than his stance. Naira was pleased with everything he had said, until he mentioned about the third reason. She looked at him like a wounded lion and shot back at him "Oh really, Mr. Goenka! If you didn't notice, I was dancing with Dadi only!"

Soon her keen eyes turned suspicious as she could very well guess his reasoning behind "shouldn't be dancing"; the side effect of your partner's mind working in accordance with your own. She asked in a nonchalant tone "And what would I exactly be doing, if not dancing?" "Of course romance!" came his quick response, earlier than she expected. Well, he admitted it too soon! Didn't' he?! She laid a perfect trap for him and he just walked right into it.

Naira's expression clearly told him; "Oh yes! Why not? I already knew!" But did he regret it? No! Instead he passed her one of his cheeky grins and looked all the more sure of his intention. Actually, why was he even making dance an excuse to have a moment with his wife? And Naira! So she was testing his patience. Why not then play along? - thought Kartik. He whispered near her ear, almost kissing it "You know, you should not be dancing. Rather should spend the time with your husband." "He loves you a lot." professed Kartik in his husky voice and soon added "What about our very own private moment?"

Naira looked away shyly and tried to run away after giving a slight push on his chest. But Kartik was fast! Without even turning his face, he caught hold of her arm and pulled her back to him. Now his hands rested on her waist, circling it from both sides. He brought her closer with a sudden jerk, leaving no space between them. His eyes were sparkling with mischievousness as he stared in her innocent ones. His voice was firm yet playful "Not so soon Jaan! You aren't going anywhere! Not before I get what I want."

As soon as he challenged her, the shy Naira was gone and came a rebel to give him equal tashan. "Ah! Is that so, Mr. Husband? Why I do I feel, you think you are too smart?!" she taunted him with the same humor. "Darling, I don't think, I am smart! I Am Smart!" came his witty reply. "Why? Don't you think the same about your husband, Dear Wifey?" he asked bringing his one hand and caressing her cheek with his knuckles, making her close her eyes with pleasure and giddiness. While her eyes still remained closed, Kartik brought his hand back and placed it on her waist again. He spoke thoughtfully "Actually, may be you are right! I am not smart, after all! If I were to be smart, I wouldn't have fallen in love!"

Naira snapped open her eyes listening to his offending remark. She gave him, I will kill you look. "Achha!" saying she slapped on his hard chest without showing any mercy, making him groan a loud "Ouch!" Yet her action only made Kartik to strengthen his hold on her waist, reducing even the slightest distance that was caused by her sudden assault. In turn, she warned him as she called out his name with an angry tone "Kartik!" And oh boy! She was royally annoyed. Her eyes visibly told him; "you better let me go".

But Kartik was in no mood to listen to her or give into her threats. He couldn't let go of his wife, who just became pissed off at him real bad. He told her with a genuine smile "Jaan, that was just a joke." "Jo cheez dil se ki jati ho, uss mein dimag ka kia kaam. Phir mere dil mein bhi tum ho, aur dimag mein bhi sirf tum hi ho!" his voiced out the truth honestly.

Naira looked into his eyes to find only love for her. In a moment, Kartik covered the distance between their faces and she closed her eyes in anticipation. After waiting for a while, she felt his hands has now positioned over the either side of her waist. His hot breath wasn't fanning over her face anymore. His rough lips didn't settle over her soft ones. Instead she felt his wet soft kisses on her stomach, where the symbol of their love nestled in its mother's womb securely.

She looked at her husband lovingly. Naira just felt so loved seeing his love. She was overwhelmed, and a happy tear escaped her eyes. Though she wasn't at all, yet pretended to be angry in front of him and complained with a pout "Aab toh apna saara pyaar apne Bachhe pe hi lutaoge! Akhir mein kaun hoon?! Mujhse thodi na koi karta hai pyaar?!"

Kartik shook his head with a chuckle and got up to meet his wife's level. He quickly gave a peck on her cheek and lifted her chin to make her look in his eyes "Aare mere Bachhe ki Maa, agar tumse pyaar na karta toh humara Bachha kaise hota!" His bold answer made Naira's jaw drop and caused her mouth to form in an O shape. She didn't tell him, but her wide eyes undoubtedly told him; "you are so shameless".

Still her heart was the sole witness that despite everything she loved this man for who he was. Without even trying, before she knew her lips curved into a radiant smile, resulting his face to break into a smile and shine like her own. Not wasting any further moment, he pulled her in a tight warm hug and she also wrapped her hands around her husband, resting her head on his chest.

Their dream was broken by the thud sound of a tray that was kept on the center table by one of the staff. It contained fruits, snacks and water for the couple, especially for Naira. Kartik and Naira looked away from each other in embarrassment. Still somewhere they knew the other one might have been thinking the same.

Shortly after, again he continued staring his wife shamelessly. He didn't care if it looked obvious to the eyes. His focus was on her rather than everyone else, who was busy in dancing. On the other hand, his constant gaze was making Naira extremely conscious. Of course she loved all his attention, but it felt really awkward when they were having a Cold War between them and at the same time were surrounded by so many people. She also feared what if he tried to initiate a conversation or specifically did something unconventional in front of everyone. You can never trust her Kartik in that. When it concerned her, he would never hesitate to go out of his way. Even if it meant making her and himself embarrassed in front of others.

Kartik noticed Naira was feeling a bit uneasy. He realized she might be uncomfortable sitting in one position for a long time. So he asked her in a whisper "Are you okay?" Forget about replying, she didn't even spare him a glance. He sighed and tried to reason with her "Naira, I think you need rest. If you are not feeling well, please tell me!" Again she kept mum without looking at him for once.

He grabbed a glass of water from the center table and held it in front of her. Kartik told her in a strict tone "Drink it!" Yet she didn't budge! He kept holding it for her while she kept ignoring him. Suddenly she held her mouth with one of her hands, as she felt a surge of nauseous felling in her throat. He looked at her worriedly and tried to make her drink some water. Without looking at him, Naira pushed his hand slightly and grabbed another glass of water instead.

She drank it slowly while he looked at her with a blank expression. After she was done, she put the glass back and made sure not to look at his direction. He was still holding the glass in his hand, looking at her with his piercing gaze. He inhaled a deep breath and put the glass on the table with a loud thud. She winced a little with the shrieking sound, where other people missed it because of the loud music. He got up from the couch annoyed and left saying "Suit yourself then!"

Precap: An angry Kartik and equally hot-headed Naira!!

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