Coming out of the washroom, Faseeh hopped on the bed and frowned seeing Mehreen immersed into some deep thought "Kya huwa Moto" he clicked his fingers infront of her.

"Wo to tum mujhe bataoge" Mehreen narrowed her eyes coming out of her thoughts.

"Kya" he frowned

"Tumne jhoot kyun bola ki company loss me ja rahi thi?"

Hearing the words, an unreadable expression sat on his face.

"Puch rahi hun kuch mai"

"Mazaak kar raha tha yaar" he tried to avoid the topic and pulled the comforter to cover himself.

Pushing the comforter away, she faced him "Mai tumhe bahut ache se janti hun Faseeh...kuch toh baat hai".

" Bahut ache se janti ho mujhe" he scoffed.....his sarcastic tone made her frown " aisa kyun keh rahe ho?"

"Arre itna seriously kab se lene lagi tum mujhe" he held her hand "mai sach me mazaak kar raha tha baba"

"Ab tum mujhe tang kar rahe ho.....kya baat thi ki tum sabse kat gaye" her voice was filled with concern which made him avert his eyes.

"So jao .. Meher...kal baat karenge" with that he switched off the lights and closed his eyes.

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Meher had been losing her mind...Faseeh had starting coming late from office in order to avoid any serious talks.

"Abhi tak jag rahi ho...." Faseeh entered the room and kept his bag on the table.

"Haan...tumhara bhaagna mujhe raas nahi aaya" Mehreen chuckled and sat up.

"Us baat ko bhul jao na yaar...."

"Arre aisi kya baat hai......"

"Ok...it's just that mai kisi ko pasand karta tha.....and when she didn't respond i kind of " he stated ruefully and then looked at Mehreen who was standing like a statue.

"Meher"

"Tumne yeh baat mujhe pehle kyun nahi batayi........" she didn't know ..what she was feeling. The thought of any other girl just burnt her insides.

"Humne is nikaah se ek nayi zindagi shuru ki hai...peeche kya kyun sare sawalon ko jane do" Faseeh pleaded

Mehreen was in a trance "toh mai bas ek convenient option thi tumhare liye"

"Meher you are getting it all wrong" Faseeh fastened his steps and caught her hand.

He cupped her face "Look into my eyes.....mai tumhara sath aisa kabhi nahi kar sakta..."

"Tum jis tareeke se us ladki ka zikra kar rahe the....usse toh yahi lagta hai ki tumhare dil me abhi bhi uske liye" tears escaped her eyes "Aur main paglon ki tarah yeh samajhti rahi ki tum mujhe time de raho ... " she cried swatting his hands away from her cheeks and dashed towards the washroom when Faseeh pulled her harshly in his embrace.
"Aisa nahi hai Meher......"

Mehreen struggled in his arms...trying to come out but Faseeh held her tight not allowing any movement.

Not finding any escape, she finally hugged him....and started crying.....her feelings for her husband had gone that strong, she herself was surprised.

"Acha paani piyo ... chalo" he made her sit on the bed.

He himself kneeled down and held her hand..." you know tumhe aise dekh kar mujhe itna acha lag raha hai"

"Kya" her eyes widened at his unexpected words and she pushed him "Mai tumhe aazad kar dungi is rishte se.. phir " her words were consumed in a harsh kiss........and next her lips were punished for uttering those words.
He mercilessly chewed her lips and deepened the kiss by catching her tongue and punishing it as well.

"Aainda .. aise khayal zahan me bhi aaya na tumhare to mai pata nahi tumhara kya karunga" his words made a shiver run through her spine.

"Janna chahti ho..kaun hai wo ladki...." he stood up and went towards the cupboard. Taking out some photographs, he threw them in her face, and next second she stood paralysed...the girl in the photographs, mirroring her image just shook her .... and a pin drop silence emerged in the room emphasising the effect of the revelation.

"Kabhi kuch kyun nahi kaha" her words defied the silence making the pair of dark eyes look at her.

"Kehna...itna asaan hota hai?" his voice held a quiver "Bahut baar koshish ki...bahut baar Meher .... par kabhi himmat hi nahi juta paya"
"Darta tha........ki agar tumhara jawab na hua toh......meri dost bhi mujhse door chali jayegi"

"Lekin mere rawaiyye se tumhe kabhi ehsaas nahi hua?" his painful eyes questioned her. A thin layer of water was beginning to form there making her stride towards him.

"Kabhi to kuch laga hoga" before a trop of dear could make its way through his cheek, it was wiped by Mehreen who cupped his face "Mai tumhara dil nahi kabhi dukha sakti Faseeh....na us samay...na abhi"

"Hamari dosti se majboor ho kar .... " he swatted her hands away "mai nahin chahta hun tum kisi majboori me aa kar mujhe apnao......mujhe tumhari mohabbat chahiye...yeh humdardi nahin"

"Maine socha tumse baat karna band kar dunga toh thoda sukoon milega...tum door chali jaogi lekin aisa kuch nahin huwa.............Par lagta hai Allah ko mujh par reham aa gaya aur unhone mere samne phir se tumhe khada kar diya......aur mai thoda selfish ho gaya" turning over to the other side, he confessed.

"Aur agar mai bolun ki mai tumse mohabbat karne lagi hun toh...." her determined voice made him turn.

"Zyada emotional ho rahi ho ... nahin...." he smiled a little...but Mehreen could make out how fake that smile was.

"Main wahi keh rahi hun..jo maine in mahinon me mehsoos kiya hai ...apne shauhar ke liye.....aur in jazbaaton ka faisala tum nahi kar sakte"

She looked into his hazel eyes which were staring right back at her. Their eyes mirroring each other's feelings....conveying the authencity. No one was ready to blink and before they knew, their lips fused into a beautiful sync of rhythmic movement oozing out passion, hunger, and above all love which was buried deep down. No one knew who took the first step...who initiated it....they only knew they needed it.

Mehreen moaned when Faseeh pulled her lower lip "Am I a good kisser Moto?" and he was back!!!

"Huh" her hazy mind couldn't take in his words.

"I asked...am I a good kisser" he bit her lips "hato tum" she pushed him and tried to escape not wanting him to witness her red face.

"Meri Moto ko sharmana bhi aata hai ... mujhe nahin pata tha" instead of leaving he caged her in his arms.

"In your dreams" she somehow managed to say without meeting his eyes making him chuckle "dreams hamare itne shareef nahi hote"

"You are a PERVERT" she mouthed

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"Faseeh tum aa rahe ho na" Mehreen asked applying butter on his toast.
There was a reunion planned for their batch of the college and Mehreen was too excited.

"Bilkul...itne time baad hum sab milenge.......it will be fun" Faseeh smiled.

After two days

"Meher......tum chalo mai car park kar ke aata hu"

"ok"

Mehreen was waiting near the hall when a hand tapped her on her shoulder.

"Minal" she atonce hugged her ...

"Minal bas chod de....uske shauhar ko complex ho jaega" Zaid came from inside the hall.

"Haan waise shauhar hai kahan aapke...." Minal came out of the hug giving Zaid the chance to greet her. He side hugged her "Yaar Faseeh bhi aata to kitna maza aata"

It was Kausar's idea not to reveal anything to their friends. She was a drama queen and so wanted to make it dramatic.

"Waise Kausar kahan hai?"

"Wo bas aadhe ghante me pahuch jayegi" Mehreen informed

Just then, Zaid shouted

"Freak...is that Faseeh..."

Minal and Mehreen turned to look at Faseeh who was looking suave in the formal attire.

"Abe oye...aaj yaad aa rahi hai" Zaid jumped on Faseeh who was expecting all the profanities coming his way.

"Maaf kar de mere bhai... kal se sabse pehle mai hi tujhe good morning wish karunga " he joked

"Bakwaas na kar...chal aa Minal aur Meher se mil.......aur sun Meher k sath theek se rehna uska shauhar bhi aaya hua hai....so stay in limits" before going inside Zaid advised Faseeh who was struggling too hard to hold his laugh.

"Moto ne shaadi kar li.....kab" Faseeh played along and started walking with Zaid.

"2 mahine ho gaye...."

"Faseeh yaar tum toh bhul hi gaye hum sabko" Minal chided

"Sorry yaar"

"Hey Moto" Faseeh greeted Mehreen next making her glare at him..."Faseeh"

"Aur kya sun raha hun mai......nikaah kar liya....."

"Yaar ye tumhara husband kitni der se gaadi park kar raha hai...aya nahi ab tak" Zaid was really excited to meet Mehreen's husband.

"Aate hi honge"

"Hi " the voice made them turn and there they saw Kausar who literally jumped on the gang...her excitement levels were on a all time high.

"Chalein aap bhi aa gayin" everyone greeted her and they moved inside the hall.

"Ye Meher ka husband bhaag to nahi gaya....." Zaid said aloud making Kausar grin.

Mehreen slapped his back lightly

"Koi baat nahi Meher .. bhaag bhi gaya toh...Faseeh apna wada nibhayega....kyun Faseeh" Minal winked

"Bilkul ... " Faseeh chuckled and kissed Mehreen's cheek making everybody gasp.

Before someone could say anything, Faseeh's phone rang.

"Haan Ammi......kya" Faseeh's expressions changed and he looked at Mehreen....

"Guys mu .. mujhe hospital pahuchna hai..Abbu has met with an accident" taking Mehreen's hand he rushed to the parking.

"Gaadi kaise chalayega ye aadmi itni tension me......." Zaid followed him

Zaid was driving ... and Faseeh and Mehreen were sitting at the back...Mehreen was rubbing his back and trying to calm his down.

Zaid felt a little wierd looking at them but then focussed on the road speeding a little.

Reaching the hospital, they got to know that Asif escaped uninjured and just got some minor scratches in his hand. He fainted because of the shock. Everyone was relieved.

They were walking in the corridor when Zaid asked "Scene kya hai boss".

"What"

Zaid moved his eyes hinting at the two.

Faseeh sighed "Meet my wife Mehreen Faseeh Khan"

"What"

"Ji...." Faseeh pulled Mehreen close

Till then Kausar and Minal had also come to the hospital.

"Acha hua tum aa gayi....suno inko karnaame" Zaid was not ready to believe the news

"I know..." Kausar laughed "I witnessed it"

"Hua kya " Minal was confused

"These two idiots are married to each other" Zaid revealed

"Jaahilon tab se hume bewkoof bana rahe the" Minal slapped their back.

Later they were hounded with questions "Kab" "kahan" "Kaise" and and all they did was patiently answering them lest their friends kill them.

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Asif had recovered completely and now was ready to join office.

"Faseeh.....Dubai wale project tumne ache se study kar liya hai na" Asif was handling the project but Faseeh didn't let him fly to Dubai because of his health.

"Haan agle week mai visit kar raha hun unhe" he was cutoff midway by Nafisa "Mehreen k bhi tickets kara lo....tumhare sath jayegi wo"

Nafisa's tone was strict...and it didn't raise any protest on the dining table.

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"It's so beautiful....." Mehreen was standing in the balcony witnessing the beauty of the Jumeirah beach.

"Hmmm" Faseeh who was busy peppering kisses in her neck mumbled.

"Faseeh hum balcony me hai" she elbowed him.

Next she was lifted off the ground and pushed on the couch with him hovering over.

Placing kisses all over her face, he came to her lips. Not feeling any touch, she opened her eyes and next seconds her lips were taken in an all consuming kiss which shook her whole form.

His fingers invaded her shirt and started crawling up making her squirm. Her hands landed on her breasts......making her breath rise.
The fingers started doing their work once she adjusted to their touch......Squeezing her breasts , he rolled her nubs making her arch her back in pleasure. He moved down to her neck painting it with his kisses and bites.

Rolling her shirt upwards, he made her come out of it leaving her in an inner.

Tracing her spine, he came to the strap but not finding any hooks, he confusingly looked at her "How to open this" ... his rasp voice was laced with desire.

"Pata nahin" Mehreen giggled which earned her a sharp glare "Mehreen....help me with it"

"And what if I don't" she bit the insides of her cheeks teasing him.

Her smile went away when she saw him applying force on the cloth piece.

"Don' t tear it....don't tear it........" she moved his hands towards the hidden hooks and she was out of the piece in seconds.

She pulled him closer feeling his assault on her tender breasts "Faseeh" she moaned.

"You are so beautiful" he was mumbling while leaving red patches all over her skin.

Getting up, he pulled out his shirt and trousers...."Moto..you can look ... " he smiled "Mai bilkul bura nahi manunga......" he once again towered over her "But I will ask for the same favour"

"Faseeh" she moaned feeling his love.....haze surrounded her mind and she was all ready to submit herself to her husband.

She scratched his back closing her eyes.... feeling things, she never knew existed......
Overwhelmed they passed into the blessed oblivion, completing each other in all senses.