"Aaaaaaah" Safiya screamed in horror getting pulled inside the washroom. Before, she could shout more, her eyes took cognizance of a figure and next second they widened like saucers seeing her husband standing in his birth suit......she immediately turned around closing her eyes with her palms "Maine kuch nahi dekha....maine kuch nahi dekha"

"Are you sure?" Ibrahim smirked

"Nai...actually .. sab dekh liya" Safiya confessed in a crying voice

"Tab toh saza milegi"

"Kya...kyun...aapne mujhe kheecha....mai thode hi andar aai thi"

"Doesn't matter....."

"Huh.....kya karna padega"

"Return the same favour......"

"Kya..." Safiya was aghast but quickly started to negotiate with all kinds of punishments she knew of.

Her directions on how she could be punished in a better way was put to a halt when she was pulled all of a sudden into the cold shower by her husband's callous hands........and the water took no time in making her clothes transparent ....... partially completing the favour or punishment her husband was insisting on
She shrieked  crossing her hands on her chest and closed her eyes tight........feeling a pair of manly hands unbuttoning her shirt made her shiver more "Ib Ibrahim please"

"Safi please...." Hearing the same tone as hers, she quietened and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Safi........" Ibrahim was shocked

Her petite frame was covered in a lingerie which was hugging her in all the right places accentuating her curves making Ibrahim gulp painfully.

"I wanted to give you the best gift of your life...."

"Par kal raat toh... "

"Mai mazaak kar rahi thi....Chemistry me toh mai 90% sure hun ki 90+ nahin aayega" She made a face making him chuckle

"But there is still a chance"

"Baat toh aapki sahi hai..." Safiya went into some deep thought and that triggered Ibrahim...."Acha jane do....I liked this gift much much much more" he snogged her lips with numerous smooches making her incapable of any further thoughts.

Sliding the strap, he nuzzled her neck with his cold lips which later  painted her shoulders with his slow open mouthed kisses....the water running on them added to the sensuousness and passion.....but a whisper in the air made Ibrahim  stop from going further "Mujhe thand lag rahi hai"
He stared into her eyes and tried to discard the skimpy cloth when she held his hand "Mai khud kar lungi"

Ibrahim smiled and walked out of the washroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

The click of the washroom door made Ibrahim turn and his heart which had somehow returned to its normal rate started feeling the strong palpations again.
His eyes turned darker with time... .......seeing Safiya shivering a little, he moved towards the windows and drew all the curtains down  making the room devoid of the bright light.....there was still some light but it was not sharp and disturbing.

Next he lifted his wife to bed and covered themselves in sheets. Before Safiya could understand anything, her towel was thrown out of the comforter with his towel meeting the same fate a while after.

The skin to skin contact made Ibrahim close his eyes in extreme pleasure......"how are you so perfect" his hands were roaming all around her body..sometimes appreciating her full bossoms and sometimes her perfect waist.

Safiya was just savouring the shower of her husband's love with closed eyes.....she arched her back feeling her chest getting assaulted with his teeth.........but instead of pushing him away she pulled him closer enjoying the sting and pain of love as well.

"Ha ha ha mujhe gudgudi ho rahi hai" Safiya moved her head to and fro giggling when Ibrahim started playing with her belly button but stopped when felt his hands on her most sensitive place.....her frame turned stiff and unresponsive for some time.

"Dar lag raha hai..." Ibrahim moved the hair strands from her face and kissed her forehead.Seeing her nod in yes....he patted her cheek "just bear  it for a little while "

"Bahut dard hoga?" Safiya made a crying face

"Nahi.....just relax....mai hun na...." he pressed kisses on her forehead relaxing her muscles........

Safiya whimpered feeling the pain and dug her nails in Ibrahim's shoulders. Travelling all the way, Ibrahim kept himself still....it took all his will power to remain like that for sometime so as to make his little wife comfortable..........
Whispering sweet nothings in her ears, he peppered sweet kisses all along her face and neck...."Is it still paining?"

"Thoda thoda......."

"Just tell me.....when you are okay..hmm"

After a while Safiya caressed his shoulders giving him the cue to move. Trying to be as gentle as ever, Ibrahim started making sweet love to his wife......
But after a while, their moments started getting heated up with Ibrahim turning more passionate.... he didn't leave a single area of her skin untouched...the marks on her neck and shoulder were particularly screaming out his passion.

Feeling devoid of energy, Ibrahim fell on Safiya who pulled him close taking all his weight........"I love you so much......it was beyond beautiful......much more than I had imagined". Safiya couldn't explain the overwhelming emotions her heart was bursting up with....she had never felt so close to a person....she just closed her eyes tightening her hold on his....for her it was bliss!!

With his tongue running on her neck, Safiya felt ticklish and started giggling......"Ibrahim mat karein...."

Ibrahim instead of stopping started doing it all the more making her laughter echo in the whole room.

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"Ibrahim se kuch kaam tha...mai aata hun zara" Ahmad wore his specs and was about to get up when Gulaab held his hand  "Arre bechara din bhar toh kaam hi meh laga rehta hai...uske janmdin par koi kaam nahi karega wo"

"Arre...bas ek chhota sa" Ahmad insisted

"Keh diya na bas keh diya " Gulaab showed her hand

Ahmad shook his head and chuckled "Ye aapki Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham kitni baar chalegi is ghar me"

"Jab tak mai chalungi...." And that's how the discussion ended with Ahmad getting back in bed surrendering to his beautiful wife's wishes.
"Theek hai baba....nahi jata ... khush"

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"Tayi Ammi....." Safiya hugged Gulaab from behind

"Kya baat hai....aaj seedha shaam me dikhi tum mujhe"

"Wo wo  aaj bahut kaam tha.....mai thak gayi thi isliye aaraam kar rahi thi" Safiya tucked her hair behind her ear clearly showing the discomfort

"Ibrahim ne madad nahin  ki?"

"Ha haan....ki na bahut madad ki" Safiya stuttered looking in some other direction

"Chalo...mere bete me itni toh samajh hai ki apni biwi ko kaise aaraam diya jaye"

Safiya started coughing all of a sudden

"Wo....Tayi Ammi mujhe na kuch Ibrahim ke liye banana tha"

"Arre waah kya banana hai...mai madad karti hun" Gulaab got excited

"Pata nahin...aap kuch suggest karein...."

"Aao...chicken kabab banate hain"

Safiya spent the whole evening in preparing under the guidance of Gulaab who proved to be a perfect teacher....

"Hmmmm.... lazeez hai" Gulaab took a bite of the kabab and patted Safiya's back...."Jeeti reh ..."

"Thankyou" Safiya kissed Gulaab's cheeks in gratitude

"Ja ja Ibrabim ko taste kara ke aa......" Gulaab prepared a plate and pushed Safiya to her room.

Safiya entered the room with a plate of kababs....behind her back "Ibrahim"

"Haan..."

"Aapke liye mai kuch layi hun"

Seeing a dish in Safiya's hands, Ibrahim gulped remembering all her horrendous cooking splurges in the past.... "Safi...mera ek dum man nahi hai kuch khane ka" .....

"Abhi toh bol rahe the bahut bhook lagi hai ... " Safiya frowned...."Zyada natak na karein aur khayein"
She took a kabab and forcibly stuffed a kabab in his mouth "Itni mushkil se banaya hai...kaise nahin khayenge"

Ibrahim made a face but when the flavours bursted in his mouth, he was surprised  "Ye tumne banaya hai?"

"Haan.....apne shauhar ke liye khana banana seekh rahi hun mai aur ek aap hain" Safiya pouted

"Sorry....meri jaan....see I am taking the whole plate"

Just when Ibrahim was to take the plate from Safiya's hands, Ayaan and Azhar knocked on the door....."Safi......KFC ja rahe hain...chal"

"Nahin...bhaijaan....aaj man nahi hai" Safiya was feeling a little pain in her body despite receiving a good foot massage from her hubby dearest...she was still feeling a little uncomfortable .

"Kya huwa....tabiyat theek hai?" Ayaan entered inside and checked her forehead "Bukhaar toh nahi hai"

"Ye kya hai...." Azhar saw the plate in Safiya's hands and picked a piece

"Maine banaya hai bhaijaan" Safiya showed her teeth making Azhar drop the piece with an electric speed. He frowned seeing Ibrahim gulping the kabab without any fuss and sighed "Biwi ko khush rakhne ke liye kya kya karna padta hai....bechare Ibrahim bhai..."

"Ek toh khaayein" Safiya pushed a piece into Ayaan's mouth which made Azhar laugh and walk behind a little

"It's good" Ayaan smiled

"Haan haan...main nahin phasne wala beta" Azhar laughed more.

But seeing Ibrahim and Ayaan gobbling on the kababs excitedly, Azhar came forward and tore a tiny piece from Ayaan's and licked it

"Hmmmm...." he bent to pick another piece only to see the scrumptious dish fully polished off.

"Matlab mai hi hamesha bakra kyun banta hun" he cried resting his head on Safiya's shoulder....."Lathi khaun mai kabab khaye ye" he cried kicking Ayaan who did nothing but laughed on his brother's plight.

A week later, Safiya's results came and she nearly fainted seeing 94 written next to Chemistry.........

"Aapko pata tha na......." Safiya glared at Ibrahim who bit his inner cheeks stiffing a smile

"You are such an opportunist..." Safiya shook her head at Ibrahim who just shrugged "Couldn't help it"

"Acha .. ab yeh batao .. kya karne ka iraada hai aage.....?" Ibrahim turned serious and made her sit on the bed....

"Aap hi batayein...meri samajh me nahin aa raha..."

"PHD ki seat milna itna asaan to hai nahi ...toh mai bolunga abhi se JRF ki taiyyari shuru karo........."

"Mai prepare kar paungi?" Safiya was not sure of her capabilities and slumped her shoulders

"Mai hun na......." Ibrahim cheered her  up "Sincere ho jao thoda bas....  baaki mai hun...coaching bhi karne ki zaroorat nahi padegi"

"You are the best husband" Safiya smiled and hugged him almost shifting on his lap...........

"And do you love this husband of yours" Ibrahim adjusted her in his lap and swung her...

"Thoda thoda" Safiya giggled making Ibrahim shake his head "Paagal"

As per Ibrahim's orders, Safiya had made a time table and started following that religiously. After coming from college, Ibrahim played the strict professor who tried to never see his wife in his student.......and that pissed Safiya off big time...but she knew it was all for her betterment.

Misha, Azhar, Faiz and Rahat had joined Arhaan at office.  Misha and Arhaan used to partner up for various  assignments during college days, and that chemistry was still alive and they proved to be  a superb team in business world too. But the couple was extremely shy when it came to taking the compliments and so the monkeys wouldn't leave any chance to embarrass them.
Life was good

4 years later

"Aaja mera bacha aa ja" Gulaab had opened her arms infront of a cute chubby baby who was squealing "Da...do".....

"Haan Dado ke paas aa" Gulaab beckoned with both hands making the baby take steps with its wobby legs..

"Ye baat" Gulaab threw the baby in the air making it squeal in joy

"Ammi.......aap thak jayengi .. laein idhar dein ise" Ibrahim tried to take  the baby who gave him a royal ignore and stuck himself  to Gulaab's chest..."Ye mera hi beta hai na...."

"Shakal toh yahi kehti hai iski....." Gulaab could find no difference between baby Ibrahim and baby Azaan........yes..Azaan was a splitting image of his father....and Safiya had made a fuss about it on the hospital bed itself.

"Mai nahi thakti iske sath...ye toh mera protein shake hai....." Gulaab twirled little Azaan  making him squeal in joy. His giggles felt like music to Siddiquis who used to literally fight to play with him. Everyone has decided their turns and wouldn't forget it for anything.

"Ibrahim aap na horsey baniye tab aapka beta aapke paas ayega...kyun Azu" Safiya entered the hall with two plates of snacks wearing her ever charming smile.

Azaan smiled seeing her mother and started speaking something gibberish as if agreeing with her mother.

Ibrahim dropped himself on the floor taking the position
"Aaydin chhote Ibrahim" Safiya took Azaan and made him sit on his father's back .....
Ibrahim roamed with his little son  throwing his legs in the air while Safiya acted as an assistant holding him in his place.

Gulaab smiled seeing the scene  "Allah...mere bachon ko isi tarah khush rakhna"

"Azu chalo.....itne sare toys me se choose karo kaun se bahar nikalne hain.........bhaijaan jahaan jate hain ek suitcase khilone le kar aa jate hain" Safiya was setting Azaan's cupboard which was overflowing with toys.....she kept some on the bed and asked the little prince to choose.

Azaan who was sitting on his father's stomach  crawled towards his mother smiling....

His beautiful round eyes first looked at the toys confused but then he crawled towards the side table and picked up something which scared the hell out of Safiya.......
"Nai ....chhodo use...." but the stubborn baby held it more tightly with his chubby hands "eeeeehhh"

Ibrahim frowned at his wife's expressions and got up to see what his  ten month old son has done to invite his wife's wrath......and what he saw made his chest swell in pride...his little replica  was standing proudly with a book which introduced itself as

             "ORGANIC CHEMISTRY"

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