Warning! Mature content ahead. 18+ only!
Gauri was slowly settling in the town. She got to know that this wasn't a big town and everybody knows everybody. She was slowly becoming the new gossip of the town. Girls with envy because of her staying close to artistkara. Boys with crush. Uncles and aunties with affection. Children of Omkara's class with love. She learnt that there were al total of 27 families in the town. 2 diners- one of which belonged to Mr. D'souza. One bank . One market. One school. One bar. Lots of parks. One townhall. one post office . One police station. One railway platform where not many trains stopped. One famous boutique run by Mrs. Khanna (the land lady). Mr. Khanna was the mayor of the town. And most importantly One handsome artist who was once her husband.
It had been a week and a half since she came here. She was slowly being happy again. Omkara and herself started sharing a sort of companionship. They were too comfortable around each other. One could say they were meeting each other all over again, properly this time. A lot needed to be cleared b/w them but none wanted to bring up those old wounds so soon. They were already adjusting to this new formed friendship with the extra serving of horny feelings in the pit of their stomach whenever they were near each other. Gauri liked this changed version of Onkaraji- OM. He was so peaceful and happy. He was so caring and cute towards her.
Her chain of thoughts was broken by Omkara who barged into her outhouse shouting, "Gauri I am going to the next town to buy logs of wood for the fireplaces. Winter is coming fast this year. We need to be stocked. I'll come back by evening. Do you need anything from the market? "
Gauri asked sheepishly, "Can I come with you? That is only if you do not mind . I do nothing apart from sitting in the house and watching tv in your house or munching something from your refrigerator or Mr. D'souza's diner. Going out of the town will be a good change."
Om was happy that Gauri was herself interested in going out with him. Other days she only went out when Om asked her to. He happily replied,"Yes sure why not?".
Gauri jumped being excited like a kid. She hurried off towards her washroom saying "I will change in two minutes. You wait outside".
Omkara left smiling.
Gauri soon came out feeling exhausted. Her dress was stuck in her head. She couldn't get it down her head. These days, she was wearing clothes gifted to her by kind Mrs. Khanna with motherly affection from her boutique. She was trying too hard to get the dress down her head. That is when Om entered to pick up his wallet. He was flabberstagged at the sight in front of him. Gauri was just in her two pieces of underwear with her dress stuck on her head. But what he was actually looking at were multiple scars marking her entire torso , arms and thighs.
He was burning with anger. Who did this to Gauri??He marched towards her and asked " Gauri????"
Gauri froze midway in her actions . She realized Om must be seeing g her only in bra and panty. She shouted "Ahhhhhhhhh! Omkarajiiiiiiii!!!! What are you doing here ? Can't you see that I am changing? What are you...."
She was cut midway when she felt his lips on her body . A shiver ran down her spine. He seemed to be kissing certain specific spots on her belly. Was he kissing her scars?? Oh god! She was going crazy. Her mind went numb. She felt hot fluid pooling at the pit of her stomach. She was not in her proper senses anymore. Omkara kept kissing and tending to each and every scar taking his own sweet time. She moaned when he kissed the scars of her thigh. She clutched his shirt tightly. He moved his lips up to stop at her bra covered breasts. He seemed to regain his senses. Slowly he got up.
Gauri was still waiting with anticipation. But Omkara disappointed her by pulling her dress down and covering her completely. Her body ached for more.
She was beetroot red. She couldn't meet his eyes. She was panting heavily. She still felt his hot kisses on her body. Omkara pushed her towards the wall, forcing her chin up to face him. She slowly looked into his eyes to be shocked.
Om's eyes were wet with tears. He closed his eyes and tears fell on Gauri's dress. Om rested his forehead on hers and cried, "I am a monster. Every kiss was for every scar that you received, every time that you were harmed because of my mistrust. I am sorry. I don't deserve your goodness"
And before Gauri could raise her hands to wipe away his tears, he left her room burning with rage.
Gauri, on the other hand was left with mixed emotions of both love and pain!