Chapter 11

Love Making

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Edwin’s story [flashback]

I was expecting her to run away or to shout or yell at me but I never expected her to cry. What was she crying for?

“Stella what happened?” I asked her worried and panicked. I hugged her tight incase she felt that I had deserted her or left her alone which was not possible in this life.

She was sobbing with hysterics when I asked her, “You don’t trust me?”

She nodded with disagreement.

“Were you scared?”

“No.” she continued crying.

“Do you think umm laa… st nig ht was a mistake?” I asked scared to receive an answer.

“No”, she said sobbing with intermediate hiccups.

I was now distraught with suspense about her non stop crying. I moved my fingers in my hair in desperation. I cannot see this girl in pain; this added crying was indeed heartbreaking.

“Stella for heavens sake please speak why the hell are you crying?” my tone went a little harsh unwantedly.

 She flinched a bit and I returned to my soberness.

I hugged her and kissed her on her forehead, she let me do it so I calmed a bit. She has no problem with me. Something else is disturbing her. I cupped her face in my hands. Her face so beautiful and it felt so good in my hands. Her innocent eyes were pulling me into it and I asked her “Please tell me why you are crying?”

“I am pained” she said softly slowly and most shyly and composed herself.

“Is it because I mean ummm… it was your first time?” I asked her. Reality stuck me then.

For the first time since morning she nodded in agreement, a sigh of relief passing through my veins. Not that my worry of her pain lessened but atleast I can claim myself as her first and she did not regret it too.

Now with the pain I was completely clueless about what to do. I told her to go get a hot water bath and get fresh. I wish it would help. But she completely trusted me with that and followed. In the mean time I arranged a small breakfast of French toast for her from the nearby diner. All these diners were the result of our exploring the place in the duration of non match days.

She felt a little better after the breakfast but I was getting worst. I could feel myself getting cold and was shifting places eager to disclose the small surprise I had been planning since morning.

“Edwin, why are you behaving so weird?” Stella asked casually.

“Weird, no I am not.” I replied most casually.

“So it is normal for you to unnecessary pace here and there and getting into trance?” she asked most lovingly with a sarcastic grin.

“Sorry am I?” I asked absolutely nervous about how to start.

She got up from her seat and came to me trying to reach my eyes so I pulled her close, gazing intently at her flawless face.

“I am not asking you for a commitment. It’s okay. I don’t mind. You can go ahead in your life. Nothings changed for you.” She said as she lowered her eyes trying to hide her feelings.

I felt my heart beats fasten and words came out of my mouth automatically, “Did it change for you?”

“Yes” she replied, removing herself from my grip and if I am not mistaken she did her best to hold back a tear formed in her eyes.

I pulled her from her hand intertwining our fingers relishing how perfectly they fit in mine like a stencil.

I took her to where I had made a heart of flowers and I locked my eyes on her to see her amazed expression as she was stunned surprised to see the flowers. I saw her eyes smiling. Then she shifted her gaze towards me.

What do I do? I asked myself.

I bent on my knees with my hand lifted up holding the sapphire ring and blurted out most unromantically and horribly nervous, “I love you. I love you so much. I want to spend my entire life with you. Will you marry me?” In one go, I said without missing a single breath.

“Well I will have to think about it.” She said putting her pointer on her chin.

“Think, fine I give you precisely two minutes to think.” I said in confusion, my heart ready to break.

“Two minutes?” she questioned in awe.

“I cannot stay bent on my knees longer than that. These stones are hurting.” I rubbed my knees that were touching the ground trying to scrub little bit of stones and mud.

She nodded her chin slightly and gave a sly smile. She then bent towards me offering me her hand.

I took her hand and got up still trying to read her expressions but they were unpredictable or I was too panicked to understand them. My entire life was dependant on very reaction of hers. Last three years have been terrible without her and the rest of life I could only paint her if she doesn’t give me a chance.

“Okay when does the two minute duration start?” she asked politely and in a very serious business like expression.

“Umm.. I think it already started almost a minute ago as I looked at my watch delusively.

“So I have a minute to decide.” She took the black velvet box from my hand.

“No 45 seconds from now.” I was feeling a little confident now.

“I guess it is a no….bu..” she said but I did not let her complete.

“Stella please. The day I saw you I fell totally for you. I promise I’ll love you to the grave. I will never hurt you. I vow to care for you. I will never cheat on you.” I spoke restless. My heart was aching. I had her and within no span I was loosing her.

She kissed me on my lips stopping my blabbering. I was so turned on that I kissed her back very seductively, very passionately till she pulled back breathing heavy.

“Whoa let me complete first and dare you utter a word before that…”she warned.

“I can because I loved the way you put me into silence.” I mocked.

“Everyday is not a Sunday. You won’t be lucky this time. So …” she gave a stern glare showing me her pointer warningly, widening her eyes to accentuate her blues.

I was nervous now. What if she wants to be only a friend? Or if she wants to try with an affair first and then decide? I was in for anything but I wanted her. I couldn’t let her go now.

“Shall I speak now?” she continued without my answer “I could say no but the ring here. It is so tempting that I cannot depart it from myself. I think I’ll keep it.” She smiled and looked at me waiting for my reaction.

“Does that mean it’s a YES?” I asked her disbelievingly. I couldn’t believe my luck.

“ I guess the ring comes with the same bargain.” She replied teasingly.

“What should a guy do after this?” I asked her. I couldn’t contain my happiness. I thought processes had turned numb by now.

She took my hand and handed me the ring and opened her palms in front of me. I was mesmerizing the beauty of her thin, fair hands with beautiful slender fingers crowning her long nails with an innocent baby pink shade of cutex. I can hold these hands for ever. They’ll be mine now.

She coughed to bring me back to her attention.

“Oops sorry” I said scratching my neck and slipped that ring on her ring finger and looked at her asking a hint for the next step.

“This is my first time too.” She said “even I don’t know much about it” pouting her lips.

They were so soft and luscious and inviting that I smacked on them and as my lips reached hers. They too fell for her softness and started behaving softly enjoying them severely. I could no longer wait and asked for entrance wriggling my tongue on her lower lip. She moaned as she welcomed me inside and now she was getting harsher as the pleasure was intensified.

Ttwo tongues mingled our taste to each other increasing the desires. I lifted her to the room without breaking the kiss and laid her on the bed. I stopped immediately after I uncladded my t-shirt on her for I remembered how much pained she was in the morning.

She looked in my eyes in shock and with lust in them and I nodded denying doing it.

“Please Edwin Please” she begged making me full on hot. This was again followed by making love. It was better than the first one. Though the first one would be in my fondest of memories but this one was perfect because this one was painless for her so I liked it. I would always like making love to her. She is mine. The chosen one.

And we continued our courtship till both of finished our degrees and then got married successfully married

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Edwin’s pov

“Successfully married ever after” Iris added.

“I wish I could say that. Things are getting sour between us. I think she no longer loves me.” I gave her my view.

“Why do you think so?” Iris asked.

“She is behaving so stale these days.” I said shrugging my shoulders. “And this attempt of suicide” I wiped the tiny drop of tear trying to find his exit from my eyes.

“Since when?” she asked. I think she’s trying her psychology skills to help me.

Damn adorable little chick.

“Two months.” I said. I was helping her help me. I could do anything to get my lost love from Stella back. I loved her but Stella was confused.

“Something major happened in these two months?” Iris asked in her most pro-tone.

“She lost her dad and………we….” I wiped the tears now freely flowing from my eyes and shifted my head. This was too hurting. I could not even recap in my mind, sharing it would be worse.

“Sir.. sir..” she said in panic, not knowing how to react.

“Please call me Edwin”

“Edwin please disclose the minutest of the details. I think I am close to the problem.” She stated a little excited.

“Close to the problem!!!!” I yelled shocked. “Are we discussing problems here?”

“Sorry, no offense. I was only trying to help.” She uttered most scarily.

A whore who looked so cold and heartless last night was looking so vulnerable right now that I cannot even get angry at her for despising my personal sorrows. Wherein to share love story was my choice but these sorrows to share goes beyond the word difficult.

“But if you cooperate I think I can help. Only IF you trust a whore enough.” She said the last line a little bit guiltily.

I could sense she was quite good in her academies as she could exactly sense what I was thinking.

“No, well, actually….. I do not like to talk about it. It hurts.” I said hesitatingly.

“See so far that I can gauge is that you are poor in sharing your sorrows. Lack of which has created a gap between you two.” She firmly concocted.

“Can you be a bit precise?” I was keener in helping her explore the facts and fixtures. I can trust her skills now.

“First I need to have a clear picture of what you two have been through last two months.” She asked.

“Okay two and half months back, her father was diagnosed with cancer, that too at an advance stage. She was a daddy’s girl. She loved him dearly like any daughter would. But the epitome was she lost her mom two and half years back and after that the bond between her father and her grew deeper but that was for good. This was the time when Mark came into her life and with the new relation, she was emotionally stable.

 Back to her father --his cancer was severe and needed lot of treatments and sessions so he had to travel to the hospital. Stella therefore went to her father’s place for duration.

She nursed him, fed him and even consulted the doctors. She is a brave one. Knowing his brief time span also she kept herself strong and never let a frown cross her face. She knew it would hurt both me and her father. Alternate days I would also spend a night or two with both of them. I too loved him for he was an amazing person on earth.

When Stella agreed to my proposal, she disclosed it to her father. He was so impressed and positive about me that he managed to convince Stella that her decision was flawless and he was proud of her. He was sinking slowly but always kept his attitude of wisdom with him. I too was proud of Stella.

One day she visited hospital with her father and was helping him in his sessions. I too joined her this time. She at that point of time was ignoring her health and that put me into worry. But I knew whatever outside she is, deep in her heart she was pained. She was suffering the loss of her father, her mother’s was an accident but she was living her father’s final dispersal everyday and there was nothing she could do about it.

The treatment session was quite painful for her father and her too because it pained her mentally.

After her father was taking for treatment she came running to me. I guess she wanted to come to lean on my shoulders and sob for a while. I had met her after three days and both of us missed each other a lot. Though we did not admit it but we did. Just as she tried to grab my arm to come into my embrace, I saw her eyes closing slowly and her body about to collapse. She fell on the floor getting unconscious. I did pick her on time but I was scared. I thought that hard core act outside was breaking her inside and this was massive. I lifted her and took her to the doctor’s cabin where my father in law was. I shouldn’t have done that but I was not in a position to think straight so I did whatever first came to me.

‘Please doctor please see.” I shook the doctor who flinched, her father equally shocked with my outburst.

“Relax Mr. we will check.” The doctor said leading me outside.

He arranged to shift her in the required ward under suitable doctors and also guided me there.

“Hey I am Dr Wilson” the doctor attending Stella introduced.

“Hey I am Edwin Parker. She is Stella Parker, my wife. She brought her dad here for his treatment and she… she.. collapsed.” I said in panic.

“Well don’t worry. She’ll be fine. Doesn’t look anything major.” Doctor assured.

After some time which felt for a lifetime for me, though it wasn’t the doctor returned from his check up room?

“Mr. Parker” he called.

“Yes Doctor.” I said fully attentive like an obedient 4th grade student.

“Your wife… we have news for you.”

 A/N:

This is the sample of published book. This book [in full version] is now available on kindle. Thank you all for supporting the story:)