(note- lightly mature)

He came out of the washroom after taking shower. He was wearing a light brown shirt with white jeans. His hairs were wet and messy.

"Chalein?", she asked before looking at him.

"Hmm", he replied.

"Wait, aise ghumne Jaa rahe ho tum? With these wet hairs and without jacket?", she asked narrowing her eyes towards him.

"Hot toh lagunga"

She approached him and hold his forearm and pulled him towards the dressing table mirror.

"Aab kya hua?", he asked.

"Chup kar ke baitho", she uttered making him sit infront of the mirror. She took out her hairdryer and start drying his hairs carefully.

He admired her face. She was gently detangling his hairs with her finger.

'She's such a humble and sweet person yaar', he thought. Unknowingly a smile formed in his lips.

She looked at him, it seems like she was scrutinizing something about him.

"Aise kya dekh rahi ho?", he asked.

"Tum haste bohot Kam ho", she uttered and looked away.

"Kaisa lagta hun?", he asked.

"Ho gaya", she said.

"Kya?", he uttered confusingly.

"Baal sukh Gaye tumhare ", she said Coldly. She actually tried to escape from his silly question. She still love him and she knows it will be pretty hard for her to lie infront of him.

She distanced herself from him and approached near the table to pick her phone which was ringing from last minute.

She picked up the call,

"Bolo rohail", she uttered.

"Tum dono kidhar ho?"

"Ek kaam Karo tum aur Saba chale jao, main aur Murtasim baad mein aate hain"

"Okay thik hai"

She cut the call and put the phone on her bag.

"Chalein?", he asked.

"Chalo"

*******
"Its construction in 2 years, 2 months and 5 days was a veritable technical and architectural achievement", a guide told them. Murtasim and meerab along some other couples of the hotel were visiting some great places of Paris.

Meerab was loos least interested with the history and geography of Eiffel tower, her face was looking so cute with that annoying look. Murtasim was trying his best to control his laugh.

She took out her phone and walked on the other side. He followed her.

"Meerab", he called her name.

"What?", she asked.

"I wanna talk to you", he said clearing his throat.

"Bolo"

"I....I mean, I'm sorry", he uttered.

She handed her phone to him.

"Photo's click kar do, marium ko send karna hai", she ordered.

"Hein?"

"Photo's pata hai. Yeh jo phone ke back camera se click karte hain... Yahan screen pe touch kar ke", she explained the tutorial.

"Pata hai. Par baat shuno meri", he said.

"Jaane do jao, main khud hi click kar leti hun", she said with an annoying look.

"Accha achha Lao do"

She smiled. He put her phone on his left pocket and start clicking her picture with his phone.

"Thoda right pe jao.... Nhi nhi left pe",he instructed.

"yaar confuse mat karo"

"Fine, wahin raho. Now look at me yehm smile okay?", he asked.

"Okay"

He clicked more than 50 picture of her.

Saba and rohail came there.

"Sikho kuch murtasim se, tum toh velle ho", Saba taunted rohail. Who gave a bichara vibes.

"Sorry", rohail uttered.

Saba slapped his arms gently.

"Maaf Kiya jao"

"Bhai rohail kuch pictures hi le lo sath mein kya pata Saba ka mood sahi ho jaye", meerab said.

"Main click karta hun na", murtasim said.

When Murtasim was clicking pictures meerab was telling them about his photography skills.

"Aur Murtasim ka camera bhi tha,usne bohot sare photos click Kari thi", she said.

"Miss chatterbox aapke sohar waqai accha photo click karte hain", Saba said.

"Murtasim you just nailed it. All these clicks are just awesome", rohail complimented.

"Thanks alot sir and Madam", he said and laughed.

"Now you guys go, mujhe bhi apni skills par bharosa hai", rohail insisted them.

They looked at eachother hesitantly. And walked towards eachother.

She placed her hand on his. Their eyes were fixed with eachother. As the a smile formed in their lips rohail click the picture. Like these he clicked sone pictures and handed him the phone.

"Mera phone wapas karo", she said.

"It's mine"

"Where's my phone then?"

"Wait"

He took out the phone from his pocket and gave it to her.

******

She walked out of the bathroom wearing a white night gown. The flared and long silk gown with a net blended full sleeve designed jacket was covering her body protectively.
Her wavy hairs were cascading her face beautifully. The natural glow of her face and pink lips were looking elegant yet soft.

As he saw her he almost stop breathing. She walked towards him. He was totally lost in her beauty. As she came infront of him and snapped her fingers he came out of the trance.

"Murtasim"

His name in her voice, nothing is more seductive than this. He gulped and replied,

"Hmm"

"Photo's?", she said raising her brows cutely.

"Wait, PDF send karta hun"

He reached his phone and send her all the pictures.

"Tumne isse pehle toh yeh kabhi nhi pehna?", he asked.

"Bas kabhi Mann nhi Kiya. Ajeeb lag rahi hun na?", she said.

"No, you're looking beautiful", he said.

They both sank into a pool of embarrassment. She lowed her gaze where he averted his gaze towards the ceiling.

There was a pin drop silent.

"Meerab last kuch dino mein jo kuch bhi hua uske liye maaf kar do yaar. Aisa kya karun ke tumhein mujhpe yakeen ho jaye?", he uttered.

"Tum pehle toh itne badle badle nhi the", she uttered.

"Tum bhi toh pehle jaisi nhi Rahi", he replied.

"5 saal mein itna kya badal gaye ke mere liye kisi ajnabi insaan se Kam nhi", she exclaimed hurt and pain was visible in her voice.

"Bas waqt ke saath sab ko badal Jana padta hai", he said.

"Ek baat puchun?", she asked.

"Pehle mere sawal ka jawab do"

"Kya karun kaise bharosa dilau ke ke main Guilty hun. Tumhare cold replies, ignorance aur taunts Dil pe lagte hain. Nhi reh sakta aise", he said.

"Tum mere ek sawal ka jawab de do main tumhein maaf kar dungi", she said in a firm voice.

"Pucho"

"Meri kya galti thi jo tumne mujhe itni badi saza di?", she asked. Her voice was breaking.

"Maine koi saza nhi di tumhein", he said.

"Jhuth. Pichle paanch saal'on mein na tumne mujhe call Kiya na hi text. Yeh tak janne ki koshish nhi ke ke main zinda hun bhi ke nhi", she said her voice breakin with each and every word.

She continued,"main har saal Eid ke wait mein rehti thi. Uss din toh dushman bhi ek dusre ko Mubarak baad dete hain, tum toh mere apne the. Main iss intezaar mein rehti thi ke sayad tum aaj aaoge, miloge, baat karoge. Mere birthday pe wish toh chhoro, tum rehte bhi nhi the."

His throat went dry. He looked at her helplessly.

"Kabhi kabhi lagta hai ke Anwar chacha ki tarah tum bhi mujh se pareshan ho chuke ho. Meri galti bata doge", she asked. Her eyes were welling up with uncontrollable tears 

"tumhari galti kuch nhi hai meerab, kuch bhi nhi. Galti toh mujhe se hui hai. Tumhein itna dukh de kar", he said.

Now her tears were falling through there cheeks. His heart was wrenching seeing her cry like this.

"Meri ek majburi thi. Main nhi chahta tha ke tum mujhse attached ho jao. Maine akhir rak Koshish ki ke tum mujhse se nafrat karo. Magar qismat ne humein ek saath bandh diya", he said looking at her.

He pulled her beside him and rubbed his back to console her but ended up crying.

"Tumhare itna kuch karne ke baad bhi. Khud ko itna samjhane ke baad bhi tumse nafrat nhi kar payi. Mere Dil Jo yeh nhi samjha payi ke Mohabbat kaise bhulte hain. Meri kya galti hai agar mujhe tumse mohabbat hai toh bolo, meri galti kya hai", she cried against his chest.

"Believe me Meerab. Yeh janahesn banna jitna asaan lagta hai itna hai nhi. Mere itne dushman hai ke Meri zindagi ka koi bharosa nhi hai. Issi liye main nhi chahta tha ke tum mujhse shaadi karo. Nhi chahta tha ke tumhari zindagi barbad ho", he uttered in a weak voice.

"Meri zindagi tumhare bina barbad nhi hoti? Bolo? Baat yeh hai ke tum haya ki mohabbat mein yeh kar rahe ho?", she asked lifting her face.

"Khuda ki kasam meerab haya mere liye meri behen hai. Mere Dil mein uske liye Aisa khayal kabhi nhi aaya. Agar mohabbat hai toh bas tumse hai. Tumhare siwa koi iss layak nhi hai", he uttered while a tear rolled down from his cheeks.

"Yeh 5 saal meri zindagi mein kisi azaab se Kam nhi tha. I just can't express the wrose feeling I felt. Tumse Bina baat kiye rehna bohot mushkil tha", he added.

She cried. His hands cupped her both cheeks and wiped off the tears.

"Don't cry. Honesty saying, woh contract paper bhi maine issi liye banaya tha taaki tum mujhse nafrat karo. Magar yeh bhi kaam nhi aaya", he said.

"Koshish ki thi har had tak magar nafrat nhi ho payi. Yakeen Karo mushkil hai", she said hugging him.

"I've always loved you Meerab. Always and forever. Koi nhi hai bas tum ho. Please maaf kar do", he uttered.

"Maaf kar diya Maine", she uttered.

She stands up to leave but he hold her wrist to Stop her.

She looked at him and gently wiped off his tears.

"Ek naye sire se shuruwat nhi kar sakte hum?", he asked. 

"Shuru se Jahan se sab sahi tha", she added.

"One step closer", they said together.

He caressed her cheek with his thumb. She close her eyes. He came closer to her. Their faces were merely apart. He gently placed his lips on hers.

The full moon view through the window. Two hearts beating each to each. The symphony of heartbeats echoing through the room and their lips moving in a motion. He pulled her by her waist. Their body slamming against each others. Her fingers were running through his hairs.

A kiss as a promise for lifetime. A kiss a apology for all the mistakes. A kiss to make eachother understand the depth of love.

As they parted to breath he noticed the red hue of blush in her cheeks. The rising and falling on theirs chests sending chills to their spines. The way she was taking breath making him more eager to take the next step.

She looked at him for the last time before he pull her into a wild kiss. His hairs were running in her back. She snaked her arm's around his neck.

His lips followed their ways towards her swan neck. He placed sone wet kisses all over her neck. By pushing away the the net fabric jacket he placed sone kisses on her shoulder.

She gasped which make him feel overwhelmed. After so many days of hurt pain and misunderstanding, it's a happy moment for them. The dark clouds of pain grief was now away from the sky.

He throw the piece of cloth on the floor. Her nightgown's straps were digging onto her skin. The Creamy while colour was blended with her Creamy body.

He pushed the left strap first. She stopped breathing.

"Murtasim", she whispered against his ears.

"Hmm"

"Turn the lights off please.... I... I'm feeling a..shy", she stammerd.

He chuckled lightly. He turned at the lights off for her comfort. He threw his tshirt on the the floor. The smell of vanilla and lavender from her body was making him down so bad.

He kissed her all overly. As the gown slipped off her body she hugged him tightly. The warmth on their body, igniting a fire within the two. He gazecwas fixed on her face.

They laid down on the bed. Their clothes were on the floor.

He lean towards her .She grabbed the sheet tightly. Her heart was beating awfully against her chest.
As he entered into her. She key out a moan. He groaned against her neck.

"If it's hurts then tell me okay", he said caressing her hairs.

He started placing light weight kisses all over her neck and face. She digged his hairs on his body and moaned his name.
It was the first time for both of them to make love to eachother.

They have finally Accepted eachother, as a husband and wife.

To be continue....

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Sorry for a sudden change. I was thinking something different but then again rethink this. It's not that much good but I tried.

All kind of criticisms are welcome.