The next day came and Daya and Shreya headed to the village without their Pas as now they will be the incharge.
The village welcomed the couple whole heartedly… Shreya touched the feet of the Sarpanch.
Sarpach (blessing her): Sada suhagan raho beta, (looking with hopeful eyes): Shreya, kya us ghar mein rehna zaroori hai?
Shreya (nodded lightly): Haan kaka, lekin Mr. Oberoi aapke saath rahenge, hum unhe us ghar mein nhi rehne de sakte.
Daya (interrupted): Nhi Shreya, main tumhaare saath hi rahoonga.
Shreya (strict):Humne aapse nhi puccha ki aap kya chahte hai, hum bta rhe hai aapko ki aap humaare saath nhi aa sakte.
Daya (sternly): Toh main bhi tumhe bta rha hoon, ijazat nhi le rha hoon. Huh!
Daya moved forward and Shreya sighed tiredly.
They reached a very small hut. It had a small wooden gate and wooden windows and an inclined roof. It hardly had a kitchen and a room.
Daya looked at Shreya, who was looking at the house with a sad expression.
Shreya (coldly): Chaliye,
She went in with her luggage and Daya followed her. She kept the luggage in the room and when in to change.
She came out after some times, and Daya saw her. She was wearing a very plain green saree (like in Chhoona hai Asmaan when she had gone for the mission) and had her powder vermilion on her forehead with the wedding chain and chuda. She was looking very simple, still beautiful.
Shreya (without looking at him): Aap bhi change karlijiye.
He went in to change and came out, only to find Shreya sitting on the bed and thinking something. He went and sat beside her. She didn't notice him. He slowly dragged his hand on her waist and she came out of her thoughts.
Daya (softly): Kya soch rhi ho?
Shreya (shook her head in no): Main khana bna deti hoon.
She stood up and went to the small kitchen. Daya smiled and thought to leave her alone for sometimes.
In the afternoon,
Shreya (from the kitchen): Khana ban gya hai, aap bahar aa jaiye, main lga deti hoon.
Daya sat outside in the common room between the kitchen and the room on the khat. Shreya came and served him. It was very simple urad dal, rice, chapatti and some cooked vegetables.
Shreya (looking down): Mr. Oberoi, hum jaante hai ki aapke standard ka khana nhi hai par I'm sorry, aap hi ki zidd thi humare saath yaha rehne ki.
Daya smiled lightly and ate a bite of chapatti.
Daya (eating): Shreya, khana bahut accha hai.
She looked at him with a jerk and left after a moment of silence. She brought her plate and sat on the floor instead of the bed. Her plate only had dry cooked vegetables and chapatti.
Daya saw her and sat beside her. She looked at him and then looked down before soncentrating on the food.
Daya (softly): Dal aur chawal khud toh nhi kha rhi ho, par mujhe de rakha hai.
Shreya (sighed): Humne yeh aap hi ke liye laya tha, hume pta tha aap nhi manenge.
Daya smiled and they sompleted their lunch.
He went to the room, while she went to complete the chores.
She came to the room after sometimes and found him sleeping. She went to the window and curtained it to stop the light which would disturb his sleep. She went and sat beside his legs and started to press them after taking them on her lap.
Daya smiled in sleep as he felt relaxed.
It had been an hour, she had been doing this. She wasn't tired but lost in him.
After a while, he woke up and found her pressing his legs. He sat up and she stopped but still her hands were on his legs.
Daya (shocked): Shreya, yeh kya kar rhi ho tum?
Shreya (pressing his legs): Hum apne pati ke pair dba rhe hai, aapse isse koi matlab nhi hai.
Daya smiled and took his legs back. She was still sitting with folded legs, looking at another side.
Daya crawled near her on his all four limbs and sat behind slowly slid her hairs on her shoulder and started kissing the back of her neck. She shivered and held the end of her pallu tightly.
Shreya (shivering): Mr. Oberoi, hume chhodiye na.
Daya (kissing her shoulder): Main apni patni se pyaar kar rha hoon, tumse koi matlab nhi hona chahiye isse.
Shreya (tilted her neck to the other side, unintentionally): Please, hume chodiye, hume bahut kaam hai.
Daya (kissing her neck): Aapka kaam humse pyaar karna hai, Mrs. Oberoi.
Daya pulled her closer and was now in front of him. He was kissing the front part of her neck and she tilted her head upwards. Her hands automatically reached his neck. He smiled and his kisses got wild. She was breathing heavily.
Shreya (controlling herself): Mr. Oberoi, please chodiye hume.
Daya dragged her pallu a little with the blouse and her hands fisted and pressed his chest. He kissed her wildly all over her shoulders.
Shreya (shivered): Umm…Ahhh!
Daya smiled under his kissed.
Daya stopped after sometimes and made her dress properly. She was looking down in shyness. She stood up and went from there.
He followed her as she reached the angan of the house. She sat on the khat and he sat beside her, maintaining some distance, after all it was a village.
Daya (softly): Shreya, ek baat btao.
Shreya nodded.
Daya (smiled): Hum jab pehli baar mile the, tum toh ksis aur ghar mein thi.
Shreya (looking down): Voh humaara nhi, humari didi ka ghar tha, hum bas kucch din ke liye waha reh rhe the, yeh ghar humaara asli ghar hai, jismein humari maa ki yadein hai, aur humaara atit.
Daya (confused): Par tum phir yaha kyu aati ho?
Shreya (lost tone): Bas aise hi, maa ko yaad karne shayad. Yaha aakar aisa lagta hai ki maa humare saath hai, mana humne unhe kabhi nhi dekha par suna bahut hai unke bare mein maasi se.
Daya (smiled): Acha, chalo, kahi tehelne chale, bore ho rha hoon main.
Shreya nodded and they went. Shreya was saying nothing but just walking while Daya was talking to the Sarpanch.
Suddenly, Shreya was about to collide to someone, but stopped. She looked up.
Shreya (surprised): Aap! (she smiled widely and hugged the man)