*Ignore my grammatical mistakes*
Sunday morning*
Abhi and his mom sat down for breakfast.
Abhi's phone rang, breaking the calm. He answered, his expression darkening.
A menacing voice spoke from the other end.
Voice: Inspector abhijeet..
Abhi: haa bol raha hu..
Voice: tujhse kaha tha mere dad ko jaane de teri jaan bakshdunga.. pr suna nhi tumne...
Abhi: tujhe lagta hai mujhe apni jaan jane ki chinta hai?? Agar hoti toh tere baap ko pakadta hi nhi... Ab pakda hai toh itni aasani se jaane nhi dunga.. fansi toh hokr rahegi..
Voice: abhijeet... Chhodunga nhi tujhe.. agar mere dad ko kuch hua toh mai teri jaan lelunga..
Abhi: bhut dekhe hain... Pr chalo thek hai tumhe bhi dekhte hain.. pehle tum jail jaate ho ya mai bhagwan ke pas..
He hung up, his eyes clouding. His mom noticed the change.
A.M: Sab thek hai na beta??
Abhi: Haa maa sab thek hai...
A.M: acha meri baat suno tum dono.. meri saheli ki beti ki shaadi hai.. meri tabiyat thek nhi toh mai nhi jaa paungi.. isiliye maine use keh diya hai mera beta aur bahu aajayenge...
Abhi: Purvi ko bhej do..mai nhi jaunga..
A.M: are kya matlb ise akele bhej du?? 2 mahine hue hain use aaye jaanti hi kaha hai kisi ko..
Abhi sighed.
Abhi: thek hai...mai chala jaata hu yeh aapka dhyan rakh legi .
A.M: thek hai... Aur jab wahan mehman tumhari biwi ka puchenge unko jawab tu khud hi dena..
His mom's persistence wore him down.
Abhi: acha thek hai.. chale jayenge hum dono..
His mom's face lit up.
A M: function ke baad maine movie ki ticket book kr di hai...jaakr dekh lena...
Abhi: Bilkul nhi... Maa mujhe koi movie wgera ni dekhni...
A.M: Thek hai karde cancel ticket.. paise Return nhi honge.. waise bhi teri hi jeb se lage hain..
Abhi: acha thek hai chala jaunga..
Both, purvi and his mom giggled..
After breakfast, Abhi's mom grasped Purvi's hand.
A.M: chal beta... Aaj sham ke liye achi si dress choose krte hain tere liye..
In the closet, she began tossing clothes aside.
A.M: Yeh achi lagegi..
She exclaimed, holding up a stunning red frock and legging set with a cream dupatta.
A.M: yeh pehan... Abhi ko laal rang bhut pasand hai..
Purvi's cheeks flushed as she chuckled. Abhi's mom smiled knowingly.
To complement the outfit, she gifted Purvi beautiful, dangling earrings.
A.M: bhut pyari lagogi.. dekhna abhi apni nazare hi nhi hata payega tumse..
Purvi's face glowed, her eyes sparkling.
Time Skip*
In the room*
Purvi slipped into the red frock. The mirror reflected a stunning image. Her hair styled, earrings shining. She felt like a dream.
Abhi's mom knocked on the door.
A.M: ready??
Purvi opened the door, a vision in red.
Purvi emerged, stunning in her red dress. Her ponytail swayed with each step. Earrings sparkled, red bangles shimmering.
A.M: kitni sundar lag rhi hai meri beti ...chal aaja..
she exclaimed, embracing Purvi.
In the living area*
Abhi scrolled through his phone.
A.M: abhi yahan dekh...
He glanced up, eyes locking onto Purvi.
A.M: kitni sundar lag rhi hai na??
Abhi: Hmm..
A.M: hmm kya hota hai? Tareef kar iski..
Abhijeet cleared his throat.
Abhi: Thek lag rhi ho...
Purvi's smile faltered.
A.M: Thek lag rhi ho kya hota hai?? Ache se tareefe kar.. bahut khoobsurat lag rhi ho, hot lag rhi ho, meri lag rhi ho.. aisa kuch bol..
Abhi: Maa..
A.M: Bol...
Abhi: ahem!! Sundar lag rhi ho..
Purvi's face lit up.
A.M: Bhut ache...
Abhi checked his watch.
Abhi: late ho raha hai chalo...
Purvi nodded, Purvi whispered to Abhi.
Purvi: Thanks for the compliment.
He nodded in disappointment, they headed out. Abhi's mom waved from the door.
A.M: movie dekhna mat bhulna... Aur haa romance karna bhi mat bhulna..
Her voice carried across the lawn.
Abhi's face flushed, scanning the neighborhood.
Two girls walked by, giggling.
Purvi's cheeks burned. Abhi's eyes narrowed at his mom.
Abhi: maa...thoda soch samjhkr bola karo.. log sun rahe hain..
His mom shrugged, unfazed.
A.M: toh kya.. sabko pta hai pati patni ke beech kya hota hai... Aaj kal ki generation sab jaanti hai..
Abhi shook his head, disappointment etched. Purvi looked away, embarrassed.
They settled into the car, silence hanging.
Abhi started the engine, his mom's words lingering.
They drove off..
Time Skip*
Driving back from the movie, Purvi turned to Abhi.
Purvi: Movie achi thi na..
Abhi: Boring thi...
Purvi: haa...tumhari tarah..
Abhi glared... annoyance flashing.
Purvi: Acha romantic scene's dekh kr... Kuch kuch hua na tumhe..?
Abhi: bilkul nhi..
Purvi: Don't lie... Mujhe pta hai maine mehsoos kiya tha..
Abhi's eyes widened, surprised.
Purvi: i mean... Tumhari nervousness.. wo mehsoos ki thi.. wo nhi jo tum soch rhe ho..
She bit her tongue, realizing the potential double meaning.
Abhi's gaze lingered, his expression unreadable.
The air thickened with tension.
Suddenly, he focused on the road ahead.
The drive continued, awkward silence hanging.
Purvi snuggled closer, resting her head on Abhi's arm.
Purvi: tum kyu hamesha gusse mai rehte ho jeet.. pehle sab kitna acha tha na.. tum mujhse uss movie ke hero jaise pyaar kyu nhi karte..
Abhi's grip on the steering wheel tightened.
Abhi: kyunki na tum heroine ho aur na mai hero..
Purvi's voice softened, her head still on his shoulder.
Purvi: kisne kaha tum hero nhi ho... tum mere hero ho... Let me be your heroine.
Abhi's anger flared. He pulled over, brakes screeching. He turned to Purvi, eyes blazing.
Abhi: Why are you always so clingy? Tumhe samjh kyu nhi aata ki mai tumse pyaar nhi karta..
Purvi's face fell, tears welling.
Purvi: pr mai aaj bhi karti hu...tum bhi karte the na batao na mujhe kya hua tumhe achank??
Abhi: mai iss baare mai koi baat nhi karna chahta...
Purvi's desperation grew...
Purvi: lekin mai karna chahati hu.. kyu tum mujhe aise treat karte ho??.
Abhi: Kaha na muh band rakho aur... mujhe shaanti se drive krne do..
Purvi: Nhi...mujhe aaj jawab chahiye samjhe ...
Abhi's anger boiled over.
Abhi: Niklo meri car se abhi..
He shouted, opening the door.
Abhi: apne aap ghar aajana... You're disturbing my mental peace.
Purvi's eyes widened, shocked. Tears streaming, she stepped out.
Abhi sped away, leaving her alone.
Purvi stood, shattered, on the road.
The darkness closed in.
Her heart lay broken.
She whispered to the empty night.
Purvi: Why, Jeet? Why don't you love me?
The silence was her only answer.
With heavy steps, Purvi began walking. Tears blurred her vision.
Time Skip*
Abhijeet's house*
The doorbell rang. Abhi's mom opened the door, smiling.
But her smile vanished as she saw Abhi alone.
A.M: Purvi kaha hai?
Abhi remained silent, stepping inside.
His mom glanced outside, then checked his empty car.
A.M: mai kuch puch rhi hu na? Purvi kaha hai??
Abhi: Aa rahi hai wo...
A.M: akeli? Wo bhi itni raat ko..
His mom asked, brow furrowed.
Abhi: use kuch kaam tha.. usne kaha wo aajayegi..
A.M: aur tu maan gaya use akele chhodkr aane ko?
Abhi: maa chhoti bacchi nhi hai wo...cid ki ek honhar officer hai..
A.M: are hogi honhar officer...mere liye meri bacchi hi hai.. abhi jaa aur lekr aa use.. warna mai..
But she began coughing violently.
Abhi rushed to her side, rubbing her back.
Abhi: Maa... Lo paani piyo..
As she sipped, he urged..
Abhi: maa aap jakr aaram karo...
A.M: nhi pehle..purvi ko lekr aa..
Abhi: Maa aap so jaao mai... Le aaunga use..
A.M: pakka?
Abhi: haa...Jaao aap..
She nodded, retiring to her room.
Abhi took a deep breath and entered his room, slamming the door.
He flung off his coat, anger resurfacing.
Abhi: Pta nhi kyu dobara meri zindagi mai aagayi.. jab laga ki ab bhul raha hu use.. firse aagayi..
Falling onto his bed, exhaustion consumed him.
Time Skip*
Night 2.am*
Abhi jolted awake to a loud bang, his heart racing. The storm outside was fierce, rain pounding against the windows like a relentless drumbeat. He threw off the covers and rushed to secure the slamming door.
Returning to bed, his gaze fell on the empty space beside him. Purvi's absence was a stark reminder of their earlier argument. Concern etched on his face, he thought...
Abhi: Yeh abhi tak aayi kyu nhi... Naa aaye mujhe kya..
Tossing and turning, his mind drifted back to Purvi's tears and pleading words. He reached for his phone to dial her number, but hesitated, unsure if he was ready for the conversation.
Instead, he got up and searched the house, room by room, calling out her name. No response. His anxiety grew with each empty space.
He entered his mom's room, finding her asleep, peaceful amidst the storm. No Purvi.
Abhi's unease deepened. Where was she? Was she safe?
He spotted his car keys on the counter and grabbed them, decision made.
Without thinking, he stepped out into the rain, the stormy night mirroring his turbulent emotions.
The wind howled, rain soaking him in seconds. He got into his car, started the engine, and began driving.
The city lights blurred together as he navigated the streets.
Abhi arrived at the spot where he'd left Purvi, his heart racing with every passing mile.
He stopped the car, stepped out into the rain, and called out her name.
Abhi: Purvii.. Purvi!!
Only the storm responded.
On the ground, he spotted her purse, abandoned and soaked.
He picked it up, taking a few more steps.
A sandal lay broken, then a few feet away, a shattered red wedding bangle.
His breath caught. He knew she wore that bangle.
Memories flooded his mind – their arguments, her tears, his harsh words.
Regret washed over him.
Abhi's eyes scanned the darkness.
He pulled out his phone, dialing her number. His call went straight to voicemail.
Abhi: Kaha jaa sakti hai yeh ladki...
Frustration boiled over.
His gaze landed on a nearby CCTV camera.
As he turned a corner, he spotted a camera mounted above a shop. He quickly took note of the shop's name and then approached the entrance.
But as he reached the door, he realized it was 2 am and the shop was closed.
Abhi looked for a contact number for the shopkeeper. He spotted a board on the wall with the shop's name and phone number. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed the number.
The phone rang several times before a groggy voice answered. "Hello?"
Abhi: hello.. kya mai Raj electronics ke maalik se baat kr raha hu.?...
Shopkeeper: haa bol raha hu kya.. chahiye itni raat ko tumhe bhai??
Abhi: mai senior inspector abhijeet bol raha hu cid se..
Shopkeeper : Kya...C..C..i.. d kuch ha kya sahab? Meri dukaan mai chori ho gayi kya?
Abhi: Nhi.. bss tumhari dukaan ka cctv footage dekhna hai urgently.. tum abhi shop pr aajate toh...
Shopkeeper: a..haa haa sahab mai aata hu bss 5 minute mai..
Abhi hung up the phone and waited. A few minutes later, a man emerged from a house adjacent to the shop.
Shopkeeper: aap ho cid se sahab??
Shopkeeper asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
Abhi: haa... Raat 10 baje se 11 baje ke beech ka cctv dekhna hai
The man nodded and unlocked the shop door.
.
.
.
Abhi's eyes narrowed as he watched the CCTV footage.
Purvi, crying, walking alone.
A car screeched to a halt beside her. A man leapt out, grabbing her. She struggled, but he dragged her in.
Her sandal broke, falling to the ground. Bangles shattered, scattered. Abhi's jaw clenched..
He swiftly pulled out his phone.
Abhi: hello...control room, this is Senior Inspector Abhijeet. I need an all-units alert. Kidnapping case. Victim: inspector purvi..
He paused, collecting his thoughts.
Abhi: Car model: Honda City, silver. Last seen heading towards the highway. I want checkpoints set up, now.
Abhi's mind raced with strategies.
Next Morning*
Abhi stormed into the bureau, his face set in a determined grimace, eyes blazing with urgency. The fluorescent lights above cast a stark glow on his chiseled features.
Abhi: Kuch pata chala??
Sachin: Nhi sir.. purvi ke phone ki last location bhi wahi dikha raha hai jahan se cctv footage mila apko.. baaki koi pta nhi chal raha..
Abhi: Haa... Yaad aaya... Pankaj yeh number dekho on hai kya ise trace karo..
Pankaj's fingers danced across his keyboard, the keys clacking rapidly.
Pankaj: Sir shayad jiska yeh number hai usne phone off hai lekin last location ka pta chal gya.. kisi warehouse mai last location thi iski..
Abhi: Mujhe laga hi tha..
Time Skip*
The CID team arrived at the deserted warehouse, its crumbling walls shrouded in darkness.
Daya: uske aadmi har jaghe faile hue hain.. abhijeet tum purvi ko dhundho inhe hum sambhalte hain..
The CID team charged. Goons swarmed.
A door creaked, hinges groaning.
Abhi burst in, his eyes scanning. A glass door reflected a horrific scene:
Purvi lay bound, hands and legs tied. A boy loomed, his greedy hands groping. Dupatta slipped, revealing Purvi's vulnerable neck.
His mouth suctioned onto her skin. Purvi's eyes widened, terror-stricken. Tears streamed, her face contorted. She wriggled, struggling.
Abhi burst through the glass door, shards shattering around him.
He lunged at the boy, grasping his neck.
The boy stumbled, crashing into a nearby table. Abhi's fury intensified.
He slammed the boy against the wall.
Just then, other team members arrived.
Shreya and Divya rushed to Purvi...Gently freeing her.
Shreya: Purvi... tum thek ho na..
Divya untied the ropes. Purvi's gaze met Abhi's.
Daya and sachin subdued the goons.The warehouse erupted in chaos. Abhi's focus remained on Purvi.
Time Skip*
Abhi's house*
Abhi stopped the car in front of his house, eyes locked on Purvi in the rearview mirror.
Silence enveloped her, a veil of trauma. No words since rescue.
He exited, opened the door for her.
But Purvi opened the opposite door, stepping out. Abhi took a deep breath.
He rang the doorbell. His mom opened it.
A.M: Shukar hai tum dono ghar toh aaye.. subhe se na koi phone na koi message.. bina bataye chale gaye.. mujhse baat mat karna tum dono..
She stormed inside...Sat on the couch...Face turned away.
Purvi entered. Abhi's mom glanced sideways. She Gasped...Rushed to Purvi and Cradled her face.
A.M: Ye.. yeh sab kya hua haa?? Itni chot kaise aayi purvi??
Purvi's gaze met Abhi's. A silent plea. Abhi stepped forward.
Abhi: maa..
A.M: kaise hua yeh sab bata mujhe tu?
Abhi: Maa wo darasal ek case ke dauran bss chot aayi use... aur kuch nhi..abhi purvi ko aaram ki zaroorat hai..
But his mom wouldn't let go.
A M: haa.. jaa beta aaram kar.. mai kuch khaane ko laati hu aur saath mai haldi wala dudh bhi.. jaa abhi room mai leja ise...
Abhi nodded.
Abhi: Aao..
He said gently to Purvi. Purvi followed, silence still shrouding her. Abhi's mom headed to the kitchen.
Abhi: Maa.. mai apki help kr deta hu..
A.M: nhi tu purvi ka dhyan rakh mai kr lungi..
As they walked to the room, Abhi's eyes never left Purvi's face.
Her bandaged forehead and hands testimony to the ordeal.
He opened the door.
Abhi: Let jaao thodi der...
Purvi obeyed. He covered her with a blanket.
His mom arrived with a tray.
Abhi's phone rang, shrill in the silence.
He picked up, excusing himself. Stepped outside. Conversation hushed. Returned to the room.
His mom sat on the bed, Purvi's head in her lap. Gentle strokes soothed Purvi's hair.
Abhi: Maa..
She looked up.
A.M: haa?? Kya hua??
Abhi: wo mujhe Delhi jaana hai acp sir ke saath..
A.M: wapis kab aayega??
Abhi: 2 din baad..
A M: thek.. dhyan se jaana...
Abhi: Khayal rakhna apna.. aur... Purvi ka bhi...
A.M: haa bilkul.. beta..
Two Day's Later*
The doorbell rang, breaking the silence of the evening. Abhijeet's mom, who was busy in the kitchen, wiped her hands on a towel and hurried to the door. She opened it with a warm smile, expecting to see a familiar face.
And indeed, it was a familiar face - Abhijeet himself, standing at the doorstep with a hint of exhaustion on his face. His mom's eyes lit up with warmth as she welcomed him back home.
A.M: Mujhe pta tha tu hi hoga.
She exclaimed, enveloping him in a warm hug.
Abhi smiled, hugging his mom back.
Abhi: Acha aapko kaise pta mai hi hu??
A M: Daya ka phone aaya tha usne btaya tu aagya hai..
He walked into the living room, dropping onto the couch with a sigh. His mom followed him, sitting down beside him.
Abhi: Wo.. maa wo purvi.. kaisi hai??
A.M: Thek hai...room mai hai jaa mil le..
Abhi nodded, getting up from the couch. He headed to his room, curious to check on Purvi. As he entered the room, he saw Purvi folding clothes. He ignored her and sat down on the couch, watching her from afar.
She got up, walking over to him. She offered him a glass of water, her eyes meeting his for a brief moment.
Abhi: Nhi chahiye.. tum hi piyo..
Purvi's face remained expressionless, but she didn't say anything. She simply turned around, walked over to the window, and poured the water into a flower pot. Then, she sat back down on the bed, resuming her task of folding clothes.
The silence between them was palpable, and Abhi couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for his harsh words. But he didn't apologize, and instead, continued to sit on the couch, watching Purvi with a mixture of frustration and longing.
He ignored her silent treatment and decided to take a bath.
As the warm water cascaded down his body, he felt a sense of relief wash over him.
At Night*
Abhi lay down on the bed, trying to drift off to sleep. But just as he was starting to relax, he felt Purvi's hand on his arm. He instinctively pushed her hand away, trying to shake off the feeling of unease.
But despite his efforts, he couldn't shake off the feeling of Purvi's touch. And after some time, he felt her arms wrap around him, holding him close. Abhi's eyes snapped open, he threw Purvi's hand off him and sat up, his eyes blazing with annoyance. Purvi woke up immediately, looking startled.
Abhi: tumhari problem kya hai??
Purvi rubbed her eyes, looking disoriented.
Purvi: kya hua? Kya kiya maine?
Abhi: Haa...tumhe kaha pta hota hai tum kya karti ho.. sab toh apne aap hi hota hai..ab agar tumne mujhe touch bhi kiya na..., I'll throw you out of my room.
He lay back down, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He knew Purvi was stubborn, and she always seemed to do the opposite of what he told her to do. But this time, he didn't feel her hand on him again.
As he drifted off to sleep, he thought to himself, Wow, today she actually accepted my order. He turned his head, and his eyes landed on Purvi, who was sleeping on the couch.
He saw that she was shivering, her body trembling slightly as she slept.
Abhi's expression softened, and he sat up, his eyes fixed on Purvi. He wanted to tell her to come and sleep on the bed with him, but something held him back. Maybe it was his pride, or maybe it was the fear of getting too close to her again.
Whatever the reason, Abhi didn't say a word. Instead, he got out of bed and walked over to the window, closing it to block out the cold air. Then, he went to the closet and pulled out a blanket, which he gently spread over Purvi's shivering form.
As he covered her, Abhi's eyes lingered on Purvi's face, taking in the peaceful expression that had settled on her features. He felt a pang of tenderness towards her, but he quickly suppressed it, telling himself that he was just being kind.
Next Morning*
Abhi was rummaging through his desk drawers, searching for a specific file. Just as he was about to give up, Purvi appeared beside him, holding out the file he had been searching for.
Abhi: Thanks...pr iske badle jo tum mangne wali ho sochna bhi mat samjhi...
He said this because he knew that whenever Purvi found something he had lost, she would always demand a kiss as a reward.
But to Abhi's surprise, she didn't say a word. She simply handed him the file and turned to walk away. Abhi's eyes followed her, feeling a mix of confusion and curiosity. What had just happened? Why hadn't Purvi demanded her usual reward?
As he watched Purvi disappear into the next room, Abhi couldn't shake off the feeling that something had shifted between them. He looked down at the file in his hand, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Purvi. But he quickly pushed the feeling aside, telling himself that he wasn't going to fall for her tricks again.
After Sometime*
Abhi came downstairs, ready to head out for his shift at the bureau. As he entered the living room, he noticed Purvi sitting on the couch, looking relaxed.
Abhi: Tum ready kyu nhi hui?? Bureau nhi jaana?
His mom, who was sitting next to Purvi, intervened before Purvi could respond.
A.M: Chhuti pr hai wo.. acp sahab ne khud kuch din rest karne bola hai. Us din jo bhi hua abhi puri tarah thek kaha hui hi..
Abhi nodded, accepting the explanation.
Abhi was sitting on the couch, going through some papers, when Purvi come with a glass of juice in her hand. She was walking carefully, trying not to spill a drop, but as she approached the couch, her foot got caught on the edge of the rug.
Purvi's eyes widened as she felt herself losing balance. She tried to regain her footing, but it was too late. The glass of juice slipped from her hand and fell onto Abhi's clothes, leaving a big stain. Abhi's eyes widened in frustration as he saw his clean clothes get ruined.
Abhi: Yeh kya kiya tumne? Tumhe thek se chalna nhi aata hai kya?
Purvi: Sorry wo galti se...
Abhi: Sab kuch tumse galti se hi hota hai na..
A.M: Are galti se ho gaya na usse kyu daante jaa raha hai.. jaa kapde badal aur bureau jaa..
But Abhi was still fuming. He glared at Purvi, his anger and frustration boiling over. Purvi, feeling hurt and embarrassed, she quickly got up and went to her room.
A.M: Jaa maafi maang le usse aur mana pyar se.. khamkha daant diya bechari ko.
Abhi: Pehle hi bahut late ho chuka hu mai...in faltu cheezon ke liye samay nhi hai..
He shook his head and headed out the door, leaving his mom's words of wisdom behind. He went to the bureau, still feeling annoyed and stubborn.
Time Skip*
Evening, Abhijeet's House*
As he walked into the house, his mom welcomed him with a warm smile.
A.M: Aaja.. kaisa gaya aaj ka din?
Abhi smiled back, feeling a bit more relaxed after a long day.
Abhi: Acha gaya maa..
He headed to his room, expecting to see Purvi there, but she was nowhere to be found. He thought to himself that she must be in the kitchen with his mom, helping with dinner.
He took a shower, feeling the cool water wash away the stress of the day. As he came out, his mom called him for dinner. He sat down at the dinner table with his mom, but Purvi was still nowhere to be seen.
Abhi: wo.. maa..
A.M: hmm kuch chahiye??
Abhi: Wo.. purvi nhi dikh rhi.. matlb khaana nhi khayegi wo?
A.M: wo toh apne mayke chali gayi. Socha kuch din apni maa ke pas rahegi toh acha lagega..
Abhi didn't say anything, just nodded silently, his eyes fixed on his plate. The rest of the dinner was eaten in silence, the only sound being the clinking of utensils on plates.
Abhi's room*
Abhi trudged into his room, feeling a mix of relief and exhaustion. He flopped down onto his bed, letting out a deep sigh.
Abhi: Finally, aaj mai chain se sounga.. hope kuch din aur chain mile...jaldi wapis naa aaye..
he muttered to himself, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the thought of having the house to himself.
He lay there, waiting for sleep to wash over him. But as he closed his eyes, he realized that sleep was not coming easily to him. In fact, it seemed to be evading him altogether.
Abhi tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable. He fluffed up his pillow, adjusted the blankets, and even tried counting sheep. But nothing seemed to work.
He lay there, feeling wide awake and restless. His mind began to wander, and he found himself thinking about Purvi. Where was she? Was she okay? Why had she gone to her mother's house without saying anything?
Abhi's thoughts swirled around in his head, making it impossible for him to relax. He let out a frustrated sigh and sat up, running his hands through his hair.
Why was he feeling so restless all of a sudden? He had been looking forward to a peaceful night's sleep, but now it seemed like that was the last thing he was going to get.
Abhi frustratingly opened his eyes, feeling annoyed that he couldn't seem to fall asleep. His gaze fell on Purvi's side of the bed, and he was suddenly hit with a wave of memories.
He remembered how Purvi used to tease him, making him annoyed on purpose. He recalled the way she would smile mischievously, knowing that she was getting under his skin.
Abhi's expression turned wry as he thought to himself..
Abhi: Aaj sach mai use bina matlab ke zaada daant diya..
He remembered the way Purvi had looked at him, her eyes welling up with tears, and he felt a pang of guilt.
But he quickly pushed the feeling aside, telling himself that he had been justified in scolding her. After all, she had been careless and clumsy, spilling juice all over his clothes.
Abhi's eyes lingered on Purvi's side of the bed, and he felt a strange sense of emptiness. He realized that he was actually missing her, missing her teasing and her laughter. But he was determined not to admit it to himself.
As Abhi lay there, staring at Purvi's side of the bed, he found himself sinking into a deep thought. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he still had strong feelings for Purvi. Despite everything they had been through, despite all the pain and heartache she had caused him, he couldn't deny the fact that he still loved her.
But as soon as he acknowledged this feeling, a wave of fear washed over him. He was scared to give Purvi another chance, scared that she would break his heart all over again. He remembered the pain and the hurt he had felt when she had left him, and he didn't know if he could go through that again.
Abhi's mind was torn. A part of him wanted to hold on to his pride and his anger, to keep Purvi at arm's length and protect himself from getting hurt again. But another part of him, a part that he couldn't ignore, wanted to take a chance on Purvi, to see if they could rekindle what they once had.
3 Days later*
Morning*
The doorbell rang, breaking the silence of the evening. Purvi's mom, a warm smile on her face, made her way to the door. She opened it, and her eyes lit up as she saw Abhi standing there.
P.M: Are abhi.. aao na beta...
Abhi smiled, feeling a sense of comfort and familiarity as he stepped into the house. Purvi's mom ushered him into the living room, asking him to take a seat.
As they sat down, Purvi's mom asked...
P M: Aaj apne sasural kaise aana hua? Apni biwi se milne aaye ho??
Abhi hesitated for a moment before responding..
Abhi: nhi.. mai toh bas aapki.. tabiyat ke bare mai janne aaya tha.. maa ne btaya tha aap gir gayi thi..
Purvi's mom looked at him with a knowing glint in her eye..she smiled and replied...
P.M: iss baat ko toh 1 mahina ho gya beta..
Abhi : ohh.. haa wo mujhe samay nhi mila na...
P.M: Koi baat nhi..aur batao maa kaisi hai??
He continued to chat with Purvi's mom, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for someone. Purvi's mom smiled knowingly, aware of whom he was looking for.
Finally, Abhi asked the question that had been on his mind since he arrived.
Abhi: Um.. waise wo.. purvi.. kaha hai??
Purvi's mom chuckled, a mischievous glint in her eye.
P.M: haa ab aaye na asli sawal pe..
Abhi's face remained neutral, but his eyes betrayed his eagerness to see Purvi.
P M: apne kamre mai hai...
She nodding towards the door.
P.M: Jaao.. mil lo.. I'm sure bhut miss kiya hoga tumne inn 3 dino mai use..
Abhi gave a fake smile, trying to play it cool.
Abhi: Um.. haa wo socha uska bhi haal chal leta chalu..
Without saying another word, Abhi got up and headed towards Purvi's room. Purvi's mom watched him go, a knowing smile still on her face.
Abhi slowly opened the door and entered the room, his eyes scanning the space for Purvi. He spotted her sitting on the bed, watching TV with a look of calmness on her face.
As he stepped further into the room, Purvi's eyes suddenly turned towards him, and she was taken aback. Her eyes widened in shock, and she sat up straight, the remote control slipping from her hand.
Purvi: T..tum yahan kya kar rhe ho?
Abhi shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant.
Abhi: wo bss yahan se guzar raha tha toh socha..mil lu tumhari mom se...
He took a step closer to her, his voice softening..
Abhi: kaisi ho tum??
Purvi didn't say anything, just nodded her head slightly, her eyes avoiding Abhi's gaze.
Abhi: waise tum yahan kyu aayi??.
Purvi: kyu aayi matlb ?? Yeh mera ghar hai samjhe..
Abhi wanted to say something, to express the emotions swirling inside him, but he didn't know where to start.
Purvi: tum mere ghar mai kya kr rhe ho?
Abhi: Mera sasural hai.. aa nhi sakta?
Purvi: Hunh...
Abhi: dekho mai bss tumse.. uss din ke liye maafi mangne aaya tha.. bina matlb ke zaada daant diya..
Purvi: tumhe dantne ke alawa waise bhi kya aata hai..
Abhi: oh please atleast mai tumhari tarah logo ki feelings ke saath toh nhi khelta..
Purvi: main feelings ke saath khelti hu? Feelings toh tum mai nhi hai.. insaniyat naam ki cheez nhi hai.. uss raat mujhe aise hi sunsaan raste pr chhodkr chale gaye.. ek baar bhi khayal nhi aaya ki mujhe kuch ho jayega..
Abhi: Tum ek cid officer...
Purvi: Cid officer hu toh kya insaan nhi hu?? Tum kabhi kidnap nhi hue?, kabhi goli nhi lagi? Socho uss din agar wo mere saath kuch kar deta toh??
Abhi: Kuch hua toh nhi na??? Toh kyu uss baat ko lekr bethi ho?
Purvi: Aree... Chhodo kis insaan se behas kar rhi hu mai.. heartless ho tum abhijeet... Jaao yahan se akela chhod do mujhe..
Abhi: Mujhe bhi shonk nhi yahan rehne ka...
She turned her face and he also turn to leave...As he was walking towards the door, Purvi's handbag fell to the floor, spilling its contents everywhere. Amidst the scattered belongings, Abhi's eyes landed on a pink, decorated diary.
He remembered ...
Abhi: Yeh kya hai??
Purvi: My personal diary...
Abhi: ohh tumhe diary likhne ka shonk hai?
Purvi: Hamesha toh nhi lekin..kabhi kabhi.. jab meri life mai kuch bhut acha ya bahut bura hota hai.. jise mai kisi ke saath share nhi kar sakti.. wo mai isme likhti hu..
He didn't know what came over him, but he felt an urge to pick it up.
He glanced back at Purvi, who was still sitting on the bed, her eyes fixed on the floor. She wasn't looking at him. Without thinking, he picked up diary and quickly left the room, the sound of the door closing behind him echoing through the silence.
Abhijeet's House*
Abhi sat on his couch, Purvi's diary open in his hands. He began to read, and the words transported him back to their childhood. He read about the day Purvi proposed to him, and how she had written about him with such fondness.
As he turned the pages, Abhi's eyes widened in anger. He read about how Purvi had only pretended to love him to win a bet, to make him fall in love with her.
But as he turned to the next page, something shifted inside him. Purvi's words spoke directly to his heart, and he felt his anger start to fade away.
"Dear Diary, maine abhijeet ko yakeen dila diya ki mai usse sach mai pyaar krti hu. Main bet jeet gayi, lekin main uska dil nahi todna chahti, wo bahut innocent hai, bahut pure hai... dheere dheere mai use sab sach bata dungi aur hum log ache dost bankr rahenge.. mai baaki kisi ko nhi batana chahti yeh baat, class ke samne uska mazak nhi banne dungi mai."
Abhi's eyes lingered on the words, and he felt a lump form in his throat. He realized that Purvi had been protecting him all along, that she had never intended to hurt him. The understanding brought a sense of calm, and Abhi's tears slowly dried as he continued to read, hungry to know more about Purvi's true feelings.
He turned to the next page, and his heart skipped a beat as he saw a diary entry dated a week later.
"Dear Diary, you know what? I love him. Yes, Abhijeet. I love him really. Maine soch liya hai mai use sab bata dungi, wo shart ke baare mai, meri feelings ke baare main.. maine ek letter likha hai uske liye jisme maine har baat likh di hai.. mujhe pta hai wo mujhse naraz hoga. Lekin mujhe khud par pura yakeen hai mai use mana lungi.."
As Abhi read the words, he felt a pang of regret. He had never received that letter, never known how Purvi truly felt. He looked around the diary and saw a folded letter, tucked between the pages. It was the letter Purvi had written for him, the letter he had never received.
Abhi's hands trembled as he unfolded the letter, but before he could read it, he turned to the next page of the diary. The words there made his heart ache.
"Dear Diary, wo chala gaya, wo mumbai chala gaya.. mujhe bina bataye.. mujhse bina mile... Doesn't he love me?"
Abhi's eyes stung as he saw the words smudged by Purvi's tears. He felt a wave of sorrow wash over him, regret for not knowing, for not being there for Purvi when she needed him most.
Abhi's eyes continued to scan the diary, and he turned to the next page. There, he saw a small diary entry that broke his heart.
"I'm missing him so much," Purvi had written.
Abhi's throat constricted as he turned the pages, and what he saw left him breathless. Page after page, the only words written were:
1st day still missing him
2nd day still missing him
3rd day still missing him
The entries went on and on, each one a testament to Purvi's enduring love for him. Abhi felt a lump form in his throat as he realized the depth of Purvi's emotions. He had been so blind, so caught up in his own pain that he had never stopped to consider Purvi's.
"Dear Diary, pta hai aaj mai usse mili, itne saalo baad firse mili. Bahut handsome ho gaya hai wo. Lekin pta nhi mujhse itna rude kyu tha? Socha tha jab kabhi milega toh nakhre dikhayngi idher uske hi khatam nhi ho rhe. Mujhe bura laga uska mujhse iss tarah baat karna.. lekin usko apni life mai successful dekhkr, khush dekh kr ache logo mai dekh kr mujhe bahut khushi bhi hui.. I'm so happy for him, and I want him to be happy always, whether with me or without me."
He turned to the next page, and a smile spread across his face.
"Dear Diary, aaj mujhe laga ki mai bahut lucky hu.. uski mom aayi thi mere ghar rishta lekr.. maine toh jaldi se haa bol diya.. mujhe pta hai wo bhi haa kr dega. We were made for each other. I'm so excited to be with him again. Mai hamesha chahti thi usse shaadi karna.. uski biwi banna.. uske chest pr sar rakh kr sona, dher saari batein karna aur.. kabhi kabhi mai.. uske saath apni first night ke bhi sapne dekhti hu.. I'm a little shy, but more excited...bas ab aur nhi likh sakti mai.. mujhe sharam aati hai"
Abhi chuckled, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't believe what he was reading.
He turned to the next page, and his eyes widened as he read the final entry.
"Shaadi ho gayi hamari... pr wo mujhse abhi bhi naraz hai.. mujhe nhi pta kyu.. kya kiya hai maine aisa.. lekin mai jaldi pta laga lungi..aur itna pyaar karungi ki wo mujhse dobara pyaar karne par majboor ho jayega..Abhijeet ki Purvi."
Abhi's heart swelled with emotion as he read the final words. He felt a deep sense of love and connection to Purvi, and he knew that he had to make things right between them.
Abhi closed the diary, trying to compose himself just as his mom walked into his room. He quickly wiped away his tears, not wanting her to see him emotional.
A.M: Abhi.. beta kaha gaya tha tu??
Abhi: ek.. dost tha usse milne gaya tha maa...
His mom raised an eyebrow.
A.M: Dost tha ya dost thi??
Abhi: kya bol rhi ho yeh aap??
A.M: maa se jhooth nhi bola karte beta.. jaanti hu apni biwi se milne gaya tha.. pehle toh kehta tha shaadi nhi karunga ab do din nhi raha jaa raha uske bina..
Abhi's eyes widened in surprise, but he couldn't deny it. He took a deep breath and said...
Abhi: Wo naraz hai mujhse.. aap kahoge toh wapis aajayegi..
His mom smiled and ruffled his hair.
A.M: Kuch din apni maa ke saath rehne de.. wo khud hi wapis laut aayegi hmm?
Abhi nodded, feeling a sense of hope.
Next Day*
Abhi was going to bureau, His car swerved slightly as he braked hard to avoid a pedestrian who had stepped onto the road. The tires screeched, and the car skidded to a stop just inches from the pedestrian.
Abhi's heart was racing as he took a deep breath, relieved that he had avoided a major accident. However, as he turned to check on the pedestrian, he lost his grip on the steering wheel, and the car drifted into a nearby parked vehicle.
The impact was minor, but Abhi's forehead hit the steering wheel, leaving a small gash. He also felt a sharp pain in his leg, which had been jolted during the collision.
Abhi winced in pain as he assessed his injuries. He carefully opened the door and stepped out of the car, testing his weight on his injured leg. It hurt, but he could walk.
Meanwhile, Purvi was sleeping peacefully at her home when her mom frantically woke her up.
Purvi rubbed her eyes, disoriented.
Purvi: kya hua maa??
She asked, still half asleep. Her mom's face was etched with worry.
P.M: beta wo Abhijeet...
She started to say, but Purvi cut her off.
Purvi: maa mujhe uske baare mai koi baat nhi karni aaya hai toh aap mil lo mere pas mat bhejna...
But her mom's next words made Purvi's heart skip a beat.
P.M: Are nhi... Uski maa ka phone aaya tha.. accident ho gya uska.. jaldi se ready hoja dono jaakr mil..
Purvi didn't even let her mom finish the sentence. She hastily threw off her covers and jumped out of bed, not even bothering to change out of her nightdress. She rushed to her scooty, her messy hair flying behind her, and sped off towards Abhi's house.
Abhi's House*
Abhi's mom was in the kitchen when she saw Purvi come running into the house, still in her nightdress and with messy hair. She looked worried and frantic.
A.M: Are Purvi beta??
Purvi: maa.. maine suna jeet ka accident...
Purvi exclaimed, out of breath.
A.M: haa beta.. pr tension mat lo zaada nhi lagi hai bss thodi bahut chotein aayi hai... Jaao room mai hai...
Purvi's face was etched with concern, but she looked relieved that Abhi was not seriously hurt. She rushed to his room, her heart still racing with worry.
Abhi was lying on the bed, watching TV, when the door opened and Purvi walked in. He looked up and saw her, and a weak smile spread across his face.
Purvi's eyes locked onto Abhi's, and she quickly walked over to him. She sat down beside him on the bed, her eyes scanning his face, taking in the sight of the bandage on his forehead.
She gently reached out to touch his injured forehead, her fingers brushing against the bandage. Abhi winced in pain, and Purvi instantly withdrew her hand, looking worried.
Purvi: Sorry, Dard hua?? she whispered, her eyes filled with concern.
Abhi shook his head, still smiling weakly.
Abhi: Zaada nhi...
Purvi nodded, her eyes never leaving his face. She looked like she was about to say something, but instead, she just sat there, her hand hovering near his injured forehead, as if she wanted to touch him again, but was afraid of causing him more pain.
Just as Abhi was about to say something to Purvi, their moms walked into the room, chatting animatedly. Purvi's mom turned to her, a hint of scolding in her voice.
P.M: meri puri baat suni hi nhi iss ladki ne bss aise hi bhaag aayi bhikhari ke jaise.. kaha tha na mujhe bhi chalna hai abhijeet ko dekhne saath mai.. abhi rickshaw mai aayi hu mai...
Purvi looked sheepish, but just muttered a quick "Sorry" before getting up and walking over to the wardrobe. She pulled out a fresh dress and headed into the bathroom to take a bath.
Abhi's mom and Purvi's mom sat down beside him, chatting and fussing over him. They started discussing the accident, and how relieved they were that Abhi was okay.
As they talked, Abhi couldn't help but steal glances at the bathroom door, wondering when Purvi would come out, and what would happen next.
Abhi's gaze lingered on the bathroom door, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Purvi. He felt a sense of comfort knowing she was there, taking care of herself after rushing to his side.
As he lay there, surrounded by the gentle hum of conversation from his mom and Purvi's mom, Abhi felt a sense of peace wash over him. He closed his eyes, letting the warmth of the moment envelop him, and whispered to himself...
Purvi emerged from the bathroom, fresh and clean. She expected to see him sitting up in bed, waiting for her, but instead, she found him fast asleep.
She glanced around the room, noticing that their moms were nowhere to be found. Not wanting to disturb Abhi, Purvi decided to slip out of the room unnoticed. She quietly closed the door behind her and made her way back downstairs.
Evening*
Purvi was helping Abhi's mom in the kitchen. As they worked, Abhi's mom handed Purvi a steaming plate of food.
A.M: Jaao Use khaana khila dena hmm?
Purvi nodded, taking the plate from Abhi's mom. She carefully made her way back to Abhi's room. As she entered the room, she saw Abhi sitting up in bed, looking a bit more rested than earlier. Their eyes met, and Purvi felt a flutter in her chest.
Purvi approached Abhi's bedside, holding out the plate of food.
Purvi: Khaana kha lo...she said softly, her eyes avoiding his.
As she turned to leave, Abhi's hand shot out, gently grasping the pallu of her saree. Purvi's eyes widened in surprise, and she spun back around, her gaze narrowing into a glare.
Purvi: Kya hai?
Abhi held up his injured hand, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.
Abhi: haath mai lagi hai.. tum khila do na..
Purvi's expression softened slightly, but she still looked uncertain. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded curtly.
Purvi: Hmm.. thek hai.. she said, setting the plate down on the bedside table.
Purvi stepped into the washroom to wash her hands, preparing to feed Abhi as he had requested. As she emerged from the washroom, she see's Abhi's mom standing in the room.
Purvi: Maa..
A.M: Haa??
Purvi:Jeet... Ko aapke hath se khaana khana hai.. hath mai lagi hai na unki..
A.M: Aaja mera baccha.. aaj maa khana khila degi..
She walked over to Abhi's bedside and began to feed him.
Abhi felt a pang of disappointment as he realized he would be eating from his mom's hands instead of Purvi's. He had been looking forward to the intimate moment with Purvi, and now it was being replaced by his mom's loving but maternal care.
At Night*
Abhi and Purvi found themselves alone in the room. Abhi, feeling a bit more energetic after his rest, tried to engage Purvi in conversation. However, she remained stubbornly silent, ignoring his attempts to talk to her.
Abhi: kuch keh raha hu jawab toh do...
Purvi: Kya jawab du ?? Kya baat karu mai tumse? Pehle toh nafrat thi na tumhe mujhse ab achank se itne pyaar se baat karne lage kyu??
Abhi: aisa kuch nhi hai purvi...
Purvi: kaisa nhi hai?? Kahi uss din unn gundo ko tumne toh nhi bheja tha? Itne mahine se preshan kiya isiliye uska badla ek hi din mai lena chah rahe the haa??
Abhi: Kaisi baatein kr rhi ho?? Narazgi - nafrat jo bhi tha.. pr tumhe sach mai lagta hai mai tumhe nuksaan pahunchaane ka soch bhi sakta hu? Itna gira diya tumne apni nazro se mujhe?
Purvi's expression slowly changed, her anger giving way to sadness and regret. She looked at Abhi. After few minutes of silence she spoke..
Purvi: Listen... I'm.. I'm so sorry.. maine gusse mai bhut zaada bol diya.. please maaf kardena..
Abhi: I'm sorry too, Purvi... Maine bhi pichle kuch dino mai tumhe bahut hurt kiya..
Purvi: Hmmm..
Abhi: acha ab toh naraz nhi ho na mujhse??
Purvi: No response*
Abhi: Purvi??
Purvi: Please.. mai abhi baat nhi karna chahti..
Abhi sighed, feeling frustrated and unsure of what to do next. He lay there for a moment, thinking, before deciding to try and get up.
But as he moved his leg, he winced in pain. Purvi instantly came to his side, concern etched on her face.
Purvi: Kaha jaa rahe ho?
she asked, trying to support him.
Abhi: washroom..
Purvi: Ruko mai help kr deti hu...she said, slipping her arm around his waist.
Abhi looked at her naughtily.
Abhi: Matlb tum bhi aaogi mere saath.?
Purvi: aee chii mai kyu aaungi...
Abhi: haath mai dard hai mere toh.. mai kaise...
Purvi's face turned bright red as she realized what he was suggesting.
Purvi: I don't care...tum.. tumhe jo karna hai jaise karna hai karo.. mai nhi aaungi..
Abhi: muh dhone ja raha tha..
Purvi: Ohh.. okk mai kardeti hu help..
she replied, slipping her arm around his waist to support him.
She helped him wash his face, her hands gentle as she patted his skin dry. As they came out of the washroom, she made him sit down.
Abhi looked down at his shirt, which had become wet from washing his face.
Abhi: meri shirt geeli ho gayi..
Purvi nodded and went to the wardrobe, pulling out a fresh shirt. She came back to Abhijeet and started to unbutton that shirt.
Abhi eyes fell on her waist, exposed by the saree she was wearing. His gaze was drawn to the soft, smooth skin, and he felt a sudden surge of desire.
Without thinking, Abhi reached out to touch Purvi's waist, his hand hovering just inches from her skin. But just as he was about to make contact, Purvi said.
Purvi: Shirt kholo...
Abhi instantly pulled his hand back, feeling a flush rise to his cheeks.
Abhi: huhh??
Purvi looked at him, a hint of a question in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she start unbutton his wet shirt, her fingers brushing against his skin, sending shivers down his spine.
Then she helped him put it on, her hands guiding the fabric over onto his shoulders.
As Purvi helped him adjust the shirt, Abhi couldn't help but notice how close she was to him. He could smell the scent of her perfume, and feel the warmth of her body. It was intoxicating, and Abhi felt himself getting lost in the moment.
Purvi helped him settle into bed, and pulling the blanket up to his chest.
Purvi: So jaao...
Abhi nodded, as he lay down, Purvi turned to leave.
Abhi: Tum kaha jaa rahi ho??
Purvi gestured to the couch.
Abhi: tum yahan nhi sougi?
Purvi : Tumhe preshan nhi karna chahti..
Abhi: Agar raat mai mujhe kuch chahiye hoga toh??
Purvi: yahi hu.. jaga sakte ho kuch chahiye hoga toh..
She turned off the lights and settled in, but Abhi was wide awake, his gaze still on her.
His eyes fixed on Purvi's figure on the couch.
Just then, he called out softly, "Purvi."
Purvi instantly opened her eyes and got up from the couch, rushing to Abhi's side.
Purvi: kya hua? Kuch chahiye??
Abhi: kuch nhi bs keh raha tha.. yahan so jaao na.. mujhe acha nhi lag raha tumhe wahan dekh kr..
Purvi: tum hi toh hamesha chahte the na ki chain se sone du tumhe.. aur ab kyu bura lag raha hai??
Purvi: tum chain se so jaao main wahin thek hu...
As she turned to leave, he reached out and caught her hand, pulling her back. Purvi lost her balance and fell onto his chest, her face inches from his.
Abhi's eyes locked onto her, his grip on her hand tightening. Purvi's eyes flashed with surprise, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable.
Purvi: tumhare... Haath main... Dard tha na?
Abhi winced, his eyes closing briefly.
Abhi: Aah.. haa abhi bhi hai..
Purvi's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing.
Purvi: lekin pehle.. toh tumhare right haath mai dard tha.. ab left mai ho gaya.. kaise??
Abhi's eyes snapped open, and he looked at Purvi. He knew he had been caught.
Purvi: Kar kya rahe ho.. kyu jhuth bol rhe ho?
Abhi suddenly flipped their position, coming on top of Purvi. She widened her eyes in surprise, her hands on his chest.
Purvi: Chhodo mujhe ...
she demanded, trying to push him away. Abhi just smiled naughtily, his eyes glinting with mischief.
Abhi: Kyun ??
He asked, his voice low and husky, his face inches from Purvi's.
Abhi's face came closer to Purvi's, his eyes locked on hers. Purvi gulped hard, her heart racing with anticipation. She shook her head slightly, trying to convey a "no", but Abhi didn't seem to notice.
He leaned in closer, his lips inches from Purvi's. Purvi's eyes fluttered closed, her breath catching in her throat. But just as Abhi was about to kiss her, she turned her face away.
Abhi's lips landed on Purvi's cheek instead, sending a shiver down her spine. Purvi's eyes snapped open, and she looked up at Abhijeet, her face flushed with emotion.
He smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief, as he started sucking Purvi's neck. Purvi's eyes fluttered closed, her breath catching in her throat. She took a deep breath, her hands reaching up to grip Abhi's hair, holding it in a tight fist.
As Abhi continued to suck her neck, he slid his hand down to Purvi's waist, caressing it gently.
Purvi's body arched slightly, her skin tingling with pleasure. She felt a wave of desire wash over her, and she couldn't help but moan softly.
Purvi's eyes snapped open, and she pushed against his chest.
Purvi: Kya kar rhe ho tum..
Abhi raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement on his face.
Abhi: Tumhe nhi pta...ek husband aur wife kya karte hain..
Purvi's face flushed, but she didn't back down.
Purvi: M..matlb yeh galat hai.. meri sehmati ke bina tum yeh nhi kar sakte..
Abhi: Matlb tum yeh nhi chahti??
Purvi: No response*
Abhi: Sach mai nhi chahti?
Purvi: again no response*
Abhi: Okk..
He started to get up, but Purvi's hands shot out, grasping his shoulders. She pulled him back down, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss.
He increased his pace of kissing. He nibbled, sucked, licked chewed her lips. It was a wild and hungry kiss. Hunger to be together like this. She also responding in equal fervor, devouring all her love in the kiss by biting, sucking and chewing his lips.
She is getting out of the breath, but still they both don't want to broke the kiss. It was the kiss of love, kiss of their togetherness. He bited her lips harshly, to get the access of her mouth and tongue.
This time, he let her do the dominance. She lick, suck, kissed every corner of his mouth and tongue, very wildly. Her acts was doing nothing but turning him on more more.
He too taste each n every corner of her mouth. And then, Finally feeling that, she can't continue more, he release her lips and broke the kiss. But didn't leave her body.
He left her lips,and started kissing her neck wildly. She is panting so heavily, that her upper body thumping rapidly, which make him go crazy wild more.
He harshly bite her neck and collarbone, make her moan his name in pleasure..
Purvi: umm.. Jeeettttt..
Her moan, adds the fuel in already burning desire of his. And he went out of control..
He unpinned her saree. And move his hands on her saree pleats, then he gently took them out. She gasped at the moment, when his hands brushed on her lower abdomen.
Purvi: uff...mmhhh...
Then he throw her saree in a corner of the room, and started pressing her boobs, which were pumping out from her blouse. Meanwhile, he slid down his blouse from her left shoulder and attacked her shoulders and neck again, giving wet kisses, all over.
As he was kissing her neck, she held his hairs with her one hand and from another started opening his shirt's buttons. He smiled and helped her in taking off the shirt.
After taking it off,
Abhi: Should, I proceed further...
Purvi: Yess... Please...
He gently took her lips again, for a soul searing kiss. While started opening her blouse hooks, followed by her bra. She helped him, in removing them, by arching her back up.
He left her lips, after sucking all the blood from it and and moved to her earlobe, bite it, suck it while said..
Abhi: I..love you missyy..
And in a next move, she changed their position and come over him, and started kissing his forhead, eyes, nose, cheeks, earlobes and chin.
Abhi: Come on baby...go ahead..
She smiled and kissed his collarbone, neck, shoulders and chest, which is void of any clothes. She pressed her boobs on is nipples and completely hovered on him, and took his lips for another wild kiss. Her this act, give him an undescribable sensation to his whole body and he couldn't help but groan in her mouth.
He was just responding, groaning and listening her, quietly laying on the bed, give all of himself to her. After they broke their yet another passionate kiss, she said..
Purvi: sab mujhe hi karna padega kya??
He nodded in no and swiped their position, now he is on her again. He opened her underskirt in a jiffy and pulled it off from her body, now she all naked under him.
She looked herself and blushed, closed her eyes. And he sheepishly smiled.
Abhi: You're adorable when you blush...
He hurriedly started kissing her boobs, taking her one in his mouth and from one hand pressed the another one. He bited, chewed her both boobs, giving both his proper attention, and sucked the blood out of them.
Purvi (moaned): ummhh..moree...
He pressed and bited it more harshly, she held his head, pressing it more on her boobs, while moaning his name in immense pleasure.
He kissed and sucked them, until they turned red and swelled.
Then, he took a glance of her facial features. Her eyes were closed, breathing unevenly. He traced his fingers on her face and she opened her eyes to see him.
Then, he stroke her hairs with ever so gently and she again closed her eyes, feeling his touches. He touched her eyes, kissed them one by one. After that, traced her swelled lips with his thumb and crashed his lips once again, to turned it more swallow and bite it, leaving a remembrance of his love.
After the kiss, he moved to her stomach, kissing her all the while. He kissed every inch of her stomach, and bite her navel, hard.
Purvi: Aaahh.. jeeett...
She yelled in pain and pleasure. And he turned on more. To sooth the pain, he lick, suck and nibbled her navel. Her breaths increase more, on his this act and she arched up her back a little, thumping very hard, while making sounds, in pleasure.
Purvi: ohhh abhiiiii.. uff...
She is roaming her hands on his back, digging her nails on his every hickey.
He held her from her waist and gently turned her, make her lay on her stomach, now her back facing him.
He brushed his fingers all over her back, Then kissed every corner of her back, suck it and give hickeys, all over. She shrieking his name loudly, on his hickeys...
Purvi (moan): Jeeeetttt.. ouhhhh mmhh..
She is moaning and he licked and kissed every hickey, to sooth her pain, and give her pleasure.
Abhi: I love your moans, it's a perfect music to my ears!
He turned her again, now her front faced him and he again, gently trace stroke her face and hairs, to calm her breaths a little, and pecked her lips, few times.
He lay on her side, watched her body every part, soaking her in his eyes, memory and heart.
When her breath come stable, he again hovered on her, being careful to not put his whole weight on her. And again kissed her from head to her stomach...
He sighed and touched her pussy, she is all wet already, feeling his hands on her wetness, she again moaned loudly, and sweating badly.
Purvi: Jeeet.. umm pleasseeee..
Then, he went more downwards and reached in her feets and started kissing her toes feets. Slowly crawling upwards, and kissed, lick, suck and bite her thighs. He went more upwards almost near to her pussy and stretch opened her legs, to see a clear view of it.
In response, Purvi held his shoulders, digging her nails on them, and he looked up at her, and their eyes met. She smiled at him, and whispered..
Purvi: I can't control now... Do it please...
He heard her and started kissing her pussy.
Purvi: Abhhiii I lo..ve y..ou Umm...mmmm...yesss...jeeet.. do..it..more...ummmm...
And he compiled her, licked, sucked bite her pussy, making her cum. She is moaning, sweating so badly and on the verge of cuming. So, he didn't waste the moment further, opened his pants and boxer, throw them on the ground entered in her, earning her loudest moan.
Purvi : Aaaaahhhh..
She yelled in pain and he cupped her face, to calm her down. He stroke her hair, pecked her lips, to sooth her pain and after few minutes, she became relaxed.
And he started moving inside her, slowly. He increased his speed, when he found that her pain turned in pleasure. She started moaning loudly and he increased his speed more.
Purvi: Aah.. jeet..
Abhi: Fuckk...missyy..
While moving, he took her boobs again in his mouth, and started biting sucking them, increasing his pace more more.
Soon Both cum together with a loud moan. they started breathing heavily.
They continued their love making, till for 2 hours. He came out from her, he lay beside her and took her shivering figure, in his arms, tightly. And started kissing her head and cheek, every now and then, to relax her.
After spending a passionate night, Abhi woke up feeling refreshed.
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He was wearing a jacket when his mom entered the room.
A.M: kaha jaa raha hai?
Abhi: Bureau...
A.M: Are lekin.. kal accident hua aur aaj duty jaa raha hai..
Abhi: maa ab mai bilkul...thek hu..
A.M: thek hai.. pr dhyan rakhna..
Abhi nodded, and his mom left the room.
He started searching for his wallet, but his efforts were interrupted by a throat-clearing voice. He looked up to see Purvi standing in front of him, leaning against the door with a smile on her face. She was all ready for the bureau.
Purvi: Ise dhundh rahe ho??
Abhi nodded, feeling a bit sheepish.
Purvi walked over to him and handed him his wallet. Abhi took it, putting it in his pocket.
Abhi: Want your reward, hmm?
She nodded cutely, her face lighting up with anticipation.
Abhi pulled Purvi close, his hands wrapping around her waist. He attached his lips to hers, and they were kissing passionately, lost in the moment.
Just as they were getting deeper into the kiss, they heard the sound of the door opening. Abhi's mom entered the room, a surprised expression on her face.
A.M: aree sorry sorry galat time pr aagayi..
He quickly pulled away from her, his face flushing with embarrassment.
Purvi's face was also red, and she looked down, trying to compose herself.
A.M: Tum log continue karo.. mai chalti hu..
Abhi and Purvi exchanged embarrassed glances, their faces burning with embarrassment.
Purvi: Nhi maa.. aa...aap bolo na kya hua??
A.M: bss yeh batane aayi thi.. ki tumhari maa se milne jaa rahi hu..
With that, she turned around and left the room, leaving Abhi and Purvi feeling mortified.
Abhi and Purvi looked at each other, exchanging awkward smiles. Abhijeet broke the silence...
Abhi: Um.. chalo...
Purvi: kaha??
Abhi: Bureau nhi jaana??
Purvi: Mujhe saath le jaaoge??
Abhi: kyu nhi??
Purvi's face lit up with a bright smile. She ran towards Abhi, and he opened his arms, embracing her. Hand in hand, they left the room, looking forward to their day together.