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Well, its really unfair. Tim log jab bolte ho me tab update kar deli hu, Saara kaam chodke bhi likhti or Tum log vote bhi ni kar sakte. I mean 12k people are reading. Leaving the re-reads aside, atleast 8k people are reading and out of them not even 3K can vote.

I don't think out love towards each other is equal. I mean, I care about your feelings so much but in exchange of that you cannot even touch the vote button. 

I think I should also prioritise other things over writing. I mean I can also study, work like others while updating only on Sundays like others. I am upset.

Ranvijay POV

I could feel my fingers struggling with the small neem stick in my hand while trying to draw even a small circle on her hand. I lifted my gaze from her hand to her faze that was weighing on the side of my shoulder. Her eyes were closed and there was the tints of tiredness along with calmness washing over her.

I inhaled a deep breath looking at her beautiful face and a slight smile appeared on my face.

She was so precious, so gentle and so soothing.

In the world of full of selfish people she was the most selfless person I had ever met. She just could not Shayn 'No'. She was someone who values relationship despite measuring them in the weights toxicity and negativity.

Well, one would never be able to measure if she does not know what are the other things around.

I felt her shifting a little and shutting her eyes tightly as if she was looking for more space.

I gently moved to not wake her up and pulled her closer to my chest. 

I spread my legs on the couch and lifted her legs gently up over the couch too.

She shifted a little in her sleep and I immediately pulled my hand back. She inhaled a deep breath and I smiled looking at her sleeping face. The soft curls dancing beside her face was making her small and beautiful face glow up more.

I laid on the couch, pressing my back against one of the hand rest, against a pillow, upper half inclined above the way I was feeling comfortable. Her back was pressing against my chest and stomach and her body between my wide, open legs. 

She shifted comfortably over my chest and I gently kissed the side of her forehead. She inhaled a deep breath and pushed her forehead closer to my lips.

Aww, my baby!

"Hukum,"

She called slowly in her sleep and I asked in the same slow voice.

"Hn?"

I waited for her to say something but she fell asleep again. I looked at her sighing in her sleep and I lowered my gaze to the pieces of jewellery she was wearing.

I gently took my hand closer to her necklace and touched her neck gently.

I lifted her neck and looked at the hook at her nape. I used the fingers of my other hand to slowly unhook her necklace and she moaned slowly in her sleep.

"Anhh,"

The slow cry made my stomach twist and I immediately pressed my teeth against my lower lip to not get affected with it. 

Pulling the necklace away from her skin slowly, I took it off and kept it over the table.

Now, I moved my fingers to her earrings. It was not a difficult task like the necklace. They came out easily.

Then, I moved my hands to her nose ring that was definitely causing her troubles.

I slowly pulled the nose ring hook out of her nose piercing and she wrinkled her nose with the touch. Her eyes shut close and I immediately stopped.

She relaxed in a few moment and then I continued. After the nose ring, I moved my hands to the head piece she was wearing. It was the easy task.

Finally she looked at peace and I looked at her face. Her face was tilting sidewards and her cheek was pressing against my chest. Her breathing was calm and slow and I could sense how tired she was right now.

I took my thumb closer to her cheek to gently caress her soft skin and she welcomed it wholeheartedly.

I smiled looking at her.

She was looking like a baby. Her legs were weighing on mine and her hands on her stomach.

I slowly moved my hands closer to take her one hand into mine and looked at the bowl of the henna placed on the table. I pulled the table closer to facilitate me the short distance of moving henna to her hands. 

I dipped the stick in the Mehndi and took it closer to her hand. I tried to draw a circle in the middle of her palm. It took me few good time to get it perfect. I did not know how she does that fine drawing with the thread on cloth. I was out able to do even the simple thing.

Even after trying so many times to finish the circle with perfect roundness, it ended up being bigger and bigger only and not round. Well, it was more like round but was not perfect round.

I inhaled a deep breath and tried to draw something else now.

What about making dots around the circle, like Rangoli?

The thought crossed my mind and a slight smile appeared on my face. I started drawing thick dots around that circle.

It looked fine till now.

What next?

I waited for a few good moments and my eyes were raking around.

Suddenly, my sight fell on the candle stand placed nearly. It was made up of the metal and it had beautiful flowery design on it. Like the whole surface was flowers and petals. It was beautiful.

I lowered my gaze back to her hand. 

I thought of adding the petals of the lotus to the circle now.

I inhaled deeply and tried to concentrate.

I drew eight equal lines adjoined to the circle I drew around the dots. Making it like a sun with eight rays. I tried to make all the lines equally distanced and longer.

It was getting difficult and difficult only.

Then, I tried to attach two lines the way it would become a petal of lotus. The stick was rolling me. It was dripping more henna at one place and less at another.

But, I tried to concentrate and after a long time finished drawing the lotus flower.

It was looking really nice.

I could believe I was that much talented.

A slight smile of appreciation appeared on my face and I looked at her palm which was mainly covered.

But, it was looking very empty.

I blinked silently to figure out something to make it more elegant then the thought of filling those petals hit my mind.

Yes, it would look great.

I immediately started filling the empty petals and now her hand was looking even more good.

My neck was hurting and my eyes started to hurt with the amount of concentration I was putting in.

After filling the petals, I started to paint her fingers with the Henna. I was so slow that the Henna was getting dried very quickly.

I filled the upper half of her small fingers with the henna the way she was having on our wedding.

It took me a long time but it looked good.

After finishing that I turned to the back of hand and filled the half of her fingers with the Henna. Her nails were already painted with the red Mahavar and her hand was looking immensely beautiful.

I chose to draw another lotus design on the back of her hand.

This was got completed faster than the previous one.

That was it!

One hand completed.

I began with the other hand and started drawing the same thing.

It turned very late in the night by the time I finished. My fingers and wrist was hurting with it.

I exhaled a deep breath after the final stroke and pressed my head back against the pillow to stretch.

Finally!

I tried to take a few deep breath and I felt like exhausted.

Studies had never exhausted me like this. But, drawing this on her hand felt like the the most exhausting thing I have ever done in my life.

Suddenly, I felt Aishwarya shifting and I lifted my head up to look her hand.

I saw her stretching her arms a little and the moment I realised that she was about to fist her hands. I immediately grabbed her wrist.

"No,"

I tried to say and she stopped immediately.

She lazily opened her eyes and I saw her dizzily looking at her hands.

"Oh My God!"

She breathed and her eyes widened even more. She straightened her head and stretched her fingers wide to look her hands.

"It's beautiful, Hukum,"

She said in the slightly sleepy voice and I smiled.

"You think?"

I tried to ask and she lifted her gaze to look at me.

"I love it, Thank you so much,"

She said and lifted her face to look at me.

"Careful, you will get it ruined,"

I tried to say and looked at her looking at me.

Her gaze soft and she slowly turned herself sidewards. The side of her waist was pressing against my stomach and she placed her elbows on my chest.

The loose strand of her hair danced in front of her face and I immediately brought my fingers closer to move the strand away from her face and tuck behind the ear.

I saw her gaze flickering between my eyes and lips and I felt my heart beats slowing down with her eyes gazing at my lips.

I slowly took my face closer to her and she tilted her face sidewards a little.

I could feel out lips only a few inches apart.

Her breathing was turning uneven and I blinked silently when she slowly moved her face closer and placed her soft lips over mine.

It took me a few moments to realise that her lips was on mine. My lashes forced closed, giving in immediately and my hand wrapped around the back of her waist unknowingly without any effort.

She slowly parted her lips and I did the same. I inhaled deeply when I felt her taking my lower lip between hers.

She sucked slowly for a short moment and pulled back. She lifted her gaze and looked into my eyes.

My eyes looked into her with the wave of questions that were hitting me. I could not believe she kissed me.

She inhaled a deep breath and spread her arms forward.

Her elbows rested against the either side of my shoulders and her palms hanged in the air while she placed her face on my chest.

A slight smile appeared on my face and I tried to ask.

"Want to go to bed? Aishwarya,"

I could feel her breathing calmly against my chest and she shook her head.

"You are different, Hukum,"

She said suddenly and I felt her voice was hoarse and like she was crying.

"Hey, baby,"

I immediately cupped her cheek to make her look at me.

And, the moment I looked into her tearful eyes, my heart skipped a few beats and I asked.

"Why are you crying? Is not it beautiful?"

I tried to ask and she shook her head.

"It is the most beautiful Mehndi I have ever seen,"

She chuckled a little before saying and I wiped her tears while asking.

"Then, why are you crying?"

She smiled and shook her head.

"Because it all looks like a dream. You coming in my life and changing everything, making me laugh, making me feel things I do not want to feel yet crave to feel. And, I am afraid that one day I will wake up and it will all vanish,"

Her voice broke while talking and I sucked on her lower lip while shaking my head.

"It's not a dream, Aishwarya. It's your life now. This is the new beginning of you discovering yourself putting and keeping everything aside and in the past. It's us against the world,"

I said and she smiled.

"Us,"

She repeated in the slow voice and lowered her face again.

I gently started to stroked her hair and she said in a slow and hoarse voice.

"But, I am afraid of going to the hell,"

I thinned my brows and tried to ask.

"Why are you going to the hell?"

She inhaled deeply and lifted her head again and looked into my eyes.

"Because, you made me lie. I am so afraid,"

She said and a slight smile appeared on my face and leaned in closer to her face. 

"Do you want me to do what you lied about?"

I asked in a slow voice and she just stared silently into my eyes before nodding lightly.

I felt like suddenly I was turned on and I bit on my lower lip.

"But,"

She said immediately.

"But?"

I asked and she lowered her gaze.

"I do not want you see me, like... there,"

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