He brought her mouth to his and said, 
"I am going to kiss you until the only name

you will ever taste is mine".

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"Do you have to really go?", she asked looking at her husband who was busy buttoning his jacket looking at the mirror.

"I can't ignore my work", he said without looking at her brushing his hands on his jacket to remove the small creases on the soft expensive cloth. He picked up the hairbrush before brushing his hair curly brown hair properly.

They were slightly longer now falling on his forehead irritating him at times.

"But it's my first Karwa Chauth after marriage", she whispered trying to make him understand the significance it had for her.

"It's not like I am not going to come back. I will return back after five days", he told her making her sigh.

"It's the next day of Karwa Chauth", she tried again but this time he just ignored her wearing his wristwatch. She continued looking at him through the mirror. She didn't want to celebrate that day alone without her husband. She was not scared of keeping a fast, she was scared of being alone the whole day of not being able to open her fast without looking at her husband's face.

She felt emotional at the moment. He was not ready to understand her situation. 

He picked up his bag from the table before walking to her and kissing her forehead. She closed her eyes feeling his lips on her forehead. It was simply a feeling of bliss for both of them.

She wanted to wrap her arms around him. She wanted to forget all her worries in his mind but chose to go against her thoughts as he pulled away.

"Take care", he said walking to the door. She held the head of her bed trying to stop herself from running back in his arms. He stopped for a moment making her hopeful. She wished he would just turn back and say something more. More than just a bye. Something which will give peace to her heart. 

But it didn't take a second for him to break her heart and leave without even giving a glance at her way. She bit her lower lip trying to control her tears. Without her wish few tears escaped the secrecy of her eyes, showing her pain clearly. She sat on the bed clutching the bedsheets in a tight grip.

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She woke up early in the morning at 3:30 am. Her mother never used to have Sargi while keeping the fast but her mother-in-law wanted her to have something. Rajshri felt that her daughter-in-law was too sensitive to stay without food and water for the whole day so she decided to give her Sargi at 4 in the morning.

Kimaya got dressed in a red suit. It took a lot of time to wash her hair and remove the henna, which the henna artist applied to her hands last night.

She got ready like a newly wedded bride which she was actually with her hands filled with red bangles, nuptial chain, and vermilion in between her hair partition. She saw it was already 3:55. She went downstairs quickly after wearing her dupatta.

They did all the rituals silently. Everybody could see how unhappy she was and the reason was her husband of course.

He left four days ago and there was not a single call from his side. She tried to reach him but it was always his secretary who would answer his calls. Kimaya walked upstairs to her room to find Aarush sleeping on her bed.

She was not comfortable sleeping alone so of course she asked Reema to let Aarush sleep with her and her little brother-in-law was more than excited to do that. She really adored him because of his cuteness and innocence. 

He was nothing like her husband. How can these two be brothers? She always wondered.

The whole day, she continued playing with Aarush as the other didn't bother her wanting her to get some rest. It was already 5 when there was a knock on her door. Aarush was having his afternoon nap at this point.

Kimaya frowned not knowing who could be here at this point. She picked up her dupatta walking to the door only to find Shrishti and Reema outside with bright smiles.

"Bhabhi send us here to give you your outfit for today", Reema said showing her a bag, she was carrying in her right hand.

"It was not needed, Chachi", Kimaya said as they entered inside.

"It's been years since I came here", Shrishti said making Kimaya frown.

"Why would you say that?", Kimaya asked her which made both the ladies look at her.

"Actually Bhai doesn't like anybody to enter his room", Shrishti said which was quite weird for Kimaya. He didn't like company much.

"Acha Bhabhi, we would get you ready today", Shrishti said giving her outfit in her hands before slightly pushing her in the bathroom. Kimaya sighed when the door was closed behind her.

She shook her head before taking a shower. She came in front of the mirror in the bathroom to stare at herself. She looked lifeless without him and as much as she felt pathetic for feeling like that but still this was the truth. She couldn't lie to herself.

She got changed in the heavy pastel pink colored lehenga and came outside to find Reema Chachi handling Aarush who was still sleepy and irritated at the same time.

She sat in front of the vanity in the closet as Shrishti started doing her makeup. She felt so weird. Her sister-in-law was about 19 and still, she was so good at makeup, and here she knew nothing about it.

After sometimes Reema entered inside and made her wear the heavy diamond necklace. Kimaya felt like a doll at this moment who had no right to deny. It felt difficult for her to even breathe in the heavy jewelry as they made her wear the heavy earrings. With the heavy pearl maang tikka and the diamond rings in her fingers along with the glass bangles, she felt like she was being the bride again.

What was the need of getting this much ready her husband was not going to be there to appreciate her beauty? She cursed herself for thinking like that when Shrishti made her wear the small bindi between her eyebrows.

The previous day only her mother-in-law asked some beauticians to be at the mansion who did her eyebrows and wax which was again a torture task. 

She finally took a deep breath as they got done with her after making her wear the pearl waist chain going well with the heavy lehenga. 

"Oh god, it's already 7. I need to get ready as well. Kimaya comes downstairs after an hour and doesn't forget to cover your face with the veil",  Reema said walking outside taking Aarush with her. 

Kimaya wanted to shout right now. What was the need of getting ready this much if she was to cover her face? She wondered as Shrishti left the room as well. 

She turned to the mirror staring at herself before removing the big nose ring. It was damn heavy and uncomfortable.

She came back to her room to look at their engagement picture on the wall. His hold around her waist was gentle yet demanding. Demanding her to look into his eyes which she was unable to do.

In these five days, many things became clear to her and however much she wanted to deny them she couldn't ignore them. She felt hurt at his behavior and disturbed at what she saw in his office. She just wishes she never visited his cabin that day.

She closed her eyes sitting on the corner checking her phone again for any potential messages from him. 

When something else caught her attention. The henna in her hand.

She smiled sadly looking at the dark color. She just wishes it would've been true what people said. 

She just wished if his emotions for her were as dark as her henna. She just wishes so. She whispered unknowingly placing a kiss on her palm where his name was written.

She continued tracing his name when Shrishti called her downstairs making sure she looked perfect, she pulled down the veil covering her face. 

All the ladies of the Ahlawat family completed further rituals praying for their husband's long and happy life.

"Ma, the moon is here", Aarush squealed running inside the mansion with Shantanu following him back.

Kimaya felt her heartbreaking more at the news. He wasn't here till now and she was tired of waiting. 

"Kimaya, you also break your fast", Rajshri said keeping her hand on Kimaya's shoulder which made her nod. Kimaya was thankful her face was not visible at this moment. Anybody could see the disappointment and humiliation she felt when he wasn't here.

She tried to ignore the words of the woman around who came to Ahlawat mansion to celebrate their Karwa Chauth but couldn't. They all were mean. She could clearly hear them saying how a disappointment she was as his wife. That's why he is not here with her on her first Karwa Chauth.

She saw the males of the family breaking their wives fast as she walked upstairs not wanting to torture her anymore. She was again expecting too much from him. 

She didn't care about the veil on her face as she entered inside her room throwing herself on the bed crying her heart out. Her heart was yearning for him which made her cry more. She somewhere had a hope that he would be here but he proved her wrong.

She continued sobbing holding his pillow when she felt a touch on her exposed waist making her jerk away from the cold touch. She looked back to find him through her teary vision and the net dupatta.

She felt like she was hallucinating things but the look in his hazel eyes said otherwise. 

He held her elbow softly before making her sit properly in front of him and remove the veil covering her face. He took a deep breath looking at the tears covering her beautiful face. She closed her eyes feeling his fingers wiping her tears. She sniffed lightly before throwing her arms around his neck crying in his arms.

She kissed his neck unknowingly her arms tightening around him which made him hold her delicate waist pulling away from her. She stared at him with her wet eyelashes. Her face flushed with all the crying along with her nose and eyes.

"You kept the fast", he asked gently as she nodded slowly.

"Let's go. We need to open your fast", he said holding her wrist making her stand, and covering her face with the veil. She was too overwhelmed with the surrounding that she followed his every command unknowingly. 

He walked downstairs holding her hand in his. Everybody around could see the powerful bond they two shared. The ladies who were speaking ill about her moments ago were silent right now.

She picked up her Aarti thali from the table and did what her mother-in-law instructed her. She stared at the moon first through the sieve and then looked at him. His height again towering over her as he stared down at her. The aura around him was powerful than ever.

He made her drink the water before feeding her the sweets.

"You need to take his blessings by touching his feet", Rajshri said with a smile. Kimaya frowned at her words. Why would she take his blessings? He was not superior to her or was he?

She looked around to find all the ladies looking at her. She didn't really want to make a scene here so she simply bowed touching his feet the way everybody wanted ignoring her brain who was strongly against this. 

She didn't want people to talk ill about her relation.

She had her food silently and walked back to her room. He walked behind her and held her wrist as soon as the door was closed. She struggled to break through his grip but it only made him pull her in his arms.

He removed the pins holding her veil at a place making it fall down to her feet. She took a deep breath feeling cold air hit her exposed back because of the backless blouse.

"You were coming tomorrow right?", she asked as he nuzzled in the face in her neck making a slight moan escape from her lips.

"If I would've come tomorrow, I won't have been able to see you like this", he mumbled. His lips touching her sensitive skin with every word he said making her clutch his coat in her hands

"I called you so many times", she whispered feeling the tears in her eyes.

"I know", he said making her frown. If he knew, he should've called back.

"If I say I was doing this willingly because of how you ignored me. I prescheduled the meeting to happen this week otherwise it was to take place next month", he said as the little struggles from her side stopped which made him pull away. She stared at him in disbelief.

"You think this is a joke", she asked him in a mere whisper taking a few steps from him making him grit.

"Don't", he warned her making her stop immediately.

"What am I to you?", she asked making him stop and stare at her.

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So how was it? A pretty hard chapter to pen down...

By the way, your author is quite impressed with my writing skills. At least, this girl likes something in me. 

Off to the chapter, if you ask me personally though Randhir seems like a hot dude but I hate him so much for his behavior. While Kimaya is more of a realistic person who doesn't like to be controlled. They are like fire over fire but still, I like the couple together.

Now that your dear author is not working on the upcoming few chapters, I can promise you something new. Let it be a secret between you and me. And the lehenga is of course her choice.

Do tell me if you liked the update?