OK SO THEY FINALLY DID IT HUH?

ANYWAYS.....INDIA WON THE SERIES!!!!

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Aashna's pov:

Sleeping was weird after last night....waking up was weird too.

I don't know what I'm feeling it's just a very strange feeling because right now I'm laying on our bed with a shubman sleeping on his stomach with his face squished on the pillow.

And...I'm just laying.

Does after-sex feel like that?

I squinted my eyes to look at the clock on the wall in the dimly lit room.

It was 6:35 a.m.

I think I should probably get up.

As I sat up, I scrunched up my nose at the sting that I felt in my lower region.

I decided to get up.

Getting up hurt a bit but I think I'll manage.

With a slight limp, I tip toed to the bathroom and looked at myself.

Fuck...my hair looks horrible. I swear I'm never using hair spray on my hair again. At least not in that amount.

I stepped into the shower and set the temperature high.

A warm shower always soothes soreness.

Stepping into the shower, I let the water soothe my shoulders and my back that hurted.

After a good hour of showering, I stepped into the closet to find a nice saree.

I think pink would be nice. Typical, but nice!

I rewore my choodha after draping the saree. I know this would be surprising but I'm actually pretty good at draping sarees.

And I did light makeup and let my hair out of the towel to let it dry naturally, I've never been one of those people who blow dry their hair unless you have to style it, so I just let them dry on their own mostly.

I pat dried the ends that were reaching till my butt now, I think I need a haircut and applied sindoor.

After finally wearing my anklets, I wore my heels and walked out of the closet.

I saw shubman sleeping on his stomach with one side of his face squished on the pillow.

I found a smile tugging at my lips and walked over to him, avoiding mu limp and sat down at the side of the bed with a wince.

And bent down to kiss him on the cheek.

I checked the time, it was 8 now.

I should go out. As I got up to leave, I felt my pallu of my saree being pulled.

Turning back with an inaudible gasp, I saw Shubman clutching the cloth between his fingers. And smiling with closed eyes.

"Ahem ahem.....so you weren't sleeping." I stated.

"I am sleeping. What do you mean?" He said covering his eyes.

"Well then it would be nice if you left my saree." I said.

"I just want to spend more time with you." He said.

I sat on the bed beside him.

"Bolo kya hai?" I said keeping my hands on either side of him.

"You don't know aise subah kitni mannaton ke baad milti hai." He said.

"Kesi subah?" I asked him in a whisper.

"Jisme tum mujhe daily aise hi kissi karke uthao aur tumhare baalon ke paani se meri neend khul jaye aur mai aise hi roz tumhe rok liya karun." He said.

"Bas aaj uthaya hai! Iska matlab yeh nhi ki mai daily itni jaldi utha karungi!" I said to him.

"Toh mai utha diya karunga." He said.

"Accha theek hai, ab mujhe jaane do!" I said and ran out of the room taking my pallu over my shoulder.

I saw mummy in the kitchen with some other ladies.

"Uth gayi bahu? Hamare yahan toh bahuain subah uth kar sara kaam kar leti hain!" Buaji said.

"Ji haan...wo kal raat thoda...late ho gya tha sone mai toh..." I said and blushed.

"Haan haan aaj kal ke bachhon mai bilkul bhi sabr nhi hai. Aur wese bhi aaj kal toh shaadi se pehle sab kucch ho jata hai na?" She said.

"Um...mujhe nhi pta aap...kis baare mai bol rhi hain..." I trailed off knowing exactly what she's saying ofc .

"Chalo aaj iski pehli rasoi hai, ham sab bahar jaa rhe hain, ab tu stove ki puja karke sabse pehle kuchh meetha bana dena theek hai beta?" Mummy said and I nodded my head.

I did exactly as she said, and turned the stove on, and made halwa with lots of ghee.

I should prepare lunch too...

I went to ask mummy what to prepare, "Mummy mai lunch mai kya banau?" I asked her.

"Itne saare mehmaan hain ghar par, tu kese banayegi itna saara khana?" She said to me.

"Arey toh kya hua? Mai bana dungi." I said to her.

"Chalo ab shagun toh ho hi gya hai, ham log help karwa denge." Mummy said and we both moved to the kitchen.

I think that things are starting to get better now.

Shubman came into the kitchen rubbing his eyes.

"Uth gya mera baccha? Beth jaa mai paani deti hu." His mom said touching his cheek affectionately.

Seriously?

Giving them a look, kept on cutting the vegetables.

He came over to me after his mom went out for a moment.

"Why are you cooking?" He asked me standing at my side with his palm resting on the counter.

"Because.....aise hi?" I shrugged.

"You're too good to be true." He said hugging me from the back.

"And your mouth stinks." I said to him.

He immediately pulled away, and I instantly pulled him back.

"I merely stated a fact, did I complain?" I said.

"Don't tell me that tumhe meri muh ki smell bhi acchi lagti hai...." He said with a weird expression.

"I mean....ab bacha hi kya hai? You inserted your organ in me from which you pee too. So I guess morning breath becomes pretty much okay right?" I said realising the fact.

"Uh....ok...I love you, let's leave it at that." He said and kissed my cheek.

"Batao kya chahiye?" I asked him.

"Dudu." He muttered.

"What?!" I asked.

"Milk! Plain milk." He said and I nodded in realisation.

"Let me warm it for you." I said and moved to the fridge but he stopped me mid-way.

"I'd rather drink directly from the source..." He said burying his head in my shoulder.

"Shubman!! We're not in the bedroom, thodi si sharam kar lo!" I said and pushed him off me.

He chuckled and sat on the breakfast table.

"Here is it." I said keeping the glass on the table.

"Thank you." He said looking directly in my eyes.

I smiled and moved back to the counter where I was working earlier.

I could feel his eyes on me so I looked back and saw him staring at me while drinking from the cup.

"What?!" I asked him.

He gulped it down in two gulps and moved towards me.

"Just admiring you. Or maybe your ass, but that's a part of you!" He said.

"Shubman, shayad tum bhul jaate ho that alot of people are present in the house." I said and moved his hand that had reached my butt.

Suddenly we heard a gasp.

"Sorry chachu, hamne kuchh nhi dekha!" A few kids stood by the doorway of the kitchen.

"Arey bacchon, esa kuchh nhi hai, ham toh bas...bas...wo-"

"Haan pta hai chachi, romance kar rhe the, haina? Hamne bhi movies mai dekha hai yeh sab!" One of them said to me.

"Abhi bataun tum logon ko? Bhago yahan se, bade aaye movies ke bacche!" Shubman chased them out of the kitchen and they ran away screaming making me laugh and brightened my mood.

He looks so good with kids.

Ik Aashna ki inner voice, but this is our time, let us enjoy it before we have kids to invade our privacy.

I got back to cutting onions and squinted my eyes and held my breath to avoid tearing up and ruining my kajal.

"Yeh kese kaat rhi ho tum?" I heard mummy's voice and turned back to see her with a look on her face.

I was cutting the onions horizontally instead of vertically because it genuinely tastes better like this.

"Mummy, mujhe pta hai ki this is different from normal lekin sach mai aise aur bhi accha taste aata hai, aur aapko pta hai, mere papa hamesha ese hi karte hai, aur mai bhi." I told her excitedly.

"Woh sab theek hai lekin ab jo bhi sikha hai wo bhul ke jo yahan hota hai woh seekh jao, hamare yahan esa hi hota hai." Mummy said sternly and turned to do something else.

I don't understand, one moment she's so nice and the other she behaves like she still hates me....

I gulped down my emotions and began to do it how she was saying.

I don't know how to chop onions vertically so it's taking me longer than usual. And well, the tears finally burn my eyes.

After chopping them, I finally retreat from the kitchen and walk over to the powder room to wash my eyes.

Fuck....onions are painful.

I came out of the bathroom and saw Shahneel di walking down the stairs while rubbing her eyes in a long T-shirt.

Mujhe bhi comfortable kapde pehenne haiii😭

I smiled upon seeing her and she squinted her eyes as she came down.

"Didi! You're awake!" I said and hugged her waist as she was standing a step higher.

"I'm up, but what happened to you?" She asked.

"I was cutting onions...so yk.." I said.

"Are you sure?" She said in her groggy morning voice.

"Duh!" I said and walked with her to the kitchen.

She opened one of the drawers and began to make herself breakfast.

"So....how was last night?" She asked making me pause in my actions.

"Uh...what? I mean...." I looked at her to see her wiggling her brows playfully.

"Are you seriously gonna make me ask?" She said to me.

"I mean...you are my nanad, and I'm married to your brother...so I think it's not....appropriate to...." I trialed off blushing.

"So you're saying you're not my bestie anymore?" She said shaking her head.

"What? No! Ok fine so listen..." I began.

And I gave her the idea of everything that happened but not too many details. Thanks to her, she understood before I had to say the words.

"So.....conclusion, are you ok?" She held my shoulders and asked me.

"I mean...it hurted...and I still have the trauma, but...I think I'll be fine, hehe" I said.

"It's gonna be alright over time." She said making me nod.

As lunch time arrived, everything was almost ready.

I don't know how to make round chapatis so Shahneel di was rolling them while I cooked them.

When everyone tasted the food, they liked it very much so.

"Arey waah, aaj toh mami ne bada accha khana banaya hai!" Deepti said as everyone tasted the food.

"Mami ne nhi, yeh bhabhi ne banaya hai!" Shahneel di said to her.

"Wow bhabhi, aap toh keart mami se bhi accha khana banati ho!" She said and I gave her a small smile.

I wish she hadn't said something like that.

"Nhi...esa nhi hai....mummy ne hi toh mujhe sikhaya hai." I said.

Everyone began to eat and I too sat quietly to eat beside Shubman.

Suddenly, my hand that was on the table felt his warm fingers and I looked at everyone to see if they had noticed this act.

He pulled my hand down to his lap making my eyes go wide.

I tried to take my hand out of his but he just gripped it harder.

I tried to nudge him by my knee a few times but he just ate with his one hand with a ghost of a smile on his faceface.

And me? How tf am I supposed to eat with my left hand? I mean I do practice things with my left hand but that is just a mind activity!

I kicked him harder but he still didn't let go.

So I lifted my foot and brought it upon his, pricking him with my sandal heel.

"Oowwww" He let go of my hand at once at my action and I quickly pulled it away.

"Are you ok?" I acted in front of our family members and he glared at my for a split second.

"Ki ho gya puttar?" Papa asked him.

"Haan beta...kya hua?" Mummy said.

"Kuchh nhi...wo bas....thoda sa khana atak gya tha gale mai." He said and I looked down to hide my smile.

"Yeh lo paani pi lo, kahin wind pipe mai na chala jaye." I handed him my glass of water.

"Arey bhai shubhi, dheere dheere kha le, I mean hame pata hai ki Aashna ne khana banaya hai but control yourself." Shahneel di teased us.

"Kya di, aap bhi na!" I said to her.

We continued to eat and then it was time for dessert.

"No sorry, mai meetha nhi khaunga, I've already had enough sugar in the food. And it's too oily." Shubman said as I placed the bowl of the halwa in front of him causing my excited smile to fall.

"Oh...ok." I said and picked up the bowl.

"Uh....wait, you made it?" He asked me.

"It doesn't matter shub....it's ok if you don't wanna eat, you don't have to." I said to him.

"No no no no, if you've made it, I'll eat it, why didn't you tell me?" He took the bowl from my hands.

"Yk...halwa is supposed to be sweet and it's not oil, it's ghee!" I said with gritted teeth and stabbed the spoon in the halwa kept in front of him making him flinch.

"Abhi sab log thoda aaram kar lo, shaam ko reception bhi hai, toh koi bhi thaka hua nhi dikhna chahiye." Mummy said.

We all retired to our rooms and I decided to throw a tantrum in front of Shubman.

"Baby....I didn't know that you made it, agar mujhe pta hota toh..." He stopped when I entered the washroom and closed the door with a thud.

"BURA NA MAANO BAAT KA, YEH PYAAR HAI GILA NHI..." He sang, more like shouted the lyrics of the songs.

Uhh....husbands are annoying!!

I stormed out of the bathroom after washing my hands.

"Kya hai?!?!? Chilla kyo rahe ho??!" I shouted at him.

He instantly made that puppy face.

"Mai toh tumhe apni singing se khush rha tha...." He said.

"Isey tum singing kehte ho!? Sirf chilla rhe the tum!" I said.

"Accha sorry dharm patni ji, ab maan bhi jao! Sorry na!" He said making me melt by the address.

"Accha theek hai, tum bhi na!" I sat on the bed with a sigh.

He sat beside me and took my hand in his and planted several kisses to the back of my hand and my knuckles.

"Bada pyaar aa rha hai?" I taunted.

"It's pyaar and admiration....because you are doing so well in everything over here." He said assuringly.

"Am I? I don't even know what to do." I said.

"Do exactly what you feel like, because I trust your feelings baby." He said.

Batao ab ispar pyaar aaye toh kesa na?

I nodded and tears filled my eyes because my dad said the same thing to me before I went to Australia.

I hugged him and my shoulders dropped because now I miss my family....

"Kya hua? Huh? Theek ho?" He asked me touching my cheek.

"I'm fine." I said swallowing my own saliva.

"I just....miss mumma and papa and....yk, my home." I said.

"Oh ho, this is your home, I'm sure you miss it there but baby, you can literally meet them whenever you like. I know it's not the same as it was. But hey! You'll see them today! At the reception!" He tried to lighten my mood.

"And what after it huh?" I said.

"After it....we'll be travelling to all the honeymoon spots in the world for the next month I guess....." He said.

"Ok ok, I'm excited!" I said.

"See? I know how to make you happy!" He said.

"You do..." I trailed off.

HEYYY, I'M SO SO SO SORRY FOR A LATE CHAPTER BUT THIS WEEK HAS BEEN VERY HECTIC FOR ME AND I'VE GOT SUCH LESS TIME, AND I TRIED TO WRITE THIS.....