She was just moving her steps forward, that her hair got stuck into a thorn of a flower. She held the flower and took her hair out. She started pondering the flower, and then, she did cursor her eyes over all the flowers ornamented over there. They were used for the decoration, as a sign of happiness and merriment, but they had somewhat dejection within them. This confused her. But then she just brushed her thoughts aside, that they're just flowers.

She walked ahead and went to the main hall, and stood behind a pillar, having the view of haldi getting applied to Mahira. This gave her heart a slight pounding feel. The haldi, on which she already had the complete rights, was getting applied onto another girl. She was on a verge of crying, but controlled. Her being in a marital relationship with him was not only the reason of her distress, but the feeling of 'owning him', the feeling, that he belongs to her. Not only as a husband, but 'everything', by every means.

She tilted her head aside and saw him descending the stairs. Tears welled up in her eyes. He had a dullness in his eyes, and dolor on his face. He slowly stepped forward, and sat on the stage, from where Mahira had left as her haldi got done. His haldi started. She couldn't see him performing a ritual in the name of someone else. It was hurting her heart. She left from there teary eyed, after having the last glance, of the haldi applied on his face getting wet with the tears shedding from his eyes.

He was sitting there with a silent face. His eyes were watered, but he then made the tears still and didn't let pour out. It was of no use as well. He couldn't do anything, but just give his life into other's hands without even the permission of his damn freaking pumping organ. Every time a person applies him haldi, the heart cries. Why could this all not be for her? Why is she not there?

She kept her hand on the pillar, and let her heart out. The sobs which were camouflaged inside her heart, were now being easily heard by the dark walls of the store room. The murk in the room was making it easy for her to pour out her feelings. She just wept.
There, his haldi was done. Rakhi asked Karan to take the haldi bowl with him and keep it in the store room, as the servants were not around, and Karan was already going to his room. He took the bowl with him. When he reached the room, he heard some sobs, some weeps, which he perhaps knew were whose. He didn't know why, but those cries just wrenched his heart. He immediately went inside the room.

His heart just trembled. Seeing her there, and that too like that made him feel like his world has just stopped. Tears filled up in his balls. His mind was kind of oblivious but the heart felt a piercing squeeze seeing that. He moved close to her. She was crying badly. Not so loud, but silent cries are the worst. The most painful. One cries silently when they feel alone, aloof, helpless, unsupported. And that was paining his heart too much, just like her. Even they didn't know, but they still were sharing the pain, through their connected hearts & souls.

She looked up and saw him standing there in front of her. She quickly wiped her tears and was about to go, but he held her hand and went in front of her. He was still just lost in the hurt & cries of her he saw. He intensely looked into her eyes, with his all welled up eyes. She reciprocated the same emotions. They were having an emotional, painful, eye to eye discussion. She bowed her head down while crying. Their tears were unstoppable. He shook his head and slowly wiped her tears. They shared a deep eyelock.

After sometime, he realised the moment and moved a little back & asked while widening his eyes "Kyun aayi ho tum yahaan?"
She didn't say anything. He again asked, focusing his eyes on her. "Bolo? Kyun aayi ho haan!?" She glared him and was about to go but he pulled her from waist. This time, they shared a raging, an angry, a powerful eyelock. Exchanging the hurt, in a different manner. Covering the love, by the sheets of hate and anger.

"Jao yahaan se, haldi hui hai na tumhari? Toh mere paas kya karrahe ho. Apni would be wife ke paas jao". He gritted his teeth listening this. "Shut up okay! Aur meri marzi mai jaun ya na jaun. Mujhe mat batao mujhe kya karna hai". He said while pulling her more close to himself. She angrily pushed him back, and as he was still holding the haldi bowl in his one hand, a little of it fell over his shirt due to the push.

He angrily looked at her. "What the....." He stopped speaking and his anger transformed into a smirk. Preeta couldn't understand his expressions. She just looked at him confusingly. He moved closer, while she was just thinking what he's gonna do now. He came more closer, she became quite nervous. As he came just a few inches away from her, her heart started beating faster, and a gulp escaped her throat. She was looking anywhere but not him. While his smirk grew wider. He came more close to her, and now their bodies were in touch with each other. He pulled her more close, leaving not even a little distance between. Tightly pressed against each other. With their hearts, creating an unusual, mesmeric symphony that they could not only feel, but hear as well.

He kept the bowl on the table beside, and looked at her with love in his eyes, that he himself was probably not aware of. Causing her to lower her eyes in blush & nervousness. He entered his hand inside the bowl and took out some haldi with his fingers. She still was looking down, that he slowly applied a layer of haldi on her cheek making her shocked. She looked at him with those innocent eyes of hers, making him lost more into herself. He took out a little more haldi, and gently applied it on her neck. His touch on her skin made her close her eyes, and her lips separated from each other, for the feels that ran across her entire body.

Keeping his one hand on her arm, and the other on one side of her neck, he lowered down his head, digging his face in her neck, he rubbed his cheek over there, on her neck where the haldi was applied. The proximity they were sharing brought in extreme heat in the moment. A moan left out of her mouth, and chills ran down her spine. His sensuous touches completely made her give herself to him. She was just lost into the atmosphere, his feels, his closeness, his touches. Going through the sides of her waist, his hands got locked on the back of her waist, wrapping her body in his arms.

They had their eyes closed, with their faces glowing with the light of the calmness they were getting being close to each other. His face was buried in her hair, and hers on the side of his neck, resting her chin on his shoulder. They were not realising anything expect for 'Them', and this is all that mattered for them at the moment. They wanted to get all the feels of it. Of each other. Her soft breathes on his neck was making him lose the resistance. From her hair, going down, trailing his nose from the side of her neck, he dug his face in the crook.

She tightly clenched his arms that she was holding. He tightened the grasp of his hand on her waist. Their breaths fastened. They couldn't just hear anything, except for the voices of their breathes. It was working as a catalyst in the proximity. He moved his hands from her waist, up to her unclad back. She was loosening herself more and more, as he was increasing the closeness between them. She hugged him tight. He took out some more haldi from the bowl in his hand, and applied a layer on her back. Making her getting her body closer to his.

Their bodies were so close to each other, that suddenly.. Their legs got tangled with each other, and their feet slipped, making them fall down on the floor, hitting his elbow on the bowl of haldi, which made it fall with them as well. They were lying on the floor, him being over her. Her head was on a sack which was placed right there. They were deeply looking into each other's eyes. The dark brown hues of his iris, were performing the emulsion with the bewitching golden brown of hers, inducing an ethereal sublimation.

He took out his hand out of her waist, and travelled it on the side where the haldi was spilled. He again took some in his hand, and slowly moved his hand over her chest, making it covered with the haldi. She took a deep breathe, closing her eyes, as he touched her like this. His affects on her was making it much hotter. He rubbed his another cheek, on her haldi-smeared chest, while her hands tightly held his neck, slightly digging the nails in his nape. He dug his face in the side of her neck, and his hands tightly yet gently held her arms, while she clasped his neck in her arms, embracing him in a soothing hug.

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