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"But I want to know, how can I please him" I asked hesitantly and she smirked looking at me.

" All you need to do is sensually move your hand from his face, tracing his forehead and nose. Then kiss on his eyes very lightly. Move your fingers down and trace his lips, lower lip with thumb for longer time and then kiss on your thumb teasing him. This will ignite the much needed fire in him. Either he will push you under him or will submit himself to you. In both case, its your win" She said winking at me.

I felt my cheeks getting warmer with her explanation only and doing it seems next to impossible. I felt the worms and snakes of my stomach playing again. I was feeling hot all of sudden imagining me and him like that.

I was into myself when she spoke again.

Oh, there is more.

" If he gave you time to dominate then move your hand sensually down, trace every part and left light kisses and then getting lower and lower, you will reach danger zone slash his pleasure zone and here he will guide you by himself." She whispered last words and I listen with utmost concentration.

I nodded thinking about her words.

"I think enough for now, just know that you can do all the things to him that he can to you and your body." She said and closed her eyes saying," Good night Ishu"

But my brain was overworking, no where near to sleep. I was thinking again and again about her words and imagining about his reactions.

I know he will be shocked. 

But his pleasure zone.... I was thinking about that only.

I have seen little boys, they have different body shape and have different place to pee. 

I think deeply, connected the dots and my brain clicked it. 

Like I get immense pleasure when he lick me or suck me down there, my pee point, same he will get pleasure when I will lick and suck his. 

Oh yes!

But that is so small of kids, might get a bit big when they grow up. May be 2 or 3 inch.

But that's so weird, I don't know who discovered such weird things for a couple to do. Why can't it be a sophisticated and mannered relation like other relations are?

Why is it needed to do so much weird, sinful, dirty......ummm.... but I can not deny that it felt pleasurable, loved and good as well. 

Whatever it is, I am ready to do everything if it gives him pleasure. If he can do it for me then I can as well.

I was thinking right somehow, I need to touch him like he do to me.

But is he too.... sensitive at his nipples as well? Because I am very much. 

I looked at my clothed breast for a while. But his are so tiny and mine are big in comparison. 

I need to check whether they work or not.

My brain then drifted to the moment he touched me down there. It was two times. One with his mouth and then with his fingers. And the sensations peaked up so much that I end up producing that sinful sounds and releasing for him. The feeling felt so different. My brain and body in his total control and I do everything that he want.

His sensual and soft touch on my body gives me feeling of being immensely loved. The way his lips trace each pore of my skin with utmost care and adoration, I feel like melting in his beautiful and delicate embrace. 

His each word and every action is creating a new Ishwasa. With every closeness, I am discovering a new me.

I was never into anything other than swords or arrows and bows but he is making me look at things in different way. 

When ever I see rose, a huge smile appear on my face, I called him that on our very first night. When ever I see moon, I remember him, he call me Mahrooh. Whenever I walk, I hear the sound of my jewellery, especially the anklets and a shy smile appear on my lips, he call this sound his ISHQ. When ever I see myself in mirror, I feel his presence in each pore of mine, same as if he is kissing me, teasing me, worshipping me.

A shiver ran down my spine when my mind drifted about the sinful things he do to me. I fisted my hand on pillow feeling hot all of sudden. Everything is fine between us. After knowing that every couple do it, even more than that, my brain drifted to what more.

Him using his tongue down there was too much for me to handle. I clenched my thighs feeling the sensations rolling down my whole body. I felt my cheeks warming.

I bit my lower lip tightly at the realisation. 

Am I craving his touch?  

I turned to one side feeling timid and lonely all of sudden. His face was coming again and again when I close my eyes. 

The charming smile, those tiny dimples, his beautiful green eyes, I was missing him so much. 

I don't want to remember this but my brain was forcing me to think about his biceps and.... and ... his manly chest, that abs are so attractive. 

Now that I know I can touch his abs as well as kiss on it, my fingers were itching. 

 A beautiful smile appear on my lips thinking that he must be missing me as well. 

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Next day during lunch.....

I jumped from here to there feeling so light and stress free. It felt amazing to meet all the old friends. I gossiped with them a lot. They told me about everything happened in these years. 

I was wearing light weight cloths and minimal jewellery feeling so free. 

Just his gifted anklets and waistchain was there which were reminding me of him again and again. 

I was missing him badly.

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I was giggling and walking toward the kitchen area along with five of my cousins and kanu. We all were about to enter when we heard someone talking inside.

We all look at each other and stopped instantly. We walk on tiptoes to hear what was happening. It might give us with new gossip.

"Aap chale jaije Ranaji... tang na kijiye hame" 

"Go from here ranaji.... don't trouble me" It was bhabhisa saying.

"Nahi... kahi nahi jayege apni priye ardhangini ko chhod kar" 

"No I will not go anywhere leaving my beautiful wife" It was Arya bhaisa.

I looked at Kanu and she winked at me smirking.

 I squinted my gaze at her and whispered," We should leave"

She smashed her hand on her forehead as if disappointed by me and scolded in hushed voice," Shut up ishu"

I looked at everyone confused and they were so much interested in listening. I stood there feeling the heated gazes on me.

"Pati parmeshwar ji.... ham bta rahe chhod dijiye hamara hath anyatha ye garam kadchhi laga denge." 

"Pati parmeshwar ji (My dear husband), I am telling you... leave my hand otherwise I will put this burning hot ladle on yours" I heard bhabhisa saying and my eyes widen while they all giggled.

"Aap hi ke hain ham ardhangini ji... jo chahe laga lijiye, chahe to ye garam kadchhi.... chahe aapke honth..."

"I am yours only ardhangini ji (dear wifey) ... put whatever you want... be it this hot ladle or.... your lips" 

I heard bhaisa saying and my cheeks burned with embarrassment. I quickly left the place and they all followed me giggling. 

"Bhaisa is so much romantic.. no one can ever know looking at his so much strict and rude personality." One of my cousin said and they all giggled.

I squinted my gaze and said." Don't you have a bit shame?"

They all shook their head in sync and I huffed in annoyance. 

They all are mental.

"Come here everyone... lunch is ready, let's have it" I heard maasa calling us and we all nodded moving to dining area. We all settled on seats and in no time Yash, Shourya and Shreshth bhaisa joined along with babasa.

I heard the sound of anklet bells and we all looked at the entrance. I saw bhabhi sa entering in the room followed by Arya bhaisa. Bhabhisa was all red and bhaisa has a smirk on his face. I averted my gaze slightly understanding the situation.

"Arey bhabhi sa, why are you so red?" I heard shourya bhaisa saying and bhabhi sa looked at him shocked. Arya bhaisa coughed out of sudden and she offered water to him.

"I was in the kitchen..might be because of hot temperature there" She replied nervously.

"Hmm hmm.. temperature was really hot" She said smirking and bhabhisa gave her nervous laugh.

"When Jawai sa is arriving gudiya?" Babasa asked me and everyone gave attention to me suddenly.

"He will come tomorrow babasa" I replied.

"Okay then, maharani sa, tomorrow meals should be according to his preference. Prepare the biggest guest chamber for him and there should be no mistake in his welcome. Our jawai sa is coming first time and we have to give our best." Babasa said excitedly. I smiled to myself looking at everyone looking so passionate about his welcome. 

"Don't worry about meals, I and bahurani will take care of it personally." Maasa chimed.

"I will take care of everything babasa, don't worry" Arya bhaisa said assuring. 

"I will take him to tour of palace and nearby." Shourya bhaisa chirped.

We all then had lunch with a lot of chitchat. 

In evening we assembled in the kitchen area where bhabhisa and maasa were personally arranging for tomorrow's meals. I sat there looking at them keenly working so effortlessly. How easy for them to arrange everything along with mixing and matching. And here I am, don't even know the names of half of the ingredients even.

"Kal to kadhi ke sath 56 bhog banege, Gatte ki sabji ki tayyari alag se kyu kar rahi hain aap bhabhisa ?"

"Menu for Tomorrow is 56 dishes along with kadhi then why are you preparing for gatte ki curry bhabhisa?

Kanika asked bhabhi sa and she looked as if caught doing some theft. Everyone looked at her expecting answer and I noticed a faint blush appearing on her cheek.

She fumbled with her words looking at maasa for a mere moment and then back to Kanika," Wo.. wo..."

"Oooo... I get it.. you are making for Arya bhaisa because its his favourite, right?" Kanu said mischievously making her go red. She did not say anything but looked down blushing.

" Hmm... now who will remember this old mother when you have a newly wed who can fulfil your demands daily." Maasa said dramatically and bhabhisa panicked.

"Its not like that maasa... he... he just..." Bhabhi sa was on verge of crying and we all laughed out loud along with maasa. She looked down more embarrassed.

Maasa went near her and caressed her hairs while saying," you both are happy together then I am the happiest person on this planet. What more a mother needs other than seeing her kids happy?? Absolutely nothing " 

Bhabhisa hugged her and I ran to them saying, "Include me as well" 

Maasa left the kitchen as someone called her and now only us youngsters were there.

I looked how passionately and smilingly bhabhisa was making daal. There was a different calmness on her face. I looked at Kanu and she too was collecting ingredients. I squinted my gaxe and asked

"What are you doing Kanika??"

"Your jijosa loves gajar ka halwa a lot.... so I thought I should make it in dinner because he will be here till dinner." 

"I feel dumb. Everyone here making something for their husbands and I don't know anything. " I sulked

Bhabhisa laughed while saying," Mallika e hind you don't know but the way to husband's heart pass through his stomach. So if you wamt to make him happy.... fill his tummy first."

"And then you can proceed to other things... you know" Kanika said winking at me and my eyes widen in shock.

They all giggled while bhabhisa said," What is need of burning in this hot temperature when you have your husband already wrapped around your pinky, no mallika-e-Hind?"

I felt heat rushing to my cheeks and looked down timidly.

"Haye... do he love her this much?" One of my cousin asked.

"Much more than you can expect... shahenshah's eyes never left her. He always eats after feeding her which I found most beautiful and he is not shy in showing off his love. Lucky she is.." Bhabhisa said dramatically and I felt more shy.

"As if you are any less lucky" Kanika was saying only when Arya bhaisa entered in the kitchen.

We all looked at him and then bhabhisa and giggled leaving the kitchen giving them private time.

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Jijosa arrived and Kanu was behaving so different. She was all shy and blushing around him, even speaking less. Her eyes never leaving the floor as if it was diamond studded and cheeks pink. 

Looking at them eating together, I was missing shahenshah more. 

I felt my appetite vanishing in thin air. The food was no more tasty. I was missing him with each pore of mine. Living without him seems impossible now. He has captivated my heart, soul, brain, everything. 

My brain never stop thinking about him ....even if I am sitting with whole lot of people but I want him beside me. Even if I have talked with a whole village...then also my heart not felt content till I do not share my day with him. Even if I was enjoying here but a part of me is with him, longing for him, for his kisses, for his touch.

Why are you not having anything gudiya" Maasa's voice broke my chain of thoughts and I nodded instantly saying,

"I am having maasa"

I hurriedly begin to eat, if I will not eat now then she will ask me reason and what will I tell her?

I am not eating because I am missing my husband?

That will sound so inappropriate despite being appropriate.

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The idols of lord shiva and goddess parvati were already decorated beautifully and some ladies were reading hymns sitting there. The atmosphere was so serene. The gangaur is a long festival of 18 days but the real zeal is of last two days when all women apply mehendi on their hands and dance a lot because the day after tomorrow is marriage of gan and gaur. 

I was laying on my bed... looking at the moon along with beautiful twinkling stars. The roses of my garden were looking so enchanting from here. 

I closed my eyes thinking about my rose. 

This separation I think brought me much closer to him. Hearing about different things that how usually husbands behave, my respect for him increased ten folds. 

The girl who is all chirpy and chaotic was sitting so quite with her husband. I am not saying that Kanu do not love jijosa or jijosa not love kanu but there was something more in my and shahenshah's relation that is making my heart flutter.

I can not describe but he is different.

Almost all of my cousin's husbands have arrived and they were behaving so modest and all sophisticated before them. They were trying to be what they were not. The way of talking, behaving was so different from their real self. They have constant fear that they might not do anything even in mistake which could make their husband angry. 

Here I feel like a lucky girl. 

I am all myself before him and he accept it without any doubt. He loves real me not made up me. He loves to talk to me not just formality. He loves to hear me, he never ignored. He loves to love me.... never demanded.

My heart fluttered and my longing for him intensified. 

I could not wait for tomorrow.

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