"Sanyukta...main chahta hoon ki tum mere office ke kaam mein meri help karo!", he said while I remained skeptical about it.

"Par main...main kaise?", he gazed at me as I failed to respond properly. "Aapko nahi lagta ki main business join karungi toh... matlab apki family ko problem ho sakti hai?"

Randhir cupped my cheek with his palm saying, "Sanyukta...I know you can handle office with the same efficiency like you manage the household chorus! Trust me."

No body has ever trusted me like this before. Papa, bhai never allowed me to intervene in office affairs for according ladies were meant for kitchen.

"Kya soch rahi hai ap, biwiji?", his voice broke my reverie.

"Pata hai apko...bhai aur papa ne kabhi bhi mujhe office aur factory ka kaam dekhne ke liye allow hi nahi kiya. Engineering karne isiliye diya gaya hume because I agreed to get married after finishing my studies!", a tiny tear threatened to fall off my face as I tried expressing myself to him. Till all these years, my diary had been my best friend but now things are changing. I am learing to confide more in him than those blank pages of a lifeless diary.

"Mujhe nahi pata... how should I react... I am..I..", I stroked back a tear from the back of my hand quickly when he quickly wrapped me close to himself.

"Sshhhh....!", he wispered softly. "Chup ho jao please..I hate to see you crying..!"
The sound of hiccups made a bit more anxious. Slowly he rubbed my back caressing me more with each passing time.

"Why?", I tried to speak in between my hiccups. "Ap..hh kiyu mujhe... hhhhcchh.. rote huye...hhh nahi dekh sakte?"

"Because I care for you, Sanyukta!", Randhir chirped still rubbing my back with his palm while I matched upto his gaze asking, "kiyu?"

"Pata nahi... but I hate seeing you crying. I love your smile more than anything. I love your happy eyes more than anything. More than anything, I love your every little thing Sanyukta.", his words made my eyes shine brighter, my cheeks turned crimson. He loves me...does he?

Seeing me smiling, he quickly cupped my face and pecked my temple which I embraced his touch. His soul healing touch!
"Ek aur milega?", I asked shamelessly without even realizing when those words slipped off my mouth when he glanced a suprised gaze at me in response.

"Milega...kiyu nahi!", he quickly placed another kiss on one of my cheeks when I cherished his touch.

"Main doon...ek kissi?", I pouted to which he giggled loudly saying, "Sanyukta...you know you are like a bachhaa..! Do you need permission to kiss me? I am your husband!"

"Okk..", not wasting another moment I kissed his cheeks directly. One kiss exchanged the other in between us when we both stopped to look in each other's eyes.

We both felt our breathe getting erractic with every passing second. The next moment our lips crashed against each other. The moment seemed still as we kissed each other firstly slowly trying to match each other's pace and then faster as his tongue invaded my mouth engaging in a sweet war.

The rest of the night passed in exchanging kisses between us. Our most beloved night.

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