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Chapter 30

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Gauri's POV

I had my memories back still it was not settled in my mind, maybe it will take time to feel normal. Though I m happy at least I remember my love and our symbol of love.

I Love my baby from the moment when Omi had first time mentioned about us being parents soon. The happiness was clearly audible in his voice. At that point I fell for him all over again. He was sad but he was truly in love with our daughter.

Whenever I look at Pari I feel so proud on the man whom I love. Nothing could have been possible without his belief on our love.

When I didn't have memory I still fall for him once again without knowing him well, maybe my heart is crazy about him. I will fall for him no matter what way our story start, it will end with our love.

I kissed Pari's forehead. She is sleeping in my arms. My angel. I softly ruffled Omkara's hair. He was sleeping hugging me, his head was on my chest. I kissed his head.

He is all I earned in my life, girls wish for fairytale, he is my living fairytale. He is my prince, my savior, my story, my everything.

I wiped my tears.

Tomorrow I will be his wife in all the ways, but it doesn't make diffrence to us. We love each other without being bound in any promises, our love is bound less.

He slowly moved in his sleep then quickly woke up.

"Omi, relax I m here. I m not leaving you" he sat on bed.

"I know you won't leave, but my heart is scared that it all will turn into dream whenever I woke up" he mumbled holding my hand

"Omi, please sleep. You are taking only small napes and keeping eye on me. Please stop fearing that I will get vanish" I cupped his face and kissed his forehead. "I won't"

"The fear is so deep, Ri" he admitted with closed eyes. He looked in pain.

I pulled him closer and hugged him.

"You know Omi, you are not the man of my dreams" he broke the hug and looked at me sadly.

I cupped his face "you are the man who gave me dreams"

"I wanted to be part of your dreams, the way you used to tell me how I m missing days out of your life, out of Pari's life made me fight with that dark world to come back here. Now when I m here we will leave all the dreams and make new dreams too" I smiled at him and slowly kissed his lips.

It felt so new yet so peaceful, I almost forgot how his lips used to feel on mine. He took the lead I just repeated his actions. I was memorizing the kiss. His tongue very smoothly met with mine. Like he was trying to convey his feelings and emotions through the kiss.

His hand held my neck from back for support while his lips kept kissing me, it felt like he was not feeling satisfied. Even I was not satisfied. I wanted to keep kissing him. we can't have enough of each other.

We broke the kiss softly pecking lips, his head was touched with mine. Our heavy breath was mingling with each other. A small smile on my face with closed eyes.

It felt like I was back in home. After being away for years I was back to my hero.

When he opened his eyes I saw my Omi, the innocent, pure Omi. His eyes had the same shine like before. No questions, no doubts, no regrets like before.

He had me now as his Gauri fully. Though I wasn't different person few days back but nothing was like this. I loved him that time too but this completeness was missing.

Now I know I m not taking anyone else's husband, he is mine from forever.

When I wished to marry on the same fixed date everyone wasn't sure but Omi knew why I took that decision.

I can't sleep in his arms for long without being married to him front of all, as they will mind it. For everyone's peace it will be best to marry as soon as possible.

The function happened the same way once I told Omi, for me these functions, these rituals had lot's of value but now it didn't. Now I value more the man, who was beside me while I was having henna of his name. He was there to help me with from food till water.

The man who looked so happy seeing me getting all yellow for him, these functions were making meaning just because it was all for him.

I love the way he simply used to hold my hand without caring about the world. Whenever any discussion was going on, he used to talk while playing with my fingers.

I felt so special, I knew he needs time to accept that I m not leaving him. Whenever he used look at me, I felt so vulnerable because I was not able to make him feel secure the way he did to me.

I started to kiss him on his forehead whenever I found vulnerability in his eyes. I stared to hold his hand more tightly. I tried my best to show him through my eyes that my love is always there to take care of him.

The moment I sat beside him on mandup, I held his hand. Things felt so right so normal when he made me his wife in front of all. Like it was the most right thing I did in my life, though it wasn't special because it was meant to be.

After our marriage when Rudy and Bhavya was getting married in late night wedding, Pari was sleeping in Omi's arms while his other hand was around me.

At night we didn't give Pari to anyone, we wanted to have our memorable night with our little bundle of joy.

We were tired still we didn't wanted to sleep. I was snuggled to him hearing his fast heartbeat.

"Somethings never change" I said slowly as Pari was sleeping beside me.

"And some do change"

I looked in his eyes feeling puzzled from his statement.

"Now you are finally Mrs Gauri Omkara Singh Oberoi"

"I was from start" I smiled proudly

"Yeah, you was born to be mine"

"Omi" after sometime I softly called him, still snuggling close to his heart.

"Hmm"

"Do you feel bad that I didn't let you wait till our marriage?"

"Umm not really, maybe I had felt at that time but not now. I started to believe in your God. He must have thought when he will take my exams that time I will need some guardian angel so he sent Pari. Now if we haven't done it before then how would we had pari?" He asked with smile.

He looked so perfect, so carefree. He was not like this with me when I didn't had my memories.

"Didn't you love that Gauri? Who forgotten all" I asked suddenly feeling little sad and curious.

"Why wouldn't I? I love her and you too. Aren't you two same?"

"No, Omi. You was different that time not this much carefree with me"

"Oh that way, I tried to be carefree even romantic, but you used to look at me like I m the best thing. Like ....um like you was getting my love by chance. You didn't own it like now"

"Means you don't wanted to make me feel like I m getting love by chance, you wanted me to demand"

"Not demand but I'll be always available to fulfill your all demand. You was so much different from now. Now I know even if I say a girl's name you will be ready to take my class even after knowing that I m kidding. But that Gauri was different, she would have been ready to share me with anyone. She felt lucky to even get my half love" he pulled me more closer "but I like when you know that I m Fully yours, only yours. I can't even think about anyone else other than you and you believed that I have a daughter with someone else" he said sadly

"I didn't know anything about us, but I knew you are someone whom I won't lose no matter what and Pari was plus point. I was getting you two without knowing much about the past. I didn't care anything other than being lucky enough to have you two"

"I'm the lucky one" he mumbled and kissed my forehead.

We kept talking till midnight then we both finally drift into slumber.

Things were same yet so different from past, we were still doing eye talking sitting with all, but the fear was less but the excitement was same.

Whenever he got chance he used to pull me in his arms and kissed my forehead. I never saw Omi this happy. I always wanted to make him happy but now I know I always do that, even If I do things wrong or made mistakes he will love me same way.

Even simple eye contact looked so intense, so Romantic, I could feel his mischievous smile whenever he touched my hand on dinning table accidentally on purpose.

He was same still kisses me in store room, he didn't leave a single chance to show off people that I'm his wife. Pari was no different from her dad she seemed more happy to show off me to her teachers.

"Isn't my mom is most beautiful dad?" She asked Omi once we were inside the car after parents meeting in her school.

"Definitely" he replied

"More then my class teacher?"

"Yes sweetheart, your dad got the best taste. I chose the most beautiful woman for being your mom"

"Oh hello.." I tried to speak Between the duo but Omi didn't let me talk.

"Pari you know, your mom got even good taste. See how handsome is your dad"

"Not beautiful as my mom" she moved from back seat opened her arms. I carefully took her in my arms. I was sitting on passenger seat while Omi was driving.

She kissed my cheeks and showed tongue to Omi.

Pari loves me lot's, she copies me in every possible way. Thanks to Omi she never got angry on me. She always knew I will come back to them no matter what.

I kissed her forehead.

"My Pari is more beautiful than mom" I said to her.

"No mom, you are" she replied stubbornly making Omi chuckled. 

I used to wait to get his calls whenever he went his studio, his sweet messages don't let me feel like I'm a mom, it feels like nothing changed we are same with some plus age but still same excitement of teenage.

We weren't taking our marriage to next level, Omi thought I need more time to heal but I was good now, And this time I'll like to do things as per his wish.

Bossing around him was my favorite thing but now seeing Pari bossing him makes me feel little jealous, I know it's stupid but I feel little sad when he does things as per her wish. Before it was only me now we have my another version and she is more bossy than me.

Even I have to do things as per her likeness, she is daddy's girl no matter how much she loves me she will end up being his doll.

"Papa I want hair like you" Pari with hair oil walked to Omi who was checking mails on laptop.

"Doll, mumma will apply oil in your hair then It will be like my hair, silky and smooth" Omi said her.

"No, you do"

"But .."

"No, you apply oil"

"Pa.."

"You, papa please" she was showing her best puppy eyes.

Just like her dad.

"Okay, give me 5minutes"

She nodded and get on his lap waiting for her turn after the laptop.

She feels me most beautiful, but she loves her dad's hair more. She is actually smart even I love her dad's hair more.

Once Pari slept, I took hair oil and sat on Omkara's lap.

"My turn"

"Okay boss" he took oil from my hand and started to apply it on my head with little massage.

"So you still feel ...un jealous while sharing me with pari" he said slowly choosing words not trying to hurt me.

"I m not jealous, it's just that...I want to be only girl in your life"

"So aren't you jealous?" He asked with pout.

"I don't get why you like my this..um insecurity" I asked

He slowly turned so I was facing him.

"Because it makes me happy that you are still in love with me, crazily" he kissed my forehead.

I will love to see him getting jealous when we will have a cute handsome son like him, I didn't voice out my thoughts. I hugged him.

"I love you" I mumbled feeling happy that I can finally say the words whenever I want, in that sleep I used to try so many things. Whenever I heard him my heart used to cry but I couldn't voice out it.

But now I have my life back.

"I love you so so so much" I said breaking the hug

"You love me since last ten years" he said rising his one eyebrow.

"So what? Today I feel doubled love so expressing more" I held his both cheeks with my one hand and pecked his lips.




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