Arun came back just before the time of dinner. He found his sister and grandmother at the table. As usual his mother and Sweata were missing. As he knew about his mother’s whereabouts so he asked only about Sweata. Both of them declared that they had no clue. Being impatient enough, he angrily called out Sweata’s name again and again. But he got no feedback. Immediately it struck his mind, ‘Sweata had left’. He found a great difficulty to breathe anymore He rushed to check every corner of his house but she remained unavailable. In a whisk of a second, he dialed Soham’s number & shouted rudely,
“Where is she? I swear. I will do something really bad to her if she’s with you. She is my wife. Ask her to come back now or else….”
“What! Who?” Soham sounded utterly shocked. He questioned back in doubtful voice,
“Whom are you talking about? Sweata? Where is she? She is ignoring my calls since the incident.”
“Soham, don’t dare to act smart. Where is she? How dare you to keep her?
“I…I am not getting your point?” Then all in sudden he realized,
“OMG! Where is she? She isn’t here with me. She never came to me. Believe me. She never came to me. Where did she go? Why? Why did you let her go? What if she has done something foolish? Did…Did you check her at her home…Arun please don’t hurt her. She is innocent. I will kill you and myself if something happens to her.”
“Soham!” That moment Arun sounded completely helpless. He stammered in full of anguish, “I…I wasn’t home. I thought she went …to you …I… She isn’t home.”
Immediately cutting the call, he began to scream at all servants who also had no clue about Sweata. Then he called all security. But according to their information and cc-tv footage at the gate, Sweata never went out. Arun threaded his fingers into his hairs with utmost desperation but he overlooked the joy at his sister’s face. He uttered like a pray,
“I am sorry Sweata. Please come back. I didn’t mean those I said. Please come back to me.”
Suddenly that maid appeared as a ‘Messiah’. She informed that last time Sweata was seen almost 3 hours back, near the store room. Before she could finish his information, Arun sprinted towards the store room. He found it locked from outside and Lali was sitting just outside of it, scratching, softly hitting at the door. Arun impatiently ordered to open it. But his breath got hitched instantly after switching on the light; almost lifeless, pale form of Sweata; lying on the floor like a ragged doll.
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“Now she’s out of danger. It’s her good luck that she was fainted immediately or else she could have been paralyzed or her brain might have damaged forever. She is sleeping but someone should stay with her for whole night.”
“I will stay with her.” Avni snapped at her son when he declared his opinion in no nonsense tone. She did not protest or tell anything but slowly left the room. She was waiting for a cheerful morning with her whole family since that sleeping angel stepped into life of his son. But after knowing the ‘real’ truth she had understood that any of her children didn’t deserve happiness. Her eyes welled up automatically. On the way to her room she saw her younger one was pacing like a tigress at the corridor. Their eyes met abruptly. Aruna’s heart beats accelerated seeing utmost disgust within her mother’s eyes; those were like spiting fire and venoms at her. She called out, ‘Ma’. Ignoring her like a unknown, trespasser, Avni stepped into her room and shut the door with a bang.
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Sweata rubbed her cheek over uniquely ‘scented’ warm cotton. Though she loved her cozy warm surrounding but being too lazy to wake up she continued to close her eyes. Then she brushed her nose over that same cotton. But her eyes went snapped open, when her nose touched a warm skin. Her hazel gaze dipped into the ocean of dark brown chocolate. She gasped loudly in all sorts of tensions. Balancing on his elbow, Arun was gazing at her intently; while his other hand was possessively placed on her waist. Their legs were almost tangled with each other. Sweata found her own hand was also possessively griping neckline of Arun’s T-shirt. First thing he asked her in husky concerned voice,
“How are you feeling now?”
Sweata thought, she never felt so much loved and relieved.
“You had nightmares throughout the night. So I had to do this. How are you feeling now?
And that moment she realized there would never be anyone else for her. There will be Arun; only Arun in her life. She couldn’t control her tears and nodded her head in negative. Holding her face with his palm Arun spoke again lovingly,
“Shhh….Please Sweata, please don’t cry. Nothing will happen to you. I am …I am with you. Always. I am sorry for what I did to you. Please don’t cry. I will sort out everything.”
Feeling extremely relieved after Arun’s assurance, Sweata hugged him tightly and began to sob. Their bodies were pasted that their heart beats also began to synchronize with each other. Arun brushed his hands over her back to sooth her every fear, pain.
“It’s okay Sweata. Please…don’t cry.”
After few more minutes, when she stopped crying, her breathing became normal; Arun slowly made her recline on her back & almost hovered, over her. All in sudden, the room temperature began to increase at a dangerous rate; bringing about changes as well primal needs within their bodies. Arun slowly brushed his finger to wipe the traces of her tears. With that process, he gradually lowered his face to get an intent view of every corner of her exquisite face. In anticipation, gulping hard, once again Sweata slowly closed her eyes. Within a second, when Arun’s dry and rough lips just touched her moist & pulp ones, they heard an sharp agitated knock at their door. Both of them, jumped out from their current position. Though he avoided looking at her, but stopping her from being got up from the bed, he ordered huskily,
“Relax Sweata. No need to be panicked. I am going to open.”
When he opened the door, Arun saw his mother was standing there with a stern and impassive face. Once again ignoring him and before they could even think further, she ordered Sweata over his shoulder with a no nonsense tone,
“Sweata, we have to pack your bags. Soham and your parents are already here. You are leaving this house within an hour.”
Automatically the whole atmosphere within that room got changed. As if, there was going to an earthquake. Everyone stayed rooted at the place. Following a pregnant pause, staring intently at Sweata’s pained greenish hazel eyes; Arun was the one, who spoke first, with a dangerously cold tone.
“She is not going to anywhere.”
Ignoring his verbal protest, Avni moved forward. While crossing him, she asked innocently,
“Sweata, why are you still sitting? Go & get freshen up. I am going to pack your bags.”
“Ma!”
Suppressing his gradually increasing temper, Arun grated his teeth and admonished,
“I don’t like to repeat myself. As I have already mentioned, she’s not going to anywhere. She’s unwell now. Let her take some rest. Later, we will discuss on this issue”. Arun approached to Sweata who was sitting on the bed like a dumb folded. He tightly held her shivering form and made her stand. Cupping her face, directly looking into her eyes, he spoke tenderly while putting stress on each word,
“Sweata, go and get freshen up. Just call me, if you need my help.”
Yet Sweata stayed rooted, looking back & forth at either mother or son. She was hell confused; whom to support. At one side was Avni ma, her newly found mother & on the other side was Arun, so far who had only managed to accelerate her heart beats with a pleasantly unique feeling, nothing else.
“Sweata, I said go.” Arun once again ordered her.
“Ma”
First word she uttered on that day. Gulping hard under the menacing gaze of Arun, then averting her eyes from him to Avni, she spoke again, “Ma, Why?”
“Because I can’t let you die. I am done with being selfish for my own selfish children. But yesterday’s incident made me realized that they can go down at any level. Even they can kill an innocent for their own good.”
Arun stood there, infuriated and yet silent while the stream of tears had already began to make its way down Sweata’s pale cheeks.
“Sweata, I don’t want to be failed as a mother, anymore. Please let me win. Please leave this place and marry Soham.”
Avni’s remaining words went lost in her muffled sobs. Her figure was looking entirely defeated; regret, helplessness was evident on her already reddened face. But with her declaration, Arun saw red! All in sudden Aruna’s pains, Sweata’s distress and his mother’s regrets all seemed to be forgotten. ‘Soham & Sweata’s marriage’ was thing that continued to ring into his ears. Automatically it awoke the hidden, insane demon within his body. Lifting a huge white vase, crashing it mercilessly against the floor, he yelled venomously, instantly sending those two women into panic mode.
“She’s not leaving and that’s final. How could you, Ma? You are encouraging her to go with that person who ruined your own daughter’s life. I can’t let that to be happened.”
“You should have thought that before planning to kill her.”
“MAaaaaaaa.”
Arun roared at the top of his voice. His breathing was uneven. Hearing that noice, Sweata’s father, Soham and Aruna all came and gathered inside the room. Seeing him there, within whisk of a second Arun reached to Soham and holding his collar he shook him vigorously.
“How dare you to come into my room? Leave now or I will kill you.”
But Soham resisted his attack and forcefully pushed Arun back who stumbled for few seconds before regaining his balance. Then, Aruna spoke jeeringly, coming in between them,
“Bhai, don’t you dare to hit him anymore. Sweata is the one who should be punished for seducing him. Actually she should die instead of others. Whore like her….”
“Enough!”
Soham & Arun squealed in unison. But before they could take any action, Avni reached near Aruna and slapped her hard.
“Don’t you dare to utter a single word against her. You are the one who should be killed. Once you played the similar trick with me. Now you have played the same game the with Arun. And that stupidly fell into your trap. How could you lied to him, your own brother? Actually you have rotten from inside. You weren’t pregnant. You never were. You can’t be. Soham never gave any attention to you. Am I right? It would have better, if I aborted before your birth, so that these days would have never come.”
Instantly whole room went pin drop silence.
“Ma!”
Only Arun croaked in disbelief.
“What..what are you talking? She…Never…How?…”
“I never thought of that my son could be this much blind, stupid & inhuman. You have ruined Sweata’s whole life just for the sake of your insane sister. Before she lied to you, she also confronted me with the same issue. But I guessed it was a lie. It can’t be true. She can’t be pregnant with Soham’s child as he never showed any interest on her. Then secretly I confirmed her status by a doctor where doctor’s reports vindicated that she was lying. I knew very well, she was the one behind yesterday’s incident. Only for your nonsense, selfish act Sweata is suffering like hell. I admit that I also behaved selfishly and made her stay with this sham of marriage. But now it’s over. Now onwards I will provide her all the happiness what she deserves and her happiness is always with Soham.”
Aruna protested her mother’s decision with the top of her voice, “Ma, you can’t do this to me. You don’t know her but I know, this girl is the reason why Soham never loves me. She made you to hate me and bhai. She’s a witch. I was stupid to let her live. I should kill her long before. I…I will kill her.”
Before anyone could realize what was going to happen next, Aruna swiftly advanced towards Sweata and caught her neck tightly. Sweata almost chocked and struggled to breathe.
“Arunaaaaaaaa.” Both Arun and Soham roared and instantly reached to them. Arun almost threw off Aruna from Sweata, so that she fell on the ground. She went shocked; her whole body was trembling vigorously while her breathing was uneven. She uttered with her quivering lips,
“Dada…”
“Don’t.” Arun reproached jeeringly and raised his hand stopping her to say anything more.
“Don’t call me bhai. You…You are dead for me. Do you understand?…. You are dead for me… Now…. Leaveeeeee from my sight…”
Aruna stared at her brother, silently pleading with her eyes but her brother, her hero just refused to look back at her. She averted her head and looked at her mother who was then standing defeated, beside Sweata. She saw complete hatred within her eyes. Then she slowly turned to look at the very person for whom she did all these things. But the sight was what she always abhorred most in her life. Sweata was within Soham’s embrace and he was rubbing her hair to ebb her pains. He wasn’t even putting a single glance on Aruna. She forgot to breathe instantly. Standing on trembling feet, she ran out from the room as first as she could.
Everyone remained rooted there like stone statues. Arun released a heavy defeated breath and turned to look at his Sweata. But that sight was an eye opener for him as he found her bawling like a baby within Soham’s arms. Without saying anything or consoling her further, Arun hurriedly left the room. He realized then, the time had come that he should take a decision only for Sweata’s sake, her happiness.
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Though she wished to meet once with Arun, Sweata was forced to leave that house immediately with her father & Soham. Even she wanted hard but couldn’t gather the courage to make a phone call at that night. Whole night she waited for his call which never came.
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“Aruna opened the door!”
“I…I am sorry. Beta. Please beta.”
“Aruna, Open the damn door…”
Both Arun & Avni were shouting, standing in front of Aruna’s room, hitting on the closed door. It’s already dinner time; still her door was closed. Earlier Avni knocked her door, twice. First time, she got the answer ‘Get lost’ but next time Aruna didn’t even bother to answer her. After Arun came back at night, Avni frantically informed him about Aruna. Both of them rushed to her room and kept on banging on the door. When Arun finally broke the door with the help of few servants, their lives collapsed instantly, Aruna’s lifeless body was hanging from the ceiling.
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At the midnight, Sengupta family received the news from Soham and immediately they rushed to meet them. Once again, after entering there, her eyes only searched for Arun. She knew Arun & his entire existence had already been shattered beyond repair. But he refused to accept any solace from Sweata. He didn’t even talk or look at her whenever she attempted. His look and posture was remained distant all the times, especially when she sat beside Aruna’s lifeless body and cried and wept involuntarily; when he came back home after cremating Aruna; when she stayed back to console and took care of mourning dadi and Avni Ma; when she arranged everything for the puja for seeking the peace for Aruna’s soul. He never uttered a single word of protest or desired to meet or talk to her whenever Sweata sent his foods or anti-diabetic medicines though the servants.
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Few days later after the puja, Sweata came out from the kitchen with breakfast and saw Soham was sitting at the table. Her heart lurched in anticipation of leaving that house once again.
“Hi.”
Soham asked huskily while Sweata was only able to bob her head. Smile as if completely vanished from her face.
“How are you? Ummm.. Is everything alright here?” She could only shake her head in affirmation while her head had already begun to spin.
“Umm…Actually…Arun called me yesterday. He wants to meet me. I…I have no idea. Do you?”
Again she remained mum and shook her head in negative.
“Ohh!… Okay. I will meet you later.” Sighing loudly he approached to closed door of Arun’s room.
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Anxiety was killing her like hell. For few minutes, she stood at her place. Then gathering all her courage within her thudding heart, without thinking further, like a zombie her legs automatically moved towards his room. It was almost five days after Aruna’s death, she had seen him last.
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She saw his back faced towards her, his stance defeated, shattered. He was looking at their full family picture where everyone was smiling including his diseased father & Aruna. His rigid back was the evident that he was still in search of solace for everyone rather himself. Soham was sitting on chair behind him and his back was too faced towards Sweata. Sweata’s head was spinning heavily while any moment her heart could also be burst inside her rib cage. Suddenly she heard him to say,
“Soham, if I asked your forgiveness will you give me now?
“What?……Arun, what are you telling. It is past now. We should forget the past & move on. You were manipulated then. I….”
Soham answered humbly. But he was cut short by an impatient Arun who added firmly,
“Please, Soham I…I don’t want to remember those days. I am too sick of thinking about those. Now I will find peace only if I achieve your & ….Ummm…Sweata’s forgiveness. You were my best friend still I snatched away your happiness. While she’s the best girl I ever met. She is pure & innocent. Yet I ruined her life, ruined her dreams. This time I made amend. I…I am going to make you happy once again; both of you. It will be my absolution. If you people become happy and together again, it will be your leniency towards me. Please Soham marry her and give her to the world of happiness which she always deserves…”
“What?” Soham exclaimed with well suppressed joy. He couldn’t believe his ears. But Sweata’s mind went blank within a whisk of second. Her legs melted as those were made of jelly. She had to hold the wall beside her for her support. Completely unknown to Sweata’s dismay, Arun continued,
“I want to give her divorce and make her free forever. She always deserves love and she loves you. This time I can’t stay between your and her happiness. She’s the purest soul and I am damn sure your love will add wings into her dreams.”
Then lowering his voice at almost inaudible level he drew the conclusion, “She is as pure as she was before our marriage. She’s still untouched. We never….”
After that painful verdict, Sweata couldn’t able to hear more and her surroundings went dark immediately. She fainted and fell on the ground.
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Next time when she opened her eyes, she found herself in hospital bed with everyone except Arun. She couldn’t able to cry on her despair as she saw Avni, who was once again crying bitterly and blaming herself upon Sweata’s illness. After getting discharge, she was directly taken to the Gupta house. Her extreme weakness couldn’t let her to think or walk for next few more days. But Arun never came or phoned her during those days of illness while Soham & his family turned out to be well wisher, an integral part of her family.
After she became fine, one day Avni came to her house and she & her parents almost emotionally blackmailed her to sign on their mutual divorce paper where Arun had already signed. Sweata became entirely shattered that she didn’t even decline Avni’s request further. Few days later, she saw a new member in her house, a white SUV, a generous gift by Arun as a part of his redemption as well as divorce alimony. Few days later she was also granted the sole ownership of ‘Dhrupad’ and 50% share of Roy Industries; those two too were her unwanted alimony. Her house got magically changed in every aspect within next few months as if by Midas touch. It was Arun who once again paid the bills for everything to find out his solace. Initially Sweata tried hard to stop her parents from accepting anything from Arun but they once again made her silent by the way they always did. Including Soham, nobody ever cared to peep into her wounded heart, her changed dreams and desires, her growing love for Arun. Anyone including Arun never asked about her opinion on any issue related to her life, proffered relationship. Everyone was either enjoying or mourning over those past moments while she was living in daze of sorrows, savoring the heart break from losing her first, true love.
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Present day
Sweata looked up startled. On the edges of her huge hazel eyes were two sparkling pools of tears. Cupping her face, Soham assured,
“Sweata, I know that all the incidents happened in last one year were overwhelming for you. You may be still worried about Avni aunty and Dadi. But, you need to move on from your past. They too want your happiness more than anything else.”
Then wiping her tears with his index finger, he added,
“I…I always love you Sweata and every tear of yours is precious to me. Please jaan, don’t waste those anymore. You have suffered a lot, only because of me. Now onwards, I can’t let anyone to hurt you, anymore. I want to stay beside you throughout my life.”
As Soham was busy in expressing his heart felt contents, he missed the appearance of edginess on her face. Then rising from his place, he sat beside her and put his left hand on her shoulder, pulled her near to him. Sweata tried to shift from her place. But she was tightly tipped by Soham. Keeping his chin on her left shoulder, he implored tenderly,
“Sweata I know, it’s too early for this but I can’t take risk anymore. I need you beside me. Now I have fallen in love with you more; more than anything. You and your happiness have become my life line. Please marry me Sweata.”
Sweata felt uncomfortable because not only his hot breathe was fanning the nape of her neck but also she didn’t want to marry him anymore. She didn’t love him anymore. Actually it wasn’t ever love, only a deep admiration from her side. Now she didn’t even want to marry anyone. Once she had become Arun’s,. She couldn’t think of becoming other’s wife. While she was trying to move away from Soham, a sudden gust of imaginary winds made her petrified as she sensed his presence, her only love; her Arun. She looked up straight; their eyes met. But before she could open her mouth to say anything, Arun once again left her alone, without any words.
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Arun spotted both Sweata & Soham immediately after entering into the backyard of the court. He was already aware of their impending marriage. It had been fixed at the end of next month. Sill he couldn’t control his heart from pinning for her. He knew she always loved Soham and it would be the best for her happiness. He stood like that for a few seconds. His heart beats flipped painfully when he realized Sweata hazel eyes were on him. But before she could think further or even call him out, his legs automatically retreated and without giving a single glance he left the premises.
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Sweata let out a long sigh, remembering her days with Arun. It was midnight still she was wide awake; as if tears have became her best friend while sleep had turned out to be her worst enemy. Fortnight back, officially she had to become Sweata Sengupta. After a long battle with her brain & heart, she had reached into a decision. Closing her eyes, she reminded herself the harsh and hardest decision in her life, she was going to stop dancing forever. Once, dance was the only mean for her existence, happiness and dream. But after losing Arun, she had nothing left to cherish in her life, Nothing!
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Next morning, Sweata jerked awake with the disturbing ringtone of her phone. Grabbing that unwillingly, first she noticed the caller and immediately received the call and started bombarding the bunch of questions on Avni.
“Ma! What happened? Are… you okay? Dadi?…” After a pause for fraction of second, she added with chocked voiced, “Arun? Is he fine?”
“Sweata!” Avni took her name within her sobs and informed her,
“Arun, my Arun isn’t fine Sweata. For the first time, I saw him refusing to take his medicines. He never did this, even after his father’s or Aruna’s death. Last few days, after coming from the court, he even began to skip his foods. Last night, he even fainted. Today morning, he once again refused to take any food or medicine and directly went to office. Sweata…Sweata… Are you listening to me? Swe..…”
Avni enquired repeatedly, but her questions remained unanswered as Sweata had already left her room to get ready for confronting Mr. Arun Roy.
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Though his head was spinning, still Arun was attending a meeting with foreign delegates. While he was presenting, suddenly the door of the conference hall got opened with a bang. Behind the door, Sweata Sengupta emerged in a ‘never seen before’ avatar. Her long lustrous hairs were entirely opened and casually flowing with the mild breeze; her sharee seemed to be an ordinary one, might be for regular household use; her doe like big eyes were spitting fire at him as if he was going to be turned into ashes within few minutes. Arun as well as others went dumbstruck with that surprising scene in front of them.
Ignoring the presence of other delegates, reaching in front of him with few long strides, Sweata hit on Arun’s chest and almost shouted,
“How dare you?”
Arun retreated back with that sudden attack and asked in shock,
“What the! What…are doing, here?”
“What do you think of yourselves? Are you a king or saint or magician? What?”
Sweata hissed in anger while Arun couldn’t help but smirked wickedly at her funny questions. He still was in complete stupor. He couldn’t believe his luck that Sweata herself came to meet him. His reverie broke with whispers from others present in that room. Averting his eyes from the love of his life; he gestured others to left the room to provide the much needed privacy to them. Everyone almost escaped from that place before closing the door. After the last person left Arun tried to touch Sweata’s arm; making her sit on a chair. In turn she again hit him on his chest. Her breathing was uneven while tears were dropping from her beautiful eyes uninterruptedly. She poked her index finger on his chest making a cute angry face.
“Why did you always decide my fate, because I am an indigent? Whenever you tried to manipulate my life I always stayed quiet. Like a storm, you barged into my life, forced me to marry you, I managed to stay quiet. Even I never uttered anything whenever you accused me & Soham for playing with Aruna’s life. Still, you abandon me after Aruna’s death and threw me away from your life like a tissue paper. You never thought of my reputation. Once again I let you do that. Overnight you made me rich with all you stupid money. I couldn’t even able to protest because of family pressure. You never think twice to crush my morals, my self-respect. Why did you never asked me about my desire, my opinion on this relationship? But today, you have crossed all the limits after playing with your own life. I have done with all of your audacities, torments, evil manipulations. Who the hell you are?
Catching his collar, she jerked his surprised form vigorously and susurrated in sobbing,
“ This time I can’t let you play with your life. I am too tired to be quiet. I want to speak out my desire. Why you are always remained so blind about me? Can’t you see that I will be doomed without you? I can’t live without you.”
Arun was staring at her intently. He was speechless. He couldn’t able to fathom the sudden change of event. Somehow he managed to murmur her name with utmost tenderness,
“Sweata! I have…”
He tried to open his mouth to explain more as well as to ask for his apology, but he had to stop instantly, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. In reflex, he held her waist to support himself from falling down though his back hit the wall behind him. Before he could react more he felt her pair of moist, soft, quivering lips upon his. As she was complete naïve at this part, she only continued to smack his lips between hers until her own heart calm down from the thought of Arun’s illness and their separation. Arun stood idle, savoring the first feeling of her luscious lips on his as well as to overcome from that rapturous shock. But eventually he couldn’t stop himself from taking control from her. So, turning her around with a swift motion; pushing, then pinning her on the wall, cupping her face with his palms, he began to devour her sweet nectar like a man who had been thirsty for ages. She was also kissing him back, relishing every nip by his teeth on her pulp lips. Although Sweata was novice, still they enjoyed their first kiss with the ease of compatibility.
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After it seemed an eternity, when both of them felt an urgent need of air, he stopped though not leaving her mouth. Their breaths were mingling with each other. Then he murmured almost within her lips,
‘Sweata,’
She trembled hearing his husky voice filled with tenderness and hope. She kept her eyes closed. Raising his head, he implored,
“Sweata, look at me, Please, open your eyes for once.”
She slowly opened her eyes but kept them downcast. He asked her again,
‘Kushi why did you forgive me so easily?…. What I did with you was terrible. I was being a certified jerk. Still…you… Why didn’t you tell me before? Why? Tell me. Why? And now, Soham?”
She didn’t answer. Once again her fear came back within her heart and her hold got tightens instantly. Automatically tears began to drop from her eyes. Realizing her uneasiness, he leaned on her, before pecking at her cheek; he first took a drop of her tears within his lips. With an ease she burrowed her face into his nape. They remained stand like that for few minutes. Then Arun heard her to utter softly,
“I donno….When & why I fell in love with you….Arun please don’t leave me. I will die, if I have to live without you.”
Arun’s arms instantly got tighten around her petite waist and he possessively pulled her head on his chest. Then he whispered at the very sensitive spot below her ear,
“I love you too. I was living like a dead without you. I thought you love Soham. So…”
Releasing her roughly, Sweata pummeled on his chest angrily. “Why didn’t you ask me?Again decided your own. I hate you.”
Smiling at her irritation, he murmured smilingly, ‘Sorry’ and once again pulled her into a bone crushing hug.
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