Chapter 57: Periods & playful moods

The room...

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"Far....aan....."

The girl shrilled in the dark....the shattered lamp....tormented her nerves.

"Fu*k off!"

He bellowed...his so loud yet acrimonious voice....after a dangerous kick....even she started to feel a freezing numbness in her spine.

Trembling in bed, the growing pitch black darkness around....an innocent heart started to drown. What he said.

F**k off...

An immensely bitter word....that caused her..... a pain, a sharp pain...pointed in her heart..where he was dwelling.

Ahhh... She was feeling like lifeless at his scornful words....and cringed again when heard...

"Nonsense"...

The beast jeered....she held her breath for so many moments as the fright of a hard slap, was still haunting her.

His heavy erratic sighs were rippling the room atmosphere.

"Ff..ar...!"...

She couldn't push the tears back.....her lips only formed the beast's name...but the voice boomed inside her head...

Trnnn...Trnnn.......

His phone rang and sprayed some rays of light in the room.....

"Hmhmhmhmhm".....

He strangled the ringtone, after definitely some harsh mumbling.

Noor couldn't understand a single word...she was like a fawn...and ...his clenched jaws were showing him some ferocious hunter...

An eerie silence......all around....only his heavy breaths with his heavy thuds were rippling the room atmosphere, which gone sunk again in the darker tone of Cimmerian shade.

She with widened eyes.... imagined his fierce frame in the dark....his sudden rage reminded her the day when she was targeted by him at false report...in an anonymous area, anonymous apartment....the most painful moments of her life "Please"

She made an inaudible plea and got off the bed slowly....with wobbly legs, she was moving ahead...like a blind man's demeanor....as the darkness of no shadows was swallowing her.

Ahhh...

She whimpered to the lowest, as her knee got hit by the couch's wooden frame...

She bit her lip to suppress the groan, as she felt a sudden increment in her body pain...

Her hand slowly crept up to her aching stomach, she bent and knelt down....rolling her lips in painfully, few tiny droplets of sweat appeared at her upper lip and around area.....

She inhaled more air to cope up with the pain but all of a sudden a wave of sharp boring pain, made her writhe in her place...

"M..om...moaam"

Finally, the reign of Sabr (patience) slipped out of her hand. She cried undertone while calling her mom; bit hard on her lower lip to nearly bruised. But that couldn't help the pain.

Never in her life but only once, she faced such specific pain....and now...after marriage. With the fragmented fragile frame, mustering up her will power, slowly she stood up.

'Beast'

Her heart wailed at the heavy thuds. Faraan was coming closer. She shrank.

Faraan heard, her rustling in the darkness.....but ignored at all .... his bottled up emotions... aiming to erupt his veins....heavily breathing he lied down on his side of the bed....momentarily, he was trying to ignore the figure totally.... present on his left side...

But...Conscience is something... You know...

Bedeviling for few minutes there, as he turned in bed......to the Noor's side.....unintentionally his head was popping his eyes out to see the girl in the pitch darkness.... the girl, he loves most, his innocent wife...which suffered his indecent wrath in nearest past...

His instinct made him feel her absence, and for confirmation, he spread his arm towards Noor's side...and found no one, but only her warmth. The bed was empty.

What!

He on the other moment got off the bed....in search of his victim.

"Noor"... His heaved voice was tinged now with a confusion.

He moved ahead in the dark, to turn on the lights...but...in in the way, a soft little frame ran into him.

"Ahhh"

He gripped on her arms at once....as he heard her shaky whimper.

"What"

He spoke coldly in the tar-black aura...

"Pp...please Far...aan! I-I did

nothing, It's...not...my fault....it's...."

Her completely drenched voice. She was feeling so disconsolate.

"Hmm." He minimized the distance. "Kia andho ki tarah girti parti chali arahi ho?...chalo bed per"

(Why stalking around like a Zombie... Come on to the bed)

He spoke at her face.... voice bit tender now. The innocent explanation, at once made him unease inwardly.

(Ohh...you forgot the beast has a heart)

He just bent and carried her in arms... Eyes were now quite familiar to darkness as he easily moved towards bed at her side and placed her petite frame onto the bed...

"So jao"

His order in a husky tone...

Noor robotic lied down and felt.... a duvet was being draped over...beast was covering her...she sobbed, then freed so many tears in the pillow...her innocent heart was Paining, wailing but clenching her stomach she was still there....foreseeing her future with his unloving....beastly acts.

"Beast"......A tiny sob escaped through her mouth and she dug her face in the pillow for few seconds...

"Urghh"

Tarnishing her tears in the duvet world, a grump tone of her Man impelled her to peekaboo. She saw beast was struggling with drawers...in the flashlight of his phone, he was searching for something in his nightstand.

"What's your problem....you... my.... barbarian?"

Noor thought while exhaling a painful breath in her pillow.....she closed her eyes tightly....and after few moments her lids filtered some light to her moving orbs inside. She shot open her eyes and saw.....the room's darkness was subsided as an Organic Soy candle in combustion state was present at his nightstand. She saw him igniting the wick of another turquoise candle....this time he stood up and moved towards Noor's side...

She plunged in..... sensed all his activity on her nightstand....and curled up herself beneath the duvet, and the Marine fragrance was twirling over her...

Her heart ached when she felt he too lied on his side of the bed...and covered himself under duvet....far away of her.....

"YaAllah"

She was slowly soaking her pillow... Besides the pain due to her state....she was badly feeling unaccountable aches in her heart......

The minor jolts in her body....as Faraan turned to her side...felt the tiny frame shaking inside the duvet...he waited for few minutes ...then slowly got up on his elbow.....

"Noor"

Realizing his unhealthy prowess, on top, her little body jolts, suddenly made him on the verge of remorse.

"Noor e Haya"

He called her again while putting his hand over her hip, the most prominent curve of his dolly figure wife...

All of a sudden, Noor went still...

Faraan with an erupting smile patted slowly there for few seconds and started caressing his little dove with running his hand over the duvet.

"Doll"

He called again.....this time in a sweltered tone.

"So jayen"

(Just sleep)

The sullen yet soaked voice came from inside the duvet..his smile widened as the brittle frame moved more away as to maximize the distance.

Faraan's job started... he felt helpless to sleep calmly while his wife was sulky...due to his wildness.

"Yaar....suno to"

(just listen to me)

Noor stiffened, her heart lurching into frenzied activity at the word yaar, the helplessness in her beast's voice.

He slowly tried to detach the duvet from her......and smiled harder when found Noor was applying her full might against him...as not allowing him to barge in her duvet castle.

"Baby tigress. "

He cooed...... then pulled again the duvet with little more force and succeed. She was curled up in the place, her back was facing him... honey brown curls all around....in the gloominess of the room...Faraan fixated his gaze at the fall of her trimmed waist, the steeply banked curve .......his rightfulness emerged and then...after a few seconds his wandering sight was glued on the elevation of her hip.

"Mermaid"

He called softly and gripped on her waist....pulled her to face himself.

she wasn't composed.....just surrendered due to her own state, as never finding enough strength to cope up with his forcible acts.....

Now... She was stimulating him with one folded arm on her eyes....and one over her tiny belly...Faraan leaned ahead to watch her face...

Hitch.....(sobbing)

What!!!

She was crying to make him baffled... the cute lip chin equation (formula) was performing his favorite task..... ...quivers... of-course.

"Hormonal much.."

As he felt himself flattened, he announced in a groovy voice. She at once turned again her back towards him....and jolts in her body grew with small hiccups...

"Jaan meri!"

He pulled her again and gathered her little frame within his heated embrace.....she squirmed a bit...but as his heavy leg was pressed on her....caging her...the baby struggle tranquilized. After defeating her, he slowly removed her folded arm from her face.....revealed the lustrous pinky face.... priceless pearls floating inside the serene lakes.......

After glaring with molten eyes at him for few seconds...she closed tightly the lids...a little effort to punish the beast......

Really.....

What an electrical impact on him...He got a shock and fell again for her......

"Ohh acha! aisay daratay hain. Becharay shohar ko?

(wife, you are scaring me.)

He spoke this time little funny.....an effort to make her smile.... But....

"Ahh"

She at once curled herself...a gnawing pain stabbed in her pelvis....at that very moment.

Faraan, then watched somberly at her.....she was clutching her stomach....

"Kia buhat dard hai ...

Yaha?"

(Is it paining down there)

He asked painstakingly and slowly lifted her clutched hand onto her stomach.

"Ap ko iss say kia..han?"

(What's your concern)

She slightly shuttered up her lids revealed brown soaked crystals....and spoke sarcastically...sounding more like a grouchy cry baby.

"Buhat kuch hai mujhay iss say.....bulky sabhi kuch...samjhi?"

(I do concern....in fact it's all about my concern...understand)

He spoke in his deep masculine voice, then slowly placed his hand over her tiny belly....put there for few seconds...as feeling her pain....then he started slowly caressing her....massaging on her lower abdomen. In regression on his sudden insanity, now he was showing his caring husband side.

His massage, was like a love potion that he was dripping in her body through his love yielding hands. Noor was at the verge of soothing......she didn't know that her beast was serving in that way for the first time in his arrogant life. His love just a nepenthe.

Noor was in sleeping mode.... The softness she felt, prevailed all around in her. super stiffness was faded. She was feeling his intense love, in his touches.

The relief is what... She came across laying there, in his arms....

She sobbed helplessly, just failed to resist... She melted ...she was continuously melting. She lifted her gaze to the wizard, who transformed the pain into a white pigeon, which spread wings and flew away....and the subject (Noor) was gobsmacked.

"Araam aya.."

Faraan drowned in her eyes and whispered....she sensed him looking in her eyes...feeling something in there, she again placed her folded arm on her eyes....a little effort to hide from her beast...

He knew, very well...smiled at the strategy...and bent....

"Sorry".

He softly kissed on her exposed lips...and whispered.

"Sorry"

He trailed down to chin....pecked there and apologized......then again trailed up...

"Sorry".

He kissed in Cupid bow....apologized to his still woman.

"Umm..mmm....Sorry".

He exhaled a final apology in her mouth....with a little lingered peck. He was chastely kissing her and found his peace of mind....

"Faraan..aap...."

She undid her arm and protested like a dull doll....

"Where its written...You can't kiss your wife during......hmm"

Ufff....

Noor in his arms, just closed her eyes ..

"I know you need love...healing touch of your husband, in this state...isn't it?"

His voice didn't rise above a mere whisper during all the conversation.

"Ji nahi"

She snapped open her eyes...just denied and tried to get away from him...but he was not a fowl player....he gripped on her more tight...the possession grew and she squirmed under the weight of his hardened leg..

"Did someone tell you...you feel more sexy...with this pristine face.....hmmm.?"

He was now teasing her...enjoying her petulance.

"Faraan"

The pain in her voice.

"Jaan e Faraan"

He searched and found

what's the problem ....he released the pressure, removed his leg from her.. through which he was clamping on her...

she was silent....her silky locks were spread around her....

"Noor...."

Totally in regretful mode he was caressing her locks. The love, he felt at intense, protruding in him for her....he just bent and...kissed on her forehead...as Noor opened her eyes and found him with complete adoration in his eyes.

"Faraan..."

she slowly pressed her hand against his shoulder...

"Why you got in rage?"

she asked innocently and Faraan was looking like lunatic at her every feature...the bass in her sweet voice.....making him crazy ever more...

"Because you hide the truth and tried to create distance through your flop acting...and I was so desperate right then..I...ummmm...."

"Ok...mai samajh gai"

(I understand it)

Noor placed her tiny hand on his mouth....and under her soft palm his lips formed a smile.

"Apko mujh per tars nahi aya?...mai itna darr gai thee"

(you didn't feel pity on me. I was so scared)

She spoke more in his arms...in ...the cutest tone she had, and he mesmerized at the pink pout at the end of the sentence..

He in reply, gripped her hand which she forget to remove from his mouth. She cringed when found him revealing and kissing her velvety palm devotionally. He was like on repairing mission....for what he damaged....Noor did what...she bit struggled and released her other hand which was tangled in between their bodies...and presented to Faraan to kiss on its palm too...

The rightfulness in her cute act made him flatter by heart.... He hold the hand and showered kisses on there too...

"Did you like it?"

He asked about palm kiss.

"Yes...al...al...a lot"

His smile grew at her stammer, at her unmet gaze, at her blushes, and at her forgetfulness to her pain...

"Or kia pasand hai?"

She looked this time her beast's face....who was looking so statuesque in the turquoise candle lit room...the marine scent twirling around...She placed both her soft hands on his light stubbled rough face.... and spoke...

"My beast"

Her cute gesture ...he was ceased there... The love in the innocent eyes.....he was feeling so ecstatic...

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Noor's POV:

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I wasn't well...It was paining like hell....I am beauty ......

against the beast, who fell.

My beast..... My husband.... People, he has both qualities... you know I have told you this before... He is like fire then ice....

But he is fire....or ... He is ice...you can't predict.....

Like he kicked the lamp...and then he did the candle light massage...(please)

He expressed how much he loves me....I was crossed with him..but he has an art to make me wax in his arms....ufff...

His massages, his caresses, his love glazed apologies....all made me light like air...

"Noor, do you need tablet?"

he asked, while caressing on my cheeks...

"No"...I denied..

"Why Babe?"

He slowly patted on my cheek...he was treating me as a child.

"I had it already....I don't know why it was not effecting"

I told him, he was listening carefully...then replied.

"It happens sometimes ...don't worry....I'm with you...I will ask the pain.... don't come near to my fragile wife"

He lifted my chin and spoke in wheedling tone.

"Did you ever feel pain?"

He flattered me..his touches were magical for my pain....it's like he sucked my pain in him......so...difficulty I asked.

"Of course...Ahhh (dramatic sigh)....it's a long story....but let me tell you ..OK!...once upon a time....I saw a girl in the Mall...first time I felt something, you know kuch kuch...her innocence made my heart to skip the beat...and on the other hand, she definitely first time, saw a handsome man. (signaling to himself) So, intentionally she collided into me....and started calling me names....like Badmash...chichora...tunharay gher mai Maa Behn nahi? How Clever she??....I wanted to kiss her but couldn't...you know me.. Such a big gentleman I am....she was an innocent cat in the disguise of tigress ...so thus...when she walked away, I felt pain"

He bent on my face... eyes in mine.....so dramatically the beast explained his pain story....

"Jhoot"

I spoke while blushing, my cheeks were heating up.... Simply at the story, he knitted.

"Oye bilkul sach...shohar ko jhoota kehti hoo....sherm nahi ati......tauba ...tauba"

(Hey.. It's true.... Calling your husband a liar...have some shame...God forbid)

He was now touching my earlobes....in funny way and I just couldn't resist...a giggle.

Ahhahaha....

But I hid my face at once in his heated chest as soon I finished giggling...because he was looking at me in mesmerism....

"What?"

He lovingly asked....and I snuggled more....he wrapped his arms around me....rested his chin on my head....

"Why do you look at me like you have never seen any girl...in your whole life'?

I teased my beast....to listen my praise from his mouth....

"Yaar, I never seen a girl like you...Beast fell his eyes only upon his beauty..."

He was rubbing my back....

"Noor". After few moments in silence.... he called.

"Yes". I replied with my face tinged with crimson shade....

"Did you had your dinner..?"

He asked in serious tone....

"YaAllah"

I was like pleading the bed to swallow me in....because my stupid stomach rumbled against his body....made him aware at once....

"Yes at mom I had snacks...much heavier for me...so I skipped the dinner.."

"That's why your poor little stomach paining and rumbling"

He spoke in endearment.

"But seriously....I'm not hungry"

I protested against my stomach....

"Would you like to take hot chocolate...?"

He was now searching my face...his offer was so attractive...

But I was shying to answer in positive....

I knew Zareena and her helpers all were in there quarters...and I was too lazy to made it for me, neither I wanted my beast to do that for me...after all I'm a good wife.

"Noor". He asked.

"No". I denied.

"Why"

He spoke again... But ..

Knock....knock....

Door was being banging...

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Faraan's POV:

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"What?"

"You need some coolant Man"

That was Suhana at the door...with full preparation...ready to go with large handbag on her shoulder.. Her mustard shirt over black silky trousers....urghh...

"Were you eavesdropping, standing right behind my door?"

"Don't you dare to call me curious cat"

She pointed finger at me...

"OK......your friends must be waiting... But, your late night parties.... Minimize this lifestyle of yours......."

"Where is Nor?" I had applied face mask, so couldn't come right then.

She cut me in the middle and was too concerned for my better half...

"She is sleeping... Bye"

"Hold a minute...then was it you who shrieked in Noor's voice?"

"Suhana.... Quit your recent job there....just join FBI...."

I advised her...

"Baby Idea is nice....(giggling)..say my bye to Nor if she is well in there"

"Pagal orat"

I mumbled loudly, when she walked away with her pencil heel's clicking...

"Doesn't have manners...to not to disturb newly married couple..."

I saw Noor was with book ...looking at me with cute gestures...just unaware of my spoiled mood.

"Suhana was terribly wanted to confirm your wellbeing in there...Lady what charms you applied on her ?"

I was gazing her wholly now.....as I turned on the light before opening the door.

My beauty was bit relaxed.. the maroon dress was very much contrasting on her porcelain skin....she just coiled her hair into a bun...exposing her swanlike neck...the book at her front...

"Please... Faraan....Don't be rude about her...I did nothing...she is broken enough...needed only a trustful guidance.....loyal friendship"

"OK.. leave her...focus on me"...with this I again snatched the book from her grip...

"Hmmm..Sigmund Freud...

Yeah.....Psychology....."

I smiled to see my wife's unmindful act...she was suppressing a yawn....

"Psychology is one of my subject"

She informed me with hooded eyes...

"To apny psycho shohar ka aaj hi say ilaaj shroo kerdo"

(then start treatment of your mental husband from today)

I handed her book and spoke nonchalantly.

what!!!

Her eyes widened, then she smiled...of course on my kidding.... well for the smile of this girl...I became humorous husband too...

"Faraan...I'm disturbing you?"

After few minutes...she spoke with droopy eyes...My Butterfly was sleepy...but still fluttering...

"No, it's OK... You can study."

In the meantime I was busy in my phone...while replying her...I made my way into dressing room..and came out with my guitar....one of my passion...

She was on bed...looking at me...with bit astonishment...

I just sat on couch.... With guitar rested on my thigh and my finger just near the strings....fidgeting to play with....my focus was fixed in my guitarist soul....

Ahmm..Ahmm I cleared my throat and saw her...she was looking at me....with quest in her innocent eyes....

I touched the strings...and a melodic tone rippled through the room....

"Crystal girl...it's for you"

My statue wife, who was unblinkingly looking into my direction....her almond shape brown eyes, staring at me......I spoke to her and started playing the guitar...along with singing a beautiful ghazal...that just came in my mind...for the girl who was looking like a lost angel.

♪(Sheeshe se bani ek ladki

Patthar ke nagar mein aayi)

♪Woh dhoond rahi thi moti

Aur patthar se takraayi

♪(Sheeshe se bani yeh ladki

Is baat se hai anjaani)

♪Jab ret chamakti hai to Lagti hai door se paani

♪Yeh phool hai sab kaagaz ke Lekin woh samajh na paayi

♪(Sheeshe se bani ladki se Keh do ke na baad mein rona)

♪Kuch log hain jo peetal ke Kehte hai woh khud ko sona ♪(Yeh jhoot ka pul tootega Aur gehri hai gham ki khaayi)

♪Sheeshe se bani ek ladki

Patthar ke nagar mein aayi

Woh dhoond rahi thi moti

Aur patthar se takraay While playing and singing.... I saw, she closed the book....and rested her chin on her knees.....she was listening with interest....her eyes were twinkling....

As I completed the ghazal ....just asked from her still frame.

"Noor...did you like it"

"Yes...very much"

She was like came out of slumber...replying this to me, she got off the bed.....hem of her dupatta was on her one shoulder... The rest slowly sweeping across the floor....she came and stood in front of mine.....

I was playing the strings...finding another melody to play.....as I saw her standing near ...I signaled her through a pat on my left side to sit...

But she was immobile yet standing...

Then I started playing melody of ...I was enjoying to play...

♪

(dheeray dheeray say meri zindagi mai ana....

Dheeray dheeray say meray dil ko churana Tum say pyar humai hai kitna Jan e Janaan...

Tum say milker tumko hai batana)

She was standing.... Motionless..

Lost fairy....

"Noor beth jao...are you giving me standing ovation?"

I spoke this time with command ..and she moved ahead...snatched the guitar like a robot.... Left my mouth agape...

I thought for a second that she wants to play guitar... But She placed it on far side of the couch...

"Noor."

I couldn't speak more of this...when she opened my arms.....and sat in my lap....she was there, where the guitar was.....she was more like an occupant...the rightful gesture of her, even she surprised her beast...

"Please!"

She parted her lips.....

"Are you OK, Noor?"

I came into realization, when she clutched on my shirt...rested her head on my chest...

Ummm....mmmmm She snuggled....

I saw her lids were closed ...her soft...warm breaths ...smoldering my chest..and a sweet pain went to proliferate in my huge body...

"Noor...Neend arahi hai?"

(Are you sleepy)

I chastely kissed on her head....and wound my arms around her.

I was looking down.. she first lifted her head....then frill of lashes....and slowly garlanded her arms around my neck.

"Faraan"......she was quivering just half an inch away of my lips.....