The Binding String

S I X T Y - T W O

"Raman, don't. Let me concentrate."

"I am not stopping you." His fingers still created havoc in her senses, dancing around her belly button. Ishita bit her lower lip, to stop herself from moaning. She found herself unable to concentrate anymore, she took the needle and the next time she did something was enough to shock her husband.

"Ouch!!!! Are you planning to kill me?" Raman yelp, his wife poked a needle on his bare chest.

"No one dies due to needle poking." Ishita teased Raman, his shirt button was fixed now.

"But people die due to overweight
Look how much weight you have gained." He pinched her lower tummy making her yelp, "See so much fat!!!! Stop stuffing food all the time."

"Don't call me fat." Ishita glared, resting her hands on her hips.

"Fatty Fatty!!" Raman sang along to piss off Ishita. She made a face and stomped her feet on his making him yelp. He caged her in his arms and they fell upon the bed, drowned in each other's eyes. "That's how I like you, my feisty cat." He rubbed his nose further on her skin, she bit her lower lip allowing him to create havoc in her senses. The distances between them continued to decrease as he seized her lips with his own and kissed her.

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"That day I felt marrying you was my right decision." Ishita replied, they were standing outside of their suite.

"And other days?" Raman arched his eyebrows pulling Ishita towards him.

"Labyrinth." Ishita replied in a nonchalant voice shrugged off her shoulder. "When I almost believed that I lost you, I found you."

"Thank you for choosing me." Ishita downcast her eyes feeling gittery with Raman penetrating the gaze over her. He still holds the ability to make her nervous with his eyes only, he brushed his cheek against her leaving the tingle down her spine. Ishita held his hand in the reflex unable to hold the growing emotions within her.

"Not here Raman. Someone might see us."

"We are married."

"You want to do wrong things at the wrong time and yes at the wrong place." Ishita grunted, trying to push him away from her which remained unfruitful.

"I enjoy seeing this hue on your cheeks." He brushed off his cheeks against her leaving her wince. "Shave off this stubble Raman."

"Never. It's trendy." Raman replied in defense, scratching his five o clock stubble.

"It makes you look like some roadside Romeo now let's go inside before Amma notices us absence." Ishita argued back, they were still holding each other hand as they pushed the door of their suite and met with sound asleep figure of Madhavi Iyyer. Raman latched the door relieved seeing Ishita distracted and relieved.  The bitterness of the past to the love they discovered in their present gave them mixed emotions today and they were unable to hold it back. They had their moment to cry from professing their love to each other and now they simply wanted to be with each other without caring anyone. They had entered in the room and adored their daughter sleeping soundlessly, cooing against her favourite teddy. They gently removed her soft toy and secured their place at either side. Ishita and Raman encircled their hands around Roohi frame and smiled looking at her, they had to do lots of things now. First of all, they have to mentally prepare their Roohi for surgery, she is been throwing lots of questions nowadays regarding her prolonged stay at hospital. Undoubtedly she is a smart girl according to her age and highly inquisitive as well according to her nature. They cannot lie to her for a long time, and along her even they need to prepare themselves for her surgery. They have heard things become easy once we grown up but now they have realised it's all about mindset.