《You Who Touched My Life (Completed)》ch 36
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Since our fight the day before yesterday, Kaif has been avoiding me like he used to when we were newly married. Waking up before me and leaving for office without a word.... coming home late. It's like I took a time machine to the past. It's better this way though. I can easily carry out with our plan.
I somehow managed to convince Mom to be with Inspector Kirti during the sting operation.
The team came and hid the cameras in the living room. Today will be no less than a battle for me. Now all I have to do is throw the bait.....
May Allah make everything go well according to My plan.
We have been avoiding eachother for 2 days now. She said she wanted space? Why can't she understand that all I'm doing is for her own good. I'm helpless too, I can't bear to see Naila get hurt because of that Witch. I don't know what I'll do if the unspeakable ever happens. I wish something....like a miracle happens and Ridhima pays for her sins freeing us all from her evil clutches.
Should I talk to Naila? I remember Dad used to say, "Even if it isn't your fault, the husband should be the one to apologize first. Then it's a healthy marriage". Maybe I should be the one to apologize.....but how should I?
Just then my phone buzzed, it was a text from Naila. My face split in a grin. She was calling me home with hearts and kisses emojis.
I immediately grabbed my coat and made my way out.
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She didn't come to welcome me at the door as usual, but as I walked into the living room.... I was in for a surprise.
She stood in the middle of the room in a short black silk nighty with a black robe loosely over it but which was off her shoulders, showing her long milky legs. Her hair falling in waves down her bare shoulders complementing her cleavage and the nighty hugging her perfect curves.
Just the sight of her from a distance took my breath away. She strode towards me bare feet and her faint cologne was tempting me to take her closer.
"How do I look?" She asked, her face turning red. It's broad daylight and we are in the living room. Her shy smile and flirty eyes were making my heart race. I was spellbounded by her beauty and completely speechless.
She rested both her hands on my shoulders coming closer. I just gazed at her enchanted.
"I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have thrown a tantrum like. I don't know what happened to me. You were right, I shouldn't run away alone like that. I'm sorry Jaan. Please forgive me..... talk to me Kaif. It hurts right here...."
She kept my hand over her heart.
".....when you ignore me like that."
The sincerity in her eyes made me forget everything. I held her face placing a kiss on her forehead. She smiled that beautiful smile of her that always makes my heart skip.
"I'm sorry too for acting out like that but Naila, you know how much I love you. It scares me to see you get hurt or to see you in pain and fear. I feel like a useless husband who can't even protect his wife from his own monsters. But I promise you Naila, someday.... I'll save us both. You no longer have to be afraid....just give me some time .... please." I told her desperately.
She hugged me.
"I know Kaif..... it's ok."
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"I love you Naila." I closed my eyes taking a breath of relief as my world was in my arms again.
"Say it again please." She whispered.
I smiled.
"I love you..."
"Again."
"I love you my jaan.....my beautiful wife.....my Naila...." I breathed.
She looked at me smiling and pecked my lips.
"I really wanted to hear that. Thankyou soo much."
I frowned at her words. Was she really that upset? My sweet innocent girl.
I carased her face.
•••
She kissed me again getting back almost immediately. I smirked at her playfulness and she gave a quick lick on my lips. I chuckled hungrily sealing my open mouth on hers as she giggled musically. Her fingers were unbuttoning the top buttons of my shirt and she pushed down my coat as I helped her take it off.
I bent her holding her tight and kissing her passionately as our tongues collided. She moaned moving her hands on my back driving me crazy. I bent down and lifted her up as she squealed and giggled wrapping her legs tightly around my waist giggling on my lips making me smile. Yeah, that's like my Naila. The sweet beautiful loving wife whose cute giggles and passionate love makes me forget all my worries in a second, steals my heart and her sexiness makes me forget who I am.
She wrapped her arms around my neck kissing me deeply as my hands carased her the bare skin of her thighs. Her hand slipped inside my shirt on my back. I groaned in her mouth as I couldn't take it any longer. I wanted her....
•••
"That is quite the show I must say." We both jumped and I hastily put Naila down on her feet at the familiar voice. My heart skipped at the realisation.
No way....it can't be.
"Oh hello Mrs Ahuja."
I turned around as my heart raced with angst. It really was her ... Ridhima!
Why is she here? How dare she take her filthy steps in my house!
"Excuse us Maasi. We were soo caught in the moment and I completely forgot you were coming today." Naila said with such a friendly tone covering herself with the robe.
"I came here because you invited me but I didn't think I'd get to see something soo..... interesting." Ridhima said looking at me with a raised eyebrow. She was eyeing me with that dirty look in her eyes again mixed with jealousy making me shudder.
I looked at Naila dumbfounded.
Did she invite Ridhima to our home?! Why?
She looked at me innocently. I was losing my mind. I grabbed her arm and dragged her to the bedroom.
"Ow...ow...that hurts Jaan." She yelled.
I slammed the door behind us making her jump.
"What's going on? Did you invite her here?" I grunted.
She nodded like it was no big deal. I watched her in astonishment.
"Why?"
"She's mom's friend so I thought...."
"Mom's friend?! That's why you invited her here?" I couldn't believe her. She said nothing.
"Naila! You know what she did to me and to you....she..... she's a monster. You invited the monster in our home who ruined both our lives?!" I shook her.
She pushed my hands from her shoulders calmly.
"Relax Kaif. We are just having tea. Besides, she won't hurt me. We have met before, I went to her place. She was nice to me."
"You....you went to her place?" My brain was about to explode.
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She nodded.
I huffed trying to process the situation but nothing was making sense. Are they both in this together?
I was going crazy. I moved both my hands through my hair in frustration.
"Kaif..." She touched my arm and I shoved it.
"Don't touch me!" I grunted
"You know what? You can have your sweet little kitty party all you want.... I'm leaving." I announced and stormed out.
"I love you." I heard her faint voice but I ignored it.
That witch was sitting on the couch making herself at home and had a sinister smirk on her face when she saw me blazing with fury. I grabbed my coat and stormed out of the door. I snatched the car keys from the driver and ignited the engine to go to God knows where.
I helplessly saw Kaif storming away in his car. I sighed sinking my head on the window.
I'm sorry my love. It was necessary for the plan to initiate. I promise I'll make everything right.
I love you soo much. I hope you heard that, because I don't know when I'll get to say it again.....or if I ever will.
I took a deep breath and pasting a huge smile on my face made my way out to the living room. The cameras must've been turned on now as soon as Kaif left.
"Sorry about that Maasi, Kaif can really be a lot passionate sometimes." I chuckled.
"Yeah.... I saw that." She said mockingly.
She eyed me from up to down.
"I must say Naila, you've got quite the body that any man would go mad for." She said.
"Ah really?! Thankyou soo much. To be honest, Kaif can't really keep his hands of me. Oh well, you would've just seen it." I said. I just have to get her as jealous as I can to make her show her true colours.
"I'll get the tea."
"Why? There aren't any servants around?" She asked.
I smiled.
"They're all on a leave today. What luck?"
"So if you kill me and hide my body no one would know." She threw my own line at me.
I chuckled.
"Or maybe it can be the other way around?" I raised my eyebrows. And she smirked at me.
I came to the kitchen and saw the text
"All set" on my phone from 3 minutes ago. I smiled to myself and took the tray out.
I place the tray on the tea table and sat in front of her placing my one leg on the other making sure she gets a perfect look of my legs. I had loosened the top of my robe revealing my cleavage a little. She was eyeing me with that jealous gaze. Good.
"Have some tea Maasi. I promise I haven't poisoned it." I said pouring the tea in both the cups in front of her. I took my cup taking a sip sitting like a queen.
She smirked.
"So how is it going between you and your husband. I assumed, because of both your pasts....you wouldn't be that comfortable." She said sipping her tea.
You shouldn't have asked but I'm glad you did.
"Don't worry about that Maasi. Kaif and I love eachother too much. We know about our past....more than anyone else. Yet, we thought of ignoring it and starting new." I smiled brightly.
"You know he soo madly in love with me he can hardly spend an hour without me. I have to literally throw him out of the house so he could leave for work." I giggled
"I'm soo lucky to have such a loving and caring husband. When I was attacked .... twice that is.....he stayed with me all night tending to me. Oh, you must've heard about those attacks right?" I asked innocently.
She cleared her throat looking uneasy.
"I...uh.... don't see those kind of news much as I'm busy with work. I must've heard about from someone though." She said taking a sip to steady her voice.
"I'm soo sorry to hear about your husband. You must've been soo heart broken, it must've been soo hard on you. He was a good man. I met him once, he told me a lot of things." I said.
"What things?" She questioned not trying to sound desperate but failed miserably. I wanted to sneer but held it in.
"You know....just this and that.... about you....and......well, others." I smiled.
There was silence for a moment.
"Do you always dress like that?" She asked.
I giggled.
"No, but sometimes I like to surprise my hubby. He loves such surprises but it gets hard for me to wake up next morning. He's just soo determined." I shook my head.
I could literally see her temper rising.
"It must be nice being married to such a rich and good-looking husband. Being the daughter in law of Alam group... it's quite a privilege." She said taking a green apple from the bowl of fruits placed on the table along with the knife and cutting no.... butchering it in her hands. My heart jumped to my throat but I maintained my composure.
"It sure is. It's like a dream come true especially having a loving husband like Kaif. We're like two bodies one soul." I said.... or rather bragged.
"Does he really love you that much?" Her eyes had changed now, reflecting murderous intent in them.
There you go! Show your true self already!
"Yes, he loves me like he could never love anyone else." I said provoking her even more. Her eyes closed and she smiled in a sinister way. I readied myself.
Ya Allah.... forgive me and give me strength!
"Sweetheart, can you get me a glass of water?" She said.
"Ofcourse." I said and made my way to the kitchen. I filled the glass of water with shaky hands.
She hasn't admitted anything yet. If I lose my chance.... it's all over.
I took the glass of water out as she was standing in the living room with the knife in her hand. Her eyes were red with fury. I won't deny it.... I was quite scared, but I couldn't let it show.
"Maasi. Is there a problem?" I said walking towards her.
She smiled.
"Yes sweety....."
Then her expression changed like that of a psychopath...
".....and it's you!"
The next thing I know I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen right below my rib cage as something cold, long and sharp penetrated through my skin, feeling it cutting through my insides. . The pain made me bend at the impact. The glass fell near my feet, water splashing on my legs as it broke in a hundred pieces. My hand touched the area surrounding her hand which was holding the knife's handle and the blade had disappeared inside me. The pain radiated throughout my body.
As I lifted my hand up to see, it was covered in blood.
"You bitch! You low life whore! You think you can show off your body and seduce him like that and he'll love you?" She screamed on my face.
I sank my hand down lifting my blood covered fingers up slightly to gesture towards the camera to wait.
They had to wait.... helping me is not important right now. Getting the truth out is more important. They have to listen..... please! They have to!
"Kaif..... he's mine....MINE!"
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