Published on 20th September 2021.

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♡ Now I'm under your control

And I can't take it anymore

We should make this personal

Why can't you just close the door? ♡

- R I S H A B H -

"What?"

"Yes."

"You mean to say that he's your own cousin? You have a blood relation with him?" I asked and Ansh nodded. "Akriti di is his ex-wife?" He hummed and I sighed. "Why didn't you inform me earlier?"

"Circumstances. I tried but couldn't."

I knew that Ansh had a cousin who was divorced but I never knew he was Akriti di's ex-husband.

"You should have. Everything is so messed up now."

"Do you know the best solution to this situation?" He asked and I shook my head in negative. "You shouldn't have married your wife. Problem solved! There was no way you were sitting here with a tensed face if you never involved yourself in it." He spoke and I glared.

"Do you know the even better solution? When you asked for my sister's hand for your marriage, we should've declined your proposal straightway. Problem solved!" I said and he narrowed his eyes.

"That's illogical."

"You said the same. I can't go in the past and break my wedding just because of such a petty matter."

"Relax. I was joking." He said and I shook my head in disbelief. "Well, Yash bhaiya is not at all close to me. He always faked a perfect persona. It's my mother who treats him like her first son, the apple of her eyes. It was her decision to call him in the ceremonies."

"That's not the point. The main issue is making everything less awkward than before."

"I don't think we can do anything in their matter. Let's say, it's upto them how they shape their future." He sighed and I turned my gaze towards the clock on table.

Yash is Ansh's uncle's son. Although they both share the same paternal grandparents, they have a lot of difference between them.

One thing I could never understand is, how can he be unfaithful to Akriti di, his better-half. Did he never love her? Even if there was no love, what about the commitment marriage comes with?

How can his family members not despise him after what he did?

As I heard a sound of ping, my gaze went towards my phone. Seeing the notifications on the screen, I smiled.

"You're smiling? What's the matter?" He peeped into my phone and raised his eyebrows. "Is that an airline ticket? Whoa! Are those the tickets for your honeymoon?" He asked and I nodded. "Get ready to make your bank balance nil. Mine costed the income of two months."

"Not everyone is weak in calculations and planning like you." I said and he narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell anyone about it. Not even Radhika! She can't digest any news for a long time."

"Wait! Your honeymoon is not a surprise, is it?"

"It's a present for Shruti's birthday and I don't want her to know this from somewhere else."

"Good luck. Wait, isn't it-" Before he could speak further, his phone rang and he had to pick it up. "Yeah babe. I know... Diapers? For you?" He asked Radhika and I chuckled. He made a fake crying face and put the call on speaker.

"What will I do with diapers? It's for our daughter, you idiot! And, where the hell are you? Anika is not just mine but your daughter too. If I don't find you here in next thirty minutes, get ready to sleep in the guest room!"

She cut the call and I cleared my throat. I was not interested in knowing the details of my sister and best-friend's love life.

"Now you know how blunt your sister is."

"You were eager to marry her. Your loss. Not my fault." I shrugged and he narrowed his eyes.

"It's not a loss. I admit that my wife is a troublemaker and shouts on me when she's angry but she gave me the best gift of my life. I love her."

"Okay, I get it. No need to show it off."

"I'll go. Take care." He stood up and walked out. I too got up and packed my things before walking to my car. Driving to Shruti's workplace, I parked the car and waited for a few minutes until I felt the door opening.

"How was your day?" I asked as she buckled her seatbelt.

"Tiring. I had to look upon a pile of documents. How was yours?"

"Good. The construction of new branch is on the way and everyone is busy for the new collection." I said and she nodded. "Wh... What do you like?"

"Like? As in?"

"Something precious to you. If you get it, you'd be happy."

"Chhole kulche, I guess."

Here goes my question in waste.

Birthday comes once a year and she wants chhole kulche?

Chhole Kulche?!

✨

I tossed on the bed and gazed the ceiling as I literally had nothing to do. I was confused whether to surprise her in the midnight or to wait for morning. Both ways were good at their own place.

God!

When I heard the door of the bathroom opening, I closed my eyes to fake sleep. I opened my eyes when she was busy in her night routine and was only able to view her back. The way her night suit hung on her ass which was way bigger than her tiny waist was too appealing.

She's on her periods!

I sighed and gulped all my saliva before closing my eyes. I was controlling myself just because she was menstruating, or else I would've jumped upon her.

In a minute or so, I felt a load over my chest and two fingers grazing my chin. Now I'm sure that my wife loves hugging me, not that I mind. I too like to cuddle. Almost all men like it, but they'd never say.

As her finger trailed towards the end of my lips, I controlled myself from laughing because of the tickling sensation. I opened my eyes and looked towards her widely opened eyes. It's not good to play with your husband when he's sleeping. Although, doing the same when he's awake is perfectly fine.

"Aren't you sleepy?" I asked and she pursed her lips before moving her head down on my chest. There could only be two possibilities, either she's too shy or she's acting to be one.

I pressed my lips on her head and moved my arm around her waist to pull her closer. Settling my chin over her head, I set the alarm in my phone and closed my eyes, mentally noting to wake up in an hour.

As expected, the alarm rang and I immediately closed it before it could wake her up. Slowly moving my arm off Shruti, I pulled my legs which were beneath hers and kept a pillow at my place, which immediately became her hug-buddy.

Although my sleep was disturbed, it didn't actually matter. Some gifts are worth waiting and spending my time for, even if I'm the one giving it.

With slow steps, I walked to the kitchen and pulled a mini cake out from the refrigerator. I dug a candle in the centre of cake and lit it before tiptoeing into our room.

As the clock struck eleven fifty-nine, I called Shruti's name to wake her up which was left unheard by her. As I couldn't let those sixty seconds slip off, I shook her by her shoulders which ofcourse ended up in vain.

She's such a sleepy head!

I took a deep breath and harshly pulled the pillow out of her hold. Sorry. The movement broke her slumber and she opened her eyes while rubbing them.

"Happy Birthday, Shruti."

"Hmm?" She groaned and looked at me. As her gaze went towards the only source of light in the room, the candle, she widened her eyes and sat straight. "Wh... What happened?"

"Happy Birthday."

"Thank you. I mean, same to you." She said and I smiled. "Why did you wake up now? It's still night."

"It's twelve, so....."

"Shall we sleep?"

"No!" I shouted and she looked at me weirdly. "Cake." She turned her gaze towards the cake and blew the flame out. Pulling a small piece out from the cake, she forwarded it to me and I immediately ate it.

While she waited for her piece, I dipped my finger in the frosting and touched her cheeks. "Rishabh!" She yelled and I chuckled while looking at the cream on her skin.

"Sorry, sorry."

"I couldn't even eat the cake!" She complained and I smiled before leaning forward to lick the frost off her cheek. As my tongue touched her skin, she sat still and I felt her gripping the fabric of my trackpants near my knees.

"Here you have your cake." I mumbled and gave the plate to her. She immediately ate it in two bites without making any noise and walked to the bathroom to wash her hands and face. Meanwhile, I forwarded the message of tickets to her and kept the phone upside down when she arrived.

Hope she likes the gift.

Before her head could touch the mattress, I pulled her towards me and kept her head on my lap as I leaned back on the headboard.

"Shruti, can you check your phone?"

"What happened?"

"Check if there's any recent message." I asked and she nodded. She got up, took the phone from the bedside table and rested her head on my lap.

"Mauritius?!" She got up and sat straight.

"Don't you like it?"

Fingers crossed!

"No, I love it. But, what was the need? Isn't it expensive?"

"It is." I shook my head and made her lie down on my lap, "But, it's necessary. Ma and papa are worried about our honeymoon since a month and I think nothing is better than this." I said and she nodded.

"We can divide the expenses." She said and I raised my brows in question while looking straight into her eyes. "I mean, we can divide all the expenses in one-is-to-one ratio. Isn't it a good idea?"

"No way! It's my present and I'm going to bear all the responsibilities."

"It's your birthday too. Take it as one of my presents." She said and I took a deep sigh before shaking my head in negative. I was waiting for my birthday present but couldn't blame her as it wasn't even a proper time to give one. It was me who was in a hurry and couldn't wait for the sun to rise.

To be honest, giving a gift is more satisfactory for me than recieving one.

But, I am curious for my present, if there was any!

"Sixty-forty?" She said and I glared. "Seventy-thirty! Nothing more, nothing less." Just when I was about to revolt, she kept her palm over my mouth to shut me. She got up from my lap and pressed her lips on mine.

I kept my right hand behind her head while the other one went around her waist. Before I could pull her towards me, she detached herself from me.

"Happy birthday and good night. I'm sleepy." She went on her side of bed and I lied beside her. Pulling the blanket over us, I slipped my hand beneath her shirt to feel the warmth of her waist.

"Happy Birthday." I mumbled and smiled before closing my eyes.

Happy Birthday to you, Shruti.

Happy Birthday to me.

And, happy birthday to us...

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