"46. Ruhaaksh Date"

"Un aakhon me hai samandar si gehrayi,

Jisne chupi hai mere prem ki parchai

Har muskaan laati hai sukoon ka paigaam

Deti hai mere dil ko rahat aur araam"

-fictionflare_

(Ruhaaksh)

In other study room of RM Mansion, The room had been thoughtfully transformed by Rudraksh into a cozy study haven. Shelves lined the walls, filled with books, and a neat study table with a lamp provided the perfect setting. The room was equipped with everything Ruhanika might need for her studies, from stationeries to motivational knick-knacks that Rudraksh had carefully chosen to make her feel at ease. Ruhanika sat at the study table, her hands trembling slightly with nervousness. It had been many years since she last attended a class, and the weight of the moment was palpable. Rudraksh, ever the pillar of support, sat beside her, his presence calming her unease. Noticing her anxiety, he reached out and held her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. His reassuring gesture brought a small, grateful smile to her lips. Across from them, a kind-looking female teacher sat on the couch with a stack of books and notes. She observed the tender interaction with a warm smile, waiting patiently for Ruhanika to feel ready. The atmosphere in the room was supportive and nurturing, setting the tone for a fresh beginning.

Teacher: "Hi Ruhanika, I am Malini, your teacher for the next few months until you join your college."

Ruhanika simply smiled at her.

Malini: "Would you like to introduce yourself?"

Ruhanika nervously glanced at Rudraksh, seeking reassurance. He gently caressed her hands and gave her a comforting blink, his silent gesture filled with encouragement and warmth. Feeling his support, Ruhanika's lips curled into a soft smile, her anxiety melting away. She turned her attention back to the teacher.

Ruhanika: "Sure, Ma’am. My name is Ruhanika Rudraksh Malhotra. I am 22 years old. I have completed my graduation in Business Management, and I want to study more about business by completing my Master’s degree."

Malini: "Oh, so what were your favorite subjects?"

Ruhanika: "In primary school, I was interested in mathematics and loved solving problems. This interest continued in secondary school, and later, when I chose commerce, I developed a major interest in accounts."

Malini: "That’s interesting, but what about science? Didn’t you enjoy it?"

Ruhanika glanced at Rudraksh, her eyes searching for reassurance. He responded with a gentle rub on her back and a firm nod, silently conveying his unwavering support. Taking a deep breath, Ruhanika turned back to the teacher, her faint smile reappearing as she tried to gather her confidence.

Ruhanika: "Sorry, Ma’am. I haven’t studied science, so I don’t know anything about it. In the initial years of primary school, we had science, but I stopped studying it after grade 7."

Malini: "Oh, no problem. Anyway, we’re here to brush up on your knowledge and learn more about business management."

Ruhanika nodded.

Malini: "Shall we start?"

Ruhanika's brows furrowed as she looked at the teacher, her expression clearly reflecting her confusion. The teacher, noticing her reaction, mirrored her puzzlement, unsure of what had prompted such a response. Even Rudraksh, sitting beside her, glanced at Ruhanika.

Rudraksh: "Kya hua Ruhh??"

(What happened, Ruhh?)

Ruhanika: "Ma'am, aapne humara introduction toh liya par apne baare me nahi bataya, introduction toh two way conversation hota hai na??"

(Ma’am, you took my introduction but didn’t introduce yourself. Introductions should be a two-way conversation, right?)

Rudraksh and Malini Ma’am both smiled warmly at her, their expressions filled with encouragement.

Malini: "Oh, yes! My name is Malini Sisodiya. I completed my Master's 20 years ago, worked in the corporate sector for five years, and then chose to become a full-time professor. So, I’ve been teaching for the past 15 years. Is that enough, or would you like to know more?"

Ruhanika shook her head, a gentle smile spreading across her face.

Malini: "Shall we start now?"

Ruhanika: "Yes."

Malini opened a few basic books on accounts and management, flipping through the pages as she turned to Ruhanika. Malini said, looking at her, Let me know what you already know, and we can go from there. It'll help me understand where to begin and what you need to focus on. Her tone was patient and encouraging, giving Ruhanika the space to express herself and share her knowledge.

Ruhanika: "So, this is the profit-and-loss statement followed by the company’s balance sheet. It shows that the company made 36% more profit than in the previous financial year. This is the cash flow statement, which takes more time to solve, and these are the working notes along with the adjustments."

Ruhanika continued to explain everything she knew and remembered, her voice steady and confident. As she went on, Rudraksh couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pride for his wife. He watched with admiration as she articulated each point with clarity, her explanations thorough and precise. Every detail she shared was accurate, showcasing her dedication and understanding of the subject. Even Malini, the teacher, was visibly impressed. She listened intently, nodding along, clearly acknowledging Ruhanika's knowledge. The positivity and encouragement from Malini made Ruhanika feel at ease, and she found herself enjoying the session more and more. It took her about half an hour to cover everything, but she did so with enthusiasm, eager to share and engage. The room was filled with an air of accomplishment as Ruhanika finished, her smile reflecting her satisfaction with the session.

Ruhanika: "That’s it. That’s all I know, Ma’am."

Malini and Rudraksh both clapped for her, and she grinned, clearly pleased by the recognition.

Malini: "Very impressive, Ruhanika! You have in-depth knowledge. No one can guess that you had a three-year academic gap."

Ruhanika smiled proudly.

Malini: "Okay, first, I’ll give you some problems to solve as a pre-assessment. After that, I’ll get a clearer picture of what I need to teach you. Okay?"

Ruhanika: "Okay, Ma’am."

Malini smiled at her and handed over some account sums to solve.

Malini: "Feel free to ask me if you get stuck anywhere."

Ruhanika: "Aksh bata denge hume ma'am, aap chinta mat kijiye inhe sab aata hai. "

(Aksh will help me, Ma’am. Don’t worry; he knows everything.)

The teacher smiled warmly at Ruhanika. However, Rudraksh, still sitting beside her, facepalmed himself in disbelief. He couldn’t help but shake his head at her unwavering belief and confidence that he knew everything. Her obsession with him and the certainty that he always had the answers left him both amused and exasperated.

Rudraksh: "Yaha teacher Malini ma'am hai betu, main nahi. "

(Here, Malini Ma’am is the teacher, not me.)

Ruhanika gave him a confused look, clearly unsure of what he meant.

Rudraksh: "Matlab doubts ho toh ma'am se pucho, okay??"

(I mean, if you have any doubts, ask Ma’am. Okay?)

Ruhanika nodded and began solving the sums with focus, determined to do her best. As she worked through them, she encountered a few challenges, getting stuck on two or three questions. However, Malini ma'am was patient and guided her through each one, offering encouragement and boosting her confidence. With her gentle support, Ruhanika quickly regained her stride and managed to solve 13 questions correctly out of 15. The two incorrect answers were due to minor calculation errors, but Malini explained each mistake carefully, teaching Ruhanika the right approach. Ruhanika grasped the new method swiftly, feeling a sense of accomplishment as she understood her errors.

Her first class went smoothly, and she found herself enjoying it far more than she'd expected. Initially, the class was scheduled for two hours, but as Ruhanika became more engrossed in her studies, she asked Malini ma'am if they could continue. The class extended to 3.5 hours, with Ruhanika fully immersed in learning, eager to tackle more problems.

Rudraksh, watching from the corner with a proud smile, was thrilled to see Ruhanika enjoying her studies. Though she occasionally glanced at him, seeking reassurance or asking him small questions, it was when he jokingly told her that he was paying the fees to the teacher that Ruhanika shifted her focus entirely to Malini ma'am. From then on, she asked more questions to the teacher, eager to absorb everything she could. Rudraksh, content with her progress, admired how dedicated she was, feeling proud of her newfound enthusiasm for learning.

Malini: "Very good, Ruhanika. I’ll take my leave now and see you tomorrow for our next class."

Ruhanika: "Par ma'am aapne hume homework nahi diya hai, vo bhi toh de dijiye."

(But Ma’am, you haven’t given me any homework. Please assign some homework too.)

Malini smiled at her warmly.

Malini: "Aaj first class thi na isiliye, kal se homework bhi milega okay??"

(It’s the first class, so no homework today. But from tomorrow onwards, you’ll have it. Okay?)

Ruhanika smiled and nodded, and he teacher finally took her leave. As soon as the door closed behind her, Ruhanika couldn't contain her excitement and threw herself into Rudraksh's arms. He chuckled softly, a warm, amused smile spreading across his face, and effortlessly wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground.

Rudraksh: "Happy??"

Ruhanika: "Bahaut zyada. Hume ghumaiye na"

(Very much! Now teirl me.)

He chuckled at her playful request, unable to resist her infectious energy. With a mischievous grin, he twirled her around in his arms, and Ruhanika's giggles echoed through the room. Her laughter was so contagious that it made him chuckle as well, completely caught up in the joy of the moment. As he slowed down, he carefully placed her back on the ground, still holding her gently to ensure she didn't feel dizzy from the spin. His hands rested on her waist, and he looked at her with a soft, protective smile, making sure she was steady before letting go.

Rudraksh: "Thik hai mera betu??"

(Alright, my dear.)

Ruhanika: "Ji hum thik hai, aap bataiye hum konse rang ke kapde pehne??"

(Okay, what color should I wear?)

Rudraksh gave her a puzzled look, his eyes scanning her from top to bottom, trying to make sense of her words. His brows furrowed slightly.

Rudraksh: "kapde kyu change karne hai?? Achche toh hai ye bhi."

(Why change your clothes? These are good enough.)

Ruhanika placed her hands firmly on her waist, and pouted as she glared at him.

Ruhanika: "Aap bhool gaye na??"

(You forgot, didn’t you?)

Rudraksh: "Kya bhool gaya Ruhh?"

(Forgot what, Ruhh?)

Rudraksh gently placed her hands down, then pulled her closer by her waist, his touch warm and reassuring. He tenderly tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears, his gaze softening as he looked into her eyes, waiting for her to answer.

Ruhanika: "Aapne kaha tha hum padhai karenge toh aap hume date pe le jayenge, aur meethe biscuit bhi denge, ab chaliye aur dijiye."

(You said if I studied well, you’d take me on a date and give me sweet biscuits. Now let’s go, and give me the biscuits too.)

Rudraksh's eyes widened in surprise as Ruhanika wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him.

Rudraksh: "Whatt?? Tumne isiliye achche se padhai ki??"

(What?! Did you study well just for this?)

Ruhanika: "Nahi nahi, padhai karne me toh hume vaise bhi achcha lag raha tha par aapne date aur biscuit ka bhi toh bola tha. Chaliye hume date pe biscuit khani hai. "

(No, no. I genuinely enjoyed studying. But you promised me a date and biscuits too. Let’s go—I want my date and biscuits.)

She held his hand firmly and started pulling him towards their room, her grip strong but playful. Rudraksh, though a bit surprised, couldn't help but smile as he followed her.

Rudraksh: "Ruhh, jaana abhi toh bas shaam huyi hai tumhe abhi hi jaana hai?? Maine plan nahi kiya hai kuch."

(Ruhh, it’s just evening now. Do you really want to go right now? I haven’t planned anything.)

They reached their room, and Ruhanika paused, her eyes narrowing in confusion as she looked at him. Her brow furrowed slightly.

Ruhanika: "Plan?? Bahar jaane ke liye bhi sochna padta hai kya??"

(Plan? Do you even need to think about going out?)

Rudraksh smiled warmly, his gaze softening as he gently cupped her face with both hands.

Rudraksh: "Nahi betu, par abhi tumhe date pe jaana hai toh mujhe....."

(No dear, But now you wanna go on date so...)

Ruhanika interrupted him, her lips curling into a sad pout as she lowered her face, avoiding his gaze.

Ruhanika: "Sirf hume jaana hai, aap nahi aana chahte humare sath??"

(Only I wanna go?? you don't wanna come with me?)

Rudraksh shook his head with a soft smile at her overthinking, knowing how her mind often ran in circles. He gently pulled her into his embrace, wrapping his arms around her to offer comfort and reassurance.

Rudraksh: "Mere kehna ka matlab hai ki Ruhh, ab hum dono ko date pe jaana hai toh date memorable honi chahiye na, tumhe ek achchi si date dene ke liye main planning karna chahta tha"

(Not really, dear, but for our first official date, I wanted to plan something memorable.)

Ruhanika looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest.

Ruhanika: "Aap fikr mat kijiye, hum aapke sath jo bhi karte hai hume achcha hi lagta hai, toh aap hume aise bhi le jayenge toh hume aap pe prem hi aayega"

(Don’t worry. I enjoy everything I do with you. Even if you take me out as is, I’ll still love you.)

Rudraksh chuckled softly and playfully pinched her nose, his eyes sparkling with affection. Ruhanika scrunched her face in surprise.

Rudraksh: "Vo main janta hu Mallika-e-Aksh, but I want to make our first official date to be memorable please."

(I know, my Queen Aksh, but I want our first official date to be special. Please?)

Ruhanika's excitement quickly faded, and she became disheartened. Her shoulders slumped as she lowered her head, nodding in silence. The sparkle in her eyes dimmed for a moment, her disappointment clear as she tried to hide it.

Ruhanika: "Ji thik hai jaisa aap kahe."

(Okay, as you wish.)

Rudraksh couldn’t stand seeing her so sad; it tugged at his heart. Gently, he rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. He then cupped her chin, lifting her face so that she looked into his eyes.

Rudraksh: "Par aisa kuch bhi nahi hai jo aapka Aksh yu jhatt se na kar sake"

(But there’s nothing that your Aksh can’t arrange in a snap.)

Ruhanika: "Hum samjhe nahi"

(I don’t understand.)

Rudraksh: "Matlab Mallika-e-Aksh agar chahti hai Date pe aaj jaana toh hum aaj hi jayenge, go and get ready."

(It means, my Queen Aksh, if you want to go on a date today, we’ll go today. Now, go and get ready.)

Ruhanika grinned.

Ruhanika: "Sachchi??"

(Really?)

Rudraksh: "Muchchi, jao ab ready ho jao, wear something in red."

(Yes, really. Now go get ready and wear something red.)

Ruhanika: "hayyy Ruhh ke Aksh, aap kitne achche hai, hum bahaut Prem karte hai aapse."

(Oh, Aksh, you’re so sweet. I love you so much!)

Rudraksh: "I too love you jaana"

Ruhanika beamed with excitement, her face lighting up as she showered Rudraksh with kisses all over his face before quickly darting into the closet. Rudraksh couldn't help but chuckle at her playful energy, shaking his head in amusement at her antics.

Rudraksh: "Pagal karke rahegi ye ladki mujhe."

(This girl is going to drive me crazy.)

Rudraksh chuckled at his own thoughts, amused by how much he was looking forward to their date. He then took his phone to get things in order, making sure everything was ready. Meanwhile, Ruhanika had already selected his outfit for the evening. She had laid out a complete black ensemble— a black shirt, a blazer with a gleaming broach, and pants paired with a brown belt. She had gone into the washroom to change, while Rudraksh took a moment in the closet to get ready himself.

He carefully combed his hair, ensuring every strand was in place, and slid on his shiny silver watch. His shoes gleamed, and he adjusted his chain, allowing the top two buttons of his shirt to remain open for that perfect, casual yet stylish look. As he was adjusting his collar, he heard the soft sound of footsteps approaching. When he turned to look, he froze.

Ruhanika stepped out of the washroom, her appearance completely captivating. She wore a long red ethnic dress that perfectly accentuated her natural beauty. The color of the dress radiated against her fair skin, and her wet hair cascaded around her shoulders, adding to her ethereal glow. She had left her dupatta draped elegantly on the Ottoman beside him, adding to her effortless charm. Rudraksh was completely entranced by the sight of her, so much so that he wished she didn't need any jewelry or makeup. To him, she looked perfect just as she was.

Ruhanika walked toward him, a soft smile on her lips as she cupped her face with her hands and tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with warmth. The moment was so beautiful that it took his breath away, and he couldn't help but admire her from the depths of his heart.

Ruhanika: "Hayy humare Shiv ji, aap kitne manmohak lag rahe hai Aksh, aap jante hai kaale kapdo me aap bahaut sundar lagte hai, aapki twacha aur nikhar ke aati hai isme, ab lagta hai hum taiyaar nahi ho payenge kyuki humari Nazar hat hi nahi rahi aap par se."

(Oh, my Lord Shiv, you look so charming, Aksh! You know, you look so handsome in black. It makes your complexion glow. I feel like I won’t be able to get ready because I can’t take my eyes off you.)

Rudraksh felt the warmth of Ruhanika’s gaze on him, her eyes filled with love and admiration. Her words echoed in his mind, making his heart flutter. He couldn’t help but feel a slight blush spread across his cheeks. He quickly averted his gaze, his eyes shifting to the floor as a shy smile tugged at his lips.

Rudraksh: "Ye itna achcha flirt kaise kar leti hai."

(How do you manage to flirt so well?)

Rudraksh murmured to himself, his voice barely audible as he processed his thoughts.

Ruhanika: "Ji aapne kuch kaha??"

(Did you say something?)

Rudraksh shook his head. He gently guided Ruhanika towards the ottoman, urging her to sit down. As she settled onto it, he stood beside her for a moment, his hand still resting lightly on her shoulder.

Rudraksh: "Nahi Ruhh, chalo ready ho jao, tum karo vo sab jo tum lagati ho main tumhare Baal sukha deta hu."

(No, Ruhh. Now go get ready. You do your thing, and I’ll fix your hair.)

Ruhanika: "Vo sab nahi boliye, vo Skin care aur make up hai."

(Don’t call it "that thing"; it’s skincare and makeup.)

Rudraksh: "Haa baba vahi."

(Yes, yes, that.)

Rudraksh gently guided Ruhanika to sit down, his eyes still filled with admiration for her beauty. He began drying her hair carefully, his hands moving with a sense of familiarity and tenderness. Ruhanika, on the other hand, continued with her skincare routine, lightly applying the products that made her feel refreshed and glowing. She then moved on to her basic makeup, focusing on enhancing her features subtly.

As he continued drying her hair, Rudraksh noticed the strings of her dress had come loose at the back. He immediately understood—Ruhanika's hands probably couldn't reach that spot. It had become a quiet routine for them, one of those little things they did for each other without a second thought. Ever since she became more comfortable with such clothes, she had started wearing dresses with little open backs, and every day, Rudraksh would be the one to tie the strings for her and Ruhanika took the responsibility of tieing his tie. It had become something they both cherished. For them, these gestures weren't about intimacy or physical closeness. They were about caring for each other, looking out for each other in those small, meaningful ways that made their bond stronger. It was these little moments, this attention to detail, that made their relationship so special.

With a gentle touch, Rudraksh shifted her hair over one shoulder and carefully tied the strings, making sure they were secure. Ruhanika smiled at him, a warmth in her eyes that mirrored his own, and he smiled back, his heart swelling with affection for her. Rudraksh finished drying her hair and then carefully took some pins, his hands steady as he began styling Ruhanika's hair. He had recently learned how to do different hairstyles from YouTube, determined to do something special for her each night. It had become his little ritual—braiding, curling, or simply styling her hair in a way that made her feel cared for. He always got a little jealous whenever Rishwik would braid her hair, a feeling that had sparked his desire to learn and try his hand at it.

Ruhanika had kept her makeup simple yet elegant. A light layer of moisturizer, kohl to accentuate her eyes, a nude lipstick that subtly enhanced her smile, and a spritz of perfume that left a delicate scent in the air. As Rudraksh styled her hair, he kept most of it open, allowing the natural flow of her tresses to fall beautifully around her face. But, like always, he added a few touches—small twists or pins—to keep the style elegant yet simple.

Once the hairstyle was done, he made her wear her favorite earrings, bangles, anklets, and chain. Her nuptial chain was already around her neck, symbolizing their bond. He then filled her hairline with vermillion, marking her as his, a gesture that held deep significance. The sight of her with the vermillion in her hairline made his heart swell with pride and love for her.

Ruhanika smiled at him, her eyes gleaming with love and appreciation. Her sparkling eyes were the most captivating sight for Rudraksh. Unable to resist, he leaned forward and gently kissed her forehead, his lips brushing against her skin in a soft, intimate moment. With a tender smile, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, holding her against him in a warm embrace.

Rudraksh: "Meri Ruhh, bilkul meri lag rahi hai, sabse sundar, itni pyaari ki man kar raha hai bas aise hi tumhe apni baahon me leke baith jau aur niharta rahu."

(My Ruhh looks absolutely stunning—so beautiful that I feel like holding you in my arms and admiring you forever.)

Ruhanika’s cheeks flushed a soft pink as she caught Rudraksh’s affectionate gaze. Without a second thought, Rudraksh leaned in and gently kissed her on the cheek, his nose brushing against hers as he nuzzled her playfully. She giggled, her heart fluttering with the sweetness of the moment. Feeling the warmth of his affection, Ruhanika placed her hand on his shoulder, standing on her tiptoes as she kissed his forehead tenderly.

Ruhanika: "Hum Sundar lag rahe hai toh aapne hume kissie di mathe pe, toh humne bhi kar diya kyuki aap bhi toh itne pyaare lag rahe hai."

(If I look beautiful, you should kiss my forehead. And since you look so handsome, I kissed you too.)

Rudraksh smiled at her words.

Ruhanika: "Man toh humara bhi yahi hai ki bas aapko niharte rahe par aisa nahi kar sakte."

(Even I feel like admiring you endlessly, but we can’t do that.)

Rudraksh: "Achcha par kyu??"

(Why not?)

Rudraksh, still holding the moment of affection between them, gently took Ruhanika's dupatta and draped it over her shoulders, securing it with a tender gesture. As he adjusted it, he looked up at her with a playful yet loving glint in his eyes and asked.

Ruhanika: "Pehli baat toh ki hum aur aap date pe ja rahe hai, toh hume deri ho jayegi na, aur dusri baat ki agar hum aapko niharne baith jayenge toh umar kum pad jayegi."

(First, because we’re going on a date, and we’ll be late. Second, if I start admiring you now, a lifetime won’t be enough.)

Rudraksh gazed at Ruhanika, his eyes shimmering with a deep, unwavering love. The way she effortlessly vocalized her admiration for him, praising him so genuinely and cutely each time, filled his heart with warmth. It was in those little moments—the way she made him feel so wanted, cherished, and loved—that he found a sense of completeness.

Ruhanika: "Areh kaha kho gaye aap?? Chaliye na date pe chalte hai, aur phir biscuit bhi toh khane hai na."

(Where are you lost? Let’s go on the date. And don’t forget the biscuits!)

Rudraksh shut his eyes in frustration, cursing his fate for denying Savisha the noodles she had asked for earlier. He couldn't believe how that one decision had led to this moment—feeling an odd mix of regret and amusement.

Ruhanika: "Chaliye na, hum bahaut utsuk hai, vaise hum kaha Jane Wale hai?? Mall jayenge pichli baar ki tarah??"

(Come on, I’m so excited! By the way, where are we going? To the mall like last time?)

Rudraksh: "Nahi betu, is baar tumhe nayi jagah le chalunga."

(No, dear. This time, I’m taking you somewhere new.)

Ruhanika: "Achcha kaha?? Vaha bhi ice cream milegi kya??"

(Oh, where? Will there be ice cream there too?)

Rudraksh: "chalo yaar tum, main kuch nahi batane wala surprise hai sab."

(Come on, I’m not telling you anything. It’s a surprise.)

Ruhanika: "Areh par thoda sa toh.."

(Just a little hint?)

Rudraksh: "Nahii, chalo tum."

(No, now come on.)

Ruhanika, unable to stop herself, kept asking Rudraksh questions throughout the journey, but he playfully denied answering any of them. This left her pouting, her curiosity unsatisfied. She crossed her arms and fell silent, refusing to ask any more questions, but her eyes still sparkled with the playful challenge in them.

As they informed their families about the plan, Rudraksh bore the brunt of the teasing. His friends and family teased him relentlessly, though Ruhanika had the upper hand when it came to the questions—she was the one asking, and they were left unable to answer, making Rudraksh the primary target of the playful jabs. It didn’t bother him much, though; he just smiled through it, enjoying the lighthearted moment.

Once in the car, Rudraksh took the driver's seat, the familiar car that Ashvik had gifted Ruhanika. She had insisted that Rudraksh drive it. His eyes flickered to her occasionally, seeing her admire his hands on the wheel with a small smile. Rudraksh shook his head, unable to suppress a grin at how she was constantly admiring him. He focused back on the road, but he couldn’t deny the small feeling of contentment that bubbled inside him whenever she looked at him with such adoration.

Rudraksh: "Why are you so obsessed with my hands, Ruhh?"

Ruhanika: "Kyuki ye hume bahaut achche lagte hai, vo toh abhi aap gaadi chala rahe hai, Varna hum aapka hath pakad lete."

(Because I love them so much. If you weren’t driving, I’d be holding your hand right now.)

Rudraksh smiled softly as he gently took Ruhanika's hand, guiding it to rest on the gear shift. His hand hovered above hers, a tender and intimate gesture. Ruhanika, feeling the warmth of his touch, couldn't help but smile.

Ruhanika: "Vaise humne dekha hai hum, aap ya Ghar me se koi bhi bahar jaata hai toh ye sab log bhi jaate hai itni gaadiya bhi. Aisa kyu?? Ye sab aapki raksha ke liye hai hum jante hai par itne sare log kyu hai??"

(By the way, I’ve noticed that whenever you or anyone from home goes out, all these cars follow. Why is that? I know it’s for your safety, but why so many people?)

Rudraksh didn't look at Ruhanika, his gaze focused elsewhere as he knew he couldn’t lie when looking directly into her eyes. He had always been unable to hide anything from her, and her eyes held a way of seeing straight through him.

Rudraksh: "Kuch nahi Ruhh, vo main businessman hu na, toh ye sab normal hai aisa karna padta hai."

(Nothing, dear. It’s because I’m a businessman. It’s normal for this to happen.)

Ruhanika: "Achcha"

(Oh, okay.)

Rudraksh noticed the confusion lingering in Ruhanika’s eyes, and with a soft sigh, he reached out to gently caress her hand.

Rudraksh: "Vo sab chodo betu, tum ab humari date pe bare me socho na kya ye sab leke baith gayi."

(Forget all that. Think about our date instead. Why are you getting stuck on these things?)

Ruhanika pouted and looked at him."

Ruhanika: "Vo bhi toh aapne nahi bataya na ki hum kaha ja rahe hai, toh hum kya soche??"

(But you haven’t told me where we’re going, so what should I think about?)

Rudraksh chuckled.

Rudraksh: "Bas aur 5 minute Jaana."

(Just five more minutes.)

Ruhanika nodded in agreement, and soon they arrived at their destination. Rudraksh stepped out of the car and quickly made his way to Ruhanika's side, offering her his hand to help her down. As she stepped out, he gently placed his hand over her eyes, shielding them from the view.

Ruhanika: "Areh hum chalenge kaise??"

(How will we go?)

Rudraksh: "Main hu na Mallika-e-Aksh, fikr kyu karti hai aap, chaliye aapka surprise ready hai."

(I’m here, Queen Aksh. Don’t worry; your surprise is ready.)

Ruhanika grinned, her curiosity piqued, and nodded as she followed Rudraksh’s lead. They walked together, the cool air surrounding them as they made their way forward. After about five minutes, Rudraksh stopped, and Ruhanika instinctively halted beside him, still blindfolded by his hand.

Rudraksh: "Jaana, main hath hata rahu hu okay. Aapka surprise ready hai."

(Dear, I’m going to remove my hand now, okay? Your surprise is here.)

Ruhanika: "Jiii"

(Yes)

Rudraksh slowly withdrew his hands from Ruhanika's eyes, stepping back just enough to watch her reaction. The moment her eyes fluttered open, they widened in astonishment. Her gaze was met with the serene beauty of the beach, illuminated by soft, golden lights. A luxurious tent stood nearby, its interior glowing with a romantic ambiance. Inside, a beautifully set dinner table awaited them, adorned with cascading fairy lights, fresh flowers, and elegant tableware. Ruhanika's face lit up as a radiant smile spread across her lips. She stood in awe, her hands instinctively cupping her cheeks as she absorbed the magical sight. The rhythmic crashing of the waves on the shore created a soothing backdrop, amplifying the enchanting atmosphere of the secluded beach. Her eyes darted to Rudraksh, who was already smiling at her with adoration, utterly captivated by her reaction. The joy in her expression made every effort he had put into planning this moment worth it. Without a second thought, Ruhanika spun around and ran into his arms, wrapping her hands tightly around his neck. Her sheer excitement made him chuckle softly as he encircled her in his embrace, holding her close.

Ruhanika: "Ye sab kitna sundar hai, hume bahaut pasand aaya. Aap jante hai hum pehli baar aise samundar dekh rahe hai, ye lehro ki awaaz kitni madhur hai, hum ... Hum kaise bataye hume kitna achcha lag raha hai."

(This is so beautiful, I really like it. You know, this is the first time I’ve seen the sea like this. The sound of the waves is so melodious. I... I don’t even know how to express how much I’m loving this.)

Rudraksh's lips curled into a contented smile as he watched the joy radiating from Ruhanika’s face. Her happiness was his ultimate reward, and seeing her light up filled his heart with an overwhelming sense of fulfillment. He silently thanked his stars that every effort he had put into his plan had been worth it. His "Ruhh" was happy, and that was all that mattered to him.

Rudraksh: "Main samajh gaya Ruhh, tumhe kehne ki zarurat nahi hai."

(I understand, Ruhh. You don’t need to say it.)

Ruhanika pulled back with a wide grin, her dimples on full display. True to his nature, Rudraksh couldn't resist and gently poked her dimples, making her burst into a soft giggle.

Ruhanika: "Hum vaha jaye??"

(Can I go there?)

Ruhanika pointed toward the beautifully lit tent, her eyes filled with curiosity. Rudraksh simply nodded with a small smile, signaling her to see for herself. She looked down as she stepped forward and noticed something unusual. Her feet were resting on a path of soft, fragrant red roses. Startled, she looked ahead, her eyes widening as she saw the entire route ahead covered with a blanket of red roses. Turning back to glance at Rudraksh, her eyes shone with delight and amazement. Without a second thought, she broke into a little run, eager to see what awaited her inside the tent. Rudraksh, immediately running behind her, knowing her excitement might lead to a stumble. When they reached the tent, before her was a beautifully decorated table adorned with candles, fairy lights, and delicate floral arrangements. It was magical, a setting straight out of a dream. She stood there, taking it all in, when Rudraksh came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her gently.

Rudraksh: "Mallika-e-Aksh ko pasand aaya na sab??"

(Did Her Majesty like everything?)

Ruhanika: "Jii, par ye kya yaha khana toh nahi hai, hum khayenge kya?? Hume bhookh lagi hai."

(Yes, but there’s no food here. What will we eat? I’m hungry.)

Rudraksh: "Kya khana hai??"

(What do you want to eat?)

Rudraksh gently guided Ruhanika to sit on her chair before taking the seat opposite her. She immediately frowned. Standing up abruptly, she placed her hands on her waist, attempting to look intimidating. However, her petite stature and adorable pout only made her look even more endearing.

Rudraksh: "Kya hua Rajkumari ji, thodi se naraz lag rahi hai aap??"

(What happened, Your Highness? You seem a little upset.)

Ruhanika: "Haa toh aap vaha kyu baithe hai?? Yaha humare bagal me kyu nahi??"

(Yes, because why are you sitting there? Why aren’t you sitting next to me?)

Rudraksh tried to suppress his smile, but it broke through anyway. Every time he thought she couldn't possibly be more obsessed with him, she found a way to prove him wrong. Her endearing antics, coupled with her unwavering admiration, never failed to amuse and warm his heart.

Rudraksh: "Achcha achcha gussa mat hona tum Ruhh, main aata hu tumhare side me baith ta hu thik hai??"

(Okay, okay, don’t be mad, Ruhh. I’m coming to sit next to you, alright?)

Ruhanika smiled warmly and gave a small nod, her playful demeanor softening. She gracefully settled back into her seat, the smile never leaving her face. Rudraksh, unable to resist being close to her, pulled his chair beside hers and sat down.

Rudraksh: "Ab batao kya khaogi ??? "

(Now tell me, what do you want to eat?)

Ruhanika: "Umm hum... Hum kya khayenge, Rukiye sochte hai."

(Umm... I… What will I eat? Wait, let me think.)

Rudraksh smiled and nodded. After a couple of minutes, Ruhanika glanced at him, her eyes filled with a quiet confusion. She reached out, gently holding his hand.

Ruhanika: "Hume toh samajh hi nahi raha kuch hum kya khaye??"

(I can’t decide what to eat!)

Rudraksh chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with affection. He reached over and tapped her nose lightly.

Rudraksh: "Pata tha mujhe. "

(I knew it.)

Ruhanika frowned. He quickly took his phone and sent a message, and before long, a group of people arrived with a spread of her favorite foods—pasta, pizza, fries, and a variety of other delicious items. But the best part was the final dish: the kheer, both of their favorites. Her eyes lit up, and a wide grin spread across her face as she gazed at the feast in front of her.

Ruhanika: "Aapko humesha humari pasand kaise pata rehti hai??"

(How do you always know what I like?)

Rudraksh: "All thanks to aapke Rishi Bhai, aaj kal tumhe yahi sab pasand jo aata hai."

(All thanks to your Rishi Bhai brother. Lately, you only like whatever he likes.)

Ruhanika: "Haa, Rishi Bhai hume bahaut hi swadisht cheeze khilate hai, aur unhone kaha hai vo jaldi hi hume gol gappe khilane bhi le jayenge, Rishi Bhai kitne achche hai na"

(Yes, Rishi Bhai feeds me such delicious things. He even said he’d take me out for golgappas soon. Isn’t Rishi Bhai amazing?)

Rudraksh: "Haa zarurat se zyada hi."

(Yes, maybe a bit too amazing.)

Ruhanika: "Ji kya??"

(What did you say?)

Rudraksh: "Kuch nahi Ruhh, chalo khilata hu tumhe."

(Nothing, Ruhh. Come on, let me get you something to eat.)

As they sat together, sharing their meal, the atmosphere was filled with warmth and laughter. Ruhanika and Rudraksh fed each other, their giggles ringing through the room as they savored each bite. Between spoonfuls, Ruhanika animatedly shared the little moments from her day, talking about everything she did at home with Dadu, Rishi, Ashvik, and the rest of the family. Her words flowed easily, each story carrying a sense of fondness and love for the people closest to her. Rudraksh listened intently, his smile growing as he enjoyed hearing about her day, feeling closer to her with every shared memory.

Ruhanika: "Aur phir humne aur Rishi Bhai ne mil ke Dadu ko kadvi chai pila di kyuki unhone hume galat ludo sikhaya tha."

(And then Rishi Bhai and I made Dadu drink bitter tea because he taught me the wrong way to play Ludo.)

She giggled softly, and Rudraksh chuckled in response.

Rudraksh: "Dono bas nautanki karte ho na ghar pe??"

(You two just keep causing mischief at home, don’t you?)

Ruhanika: "Nahi nahi, hum na nritya bhi karte hai, Dadu bhi karte hai aur bhabhi sa hasti hai, unki sehat ke liye achcha hai na ye sab."

(No, no. We also do dance! Even Dadu joins in, and Bhabhi-sa (sister-in-law) laughs. It’s good for everyone’s health, isn’t it?)

Rudraksh: "Haa ajeeb gaano pe dance."

(Yes, dancing to strange songs.)

Ruhanika: "Ajeeb mat boliye, abhi pata hai kal hi Rishi Bhai ne Naya gaana lagaya tha 'Mera naam mary hai' usme toh Kritika didi aur Aakarsh bhaiya bhi humare sath Nritya kar rahe the."

(Don’t call them strange! Just yesterday, Rishi Bhai played a new song, "Mera Naam Mary Hai." Kritika Didi and Aakarsh Bhaiya were dancing with us too.)

Rudraksh: "Pure Ghar ko pagal kar rakha hai tum dono ne"

(You two have turned the whole house upside down.)

Ruhanika glared playfully at Rudraksh as she fed him the last slice of pizza, her eyes filled with mock irritation.

Ruhanika: "Akshhhh"

Rudraksh: "Achcha baba sorry, nahi bolunga kuch kisi ko."

(Alright, alright. I won’t say anything to anyone.)

Ruhanika: "Jiii."

(Yeah)

In this way, they finished their dinner, sharing quiet moments and laughter along the way.

Rudraksh: "Mallika-e-Aksh, pure ghar ke sath aap vo kya kaha aapne nr...nri..haa nritya karti hai, kya apne pati ke sath bhi karengi??"

(Her Majesty, who dances with the entire household—will you also dance with your husband?)

Rudraksh looked up at Ruhanika as he knelt down on one knee. His voice was soft he asked her, his gaze never leaving hers. Ruhanika, with a gentle smile, stood up from her chair and mirrored his gesture, kneeling down in front of him. She placed her hand in his, her touch tender and reassuring.

Rudraksh: "Ruhh tum kyu ai...."

(Ruhh, why are you li...)

Ruhanika interrupted him before he could finish and said.

Ruhanika: "Aap Rajkumari kehte hai hume, toh aap bhi toh humare Rajkumar huye na, aur Rajkumar jhuka nahi karte."

(You call me a princess, so that makes you my prince, doesn’t it? And princes don’t bow down.)

Rudraksh stood up and gently helped her to her feet as well.

Rudraksh: "Tumhare samne jhukne se hi toh main khud ko tumhara rajkumar samajhta hu, Mallika-e-Aksh."

(I only feel like a prince when I bow before you, Her Majesty.)

Ruhanika looked at him with pure love and innocence in her eyes, her gaze soft and filled with unspoken emotions, her eyes glistening with unshaded tears.

Ruhanika: "Aap aisi batein karke hume rula denge, bhabhi sa ne kaha tha Date pe rote nahi hai."

(You’re making me cry with sweet words. Bhabhi-sa said you’re not supposed to cry on a date.)

Rudraksh chuckled softly, his heart melting at her look, and pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her gently.

Rudraksh: "Maine rone dunga bhi nahi, aao dance karte hai."

(And I won’t let you cry either. Come, let’s dance.)

Rudraksh also smiled and nodded. Ruhanika wrapped her hands around his neck and Rudraksh wrapped his arms around her waist. Both started moving while looking into each other's eyes with a sweet smile on their faces. Ruhanika gently caressed his stubble and then placed her head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. Rudraksh also closed his eyes And placed his chin on her head and they were moving with the sound of waves. Both were getting solace in each other's arms.

Ruhanika: "Lehro ki madhur dun pe hi nritya kare?? Aapke pass aapki dhadkane sunte huye??"

(Shall we dance to the melody of the waves? Listening to your heartbeat?)

Rudraksh smiled warmly and nodded, his heart full of affection as Ruhanika wrapped her arms around his neck. In return, he gently wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. They began swaying together, lost in the tenderness of the moment, their eyes locked with a sweet, unspoken understanding.

Ruhanika’s fingers softly caressed his stubble, a gentle touch that made his breath catch. She then rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, finding comfort and peace in its familiar sound. Rudraksh closed his eyes, his chin resting on her head as he held her even tighter. They moved together as if to the rhythm of an invisible melody, the gentle sound of the waves in the background adding a sense of serenity to the moment. In each other's arms, they found solace, their hearts in perfect harmony as they shared this quiet, intimate connection.

Ruhanika: "Akshh, hum kuch kahe??"

(Akshh, can I say something?)

Rudraksh: "Isme puchna kaisa Ruhh??"

(Why even ask, Ruhh?)

Ruhanika: "Jabse aap humari zindagi me aaye hai, sab kuch badal gaya hai, hume itna pyara parivaar mila, humare bhaiyu bhi vapas mil gaye sab humse prem karte hai, aur aap, aap toh hume aise mehsus karate hai jaise hum koi kaanch ki gudiya jiska aap khoob khayal rakhte hai... Hum khush rehne Lage hai Akshh, ye hum sab humesha aise hi rahenge na, phir se hum vaisi zindagi nahi jeeni padegi na????"

(Ever since you came into my life, everything has changed. I got such a loving family, my brothers returned to me, everyone loves me, and you... You make me feel like I’m a delicate glass doll, and you take such good care of me. I’ve started to feel so happy, Akshh. This will stay like this forever, right? I won’t have to live that old life again, will I?)

Rudraksh’s hands slowly traveled up to Ruhanika’s face, his touch gentle yet filled with affection. He cupped her face softly, his thumb brushing against her skin as he gazed into her eyes, lost in the depth of their bond. Without a word, he leaned in, pressing tender kisses on her face—first on her forehead, then on her cheeks, and finally on her nose. Ruhanika, still holding onto his torso, felt the softness of his touch and the warmth of his kisses. Her heart swelled with emotions, her chest rising and falling in time with the gentle rhythm of their connection.

Rudraksh: "Dobara vo sab kabhi mat sochna Ruhh, agar tumhe koi bhi purani baat yaad karni hai toh sirf mujhe batane ke liye ki kya hua tha.... Varna vo sab sochne ki zarurat nahi hai, tum humesha hi aise khush rahogi aur mere pass rahogi, Meri kanch ki gudiya ko main humesha surakshit rakhunga."

(Don’t ever think about that old life again, Ruhh. If you need to recall anything from the past, it should only be to tell me what happened. Otherwise, there’s no need to think about it. You’ll always be happy like this, and you’ll always be with me. I’ll always keep my glass doll safe.)

Ruhanika: "Hum bahaut jaldi aapko sab bata denge Aksh, bas abhi nahi abhi hum in pyaare palon ko aapke sath jeena chahte hai."

(I’ll tell you everything very soon, Aksh. Just not now. Right now, I just want to live these precious moments with you.)

Rudraksh: "Jaisa chahogi vaisa hi hoga."

(Whatever you wish, that’s how it will be.)

She smiled softly and snuggled closer to him, feeling safe and content. He responded by wrapping his arms around her, hugging her back with warmth and affection.

Ruhanika: "Suniye"

(Listen.)

Rudraksh: "Sun raha hu Jaan"

(I’m listening, my love.)

Ruhanika: "Vo humare pass ab puri family hai, bas ek cheez chahiye"

(I have everything now—a complete family. There’s just one thing I want.)

Rudraksh: "Hukum kariya Mallika-e-Aksh"

(Command me, Your Majesty.)

Ruhanika: "Vo humare bheetar bhi nanha baby aa jata toh... Hume bata dijiye na kaise aayega."

(I wish we had a little baby inside me too. Will you tell me how that happens?)

Rudraksh pulled back slightly, glared at her.

Rudraksh: "Ruhhhh"

Ruhanika's fingers gently traced across Rudraksh's chest, She absentmindedly played with the buttons on his shirt.

Ruhanika: "Please na Aksshhhh, bata dijiye na"

(Please, Akshhh, tell me!)

Rudraksh: "Jaana kaha tha na college jaogi tab."

(I already told you, when you go to college.)

Ruhanika gave him a playful glare, her expression shifting into one of mock seriousness as she placed her hand firmly on her waist. The gesture made her look even more endearing, despite her attempt at being stern. Rudraksh raised an eyebrow.

Ruhanika: "Aaap bata rahe hai abhi ke abhi ya nahi??"

(Are you going to tell me right now or not?)

Rudraksh: "Nahiii"

(Nooo.)

Ruhanika: "Nahi manenge na aap?"

(You really won’t?)

Rudraksh: "Nahii"

(Nooo.)

Rudraksh couldn't help but enjoy the sight of Ruhanika's flushed face, her nose turning a cute shade of red from the mix of frustration and anger.

Ruhanika: "Dekhiye hum keh rahe hai bata dijiye Varna hum naraz ho jayenge vo bhi zyada."

(Fine, then. If you don’t tell me, I’m going to get very upset—very upset!)

Rudraksh: "Achcha ji aap naraz ho jayengi?"

(Oh, really? You’re going to get upset?)

Ruhanika: "Ji bilkul zyada wala"

(Yes, absolutely, very much so.)

Rudraksh leaned in closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Without warning, he poked his finger on her stomach, the gentle tickle making her gasp and then giggle. Ruhanika moved back a little, her laughter filling the room as she tried to escape his playful touch.

Ruhanika: "Ye haa..haa kya kar rahe hai."

(Hey, hey! What are you doing now?)

Rudraksh: "Naraz hona hai na, ab ho jao naraz."

(Well, you wanted to get upset, so go ahead and get upset now.)

Rudraksh chuckled mischievously as he poked her stomach again, causing Ruhanika to move back, but he followed, closing the distance. Before she could escape, he started tickling her relentlessly, making her burst into uncontrollable laughter. She squirmed, trying to wiggle out of his grasp, but with no luck. Laughing and gasping for breath, she managed to break free and ran, with Rudraksh hot on her heels. The two of them raced around the beach their laughter filling the air, the playful chase turning into a moment of pure joy as they both reveled in the simple happiness of each other’s company.

Rudraksh: "Ruko ruko aao batata hu tumhe sab"

(Wait, wait! Come here. I’ll tell you everything.)

Ruhanika: "Nahi nahi hume nahi Janna, aap Gudgudi karenge."

(No, no. I don’t want to know anymore. You’ll tickle me instead.)

Ruhanika giggled breathlessly as she shouted over her shoulder, teasing Rudraksh while trying to outrun him. Just as she was about to lose her balance, Rudraksh swiftly wrapped his arms around her stomach, lifting her effortlessly. With a joyful twirl, he spun her around, both of them laughing uncontrollably. When he finally set her back down, he turned her to face him. Her face was flushed from the laughter, her cheeks rosy, but the moonlight bathed her in a soft glow, making her look even more radiant. Rudraksh’s gaze softened as he admired her, captivated by how beautiful she looked in that moment—her laughter still echoing in his heart.

Ruhanika: "Suniye, Kya hum Khali pair is ret par chal sakte hai, hum in Lehro ko mehsus karna chahte hai, ye thandi hawa, ye andhere me bhi sukoon, hume bahaut achcha lag raha hai Aksh."

(Listen, can I walk barefoot on this sand? I want to feel the waves, this cool breeze, this peace even in the darkness. It feels so nice, Aksh.)

Rudraksh smiled.

Rudraksh: "Isiliye toh laaya hu yaha pe jaana, chalo."

(That’s exactly why I brought you here, my love. Let’s go.)

Ruhanika grinned just earn a playful poke from him, which made her smile even wider.

Ruhanika: "Zara dekhiye toh humare gaalon me ched hua ki nahi."

(Look closely—do I hole on my cheeks now or not?)

Ruhanika giggled as she spoke, playfully removing her footwear. Rudraksh, ever attentive, held her hand gently to steady her, ensuring she didn’t lose her balance.

Rudraksh: "Aisa bakwas joke, main kal se Rishi ko nahi chodne wala tumhare sath."

(Such a terrible joke. I swear, from tomorrow, I’m not letting Rishi spend time with you.)

Ruhanika: "Ye wali toh Dadu ne boli thi."

(Dadu told me this joke.)

Rudraksh: "Ha meri hi galti hai, bhool gaya sare hi pagal bhare pade hai."

(Of course, it’s my fault. I forgot the whole family is full of crazies.)

Rudraksh murmured to himself, knowing full well that Ruhanika would scold him for those words, his tone laced with a hint of amusement.

Ruhanika: "Kya?? Kya kaha aapne??"

(What? What did you just say?)

Rudraksh: "Kuch nahi yellow, chalo walk karte hai. "

(Nothing, my dear. Let’s go for a walk.)

Ruhanika held onto Rudraksh's arm, and together they strolled barefoot along the shore, feeling the cool, refreshing waves gently kiss their feet. The sensation was both soothing and thrilling, the soft rush of water sending a chill through their skin as they walked under the moonlit sky. The air was calm, the night deepening with a romantic charm, and the couple, lost in their own world, couldn't help but bask in the love that filled the space between them. Every step they took seemed to draw them closer, their hearts beating in unison with the rhythm of the waves.

Suddenly, Ruhanika turned towards him with a sharp glare, but before she could say anything, Rudraksh pulled her closer.

Rudraksh: "Ab maine kya kar diya Mallika-e-Aksh, jo meri betu naraz hai??"

(What did I do now, Mallika-e-Aksh? Why are you upset again?)

Ruhanika: "Ye date hai na hum dono ki??"

(Isn’t this supposed to be our date?)

Rudraksh: "Hmmm"

Rudraksh's gaze softened as he looked at her, his eyes lingering on her lips, the desire to kiss her almost overwhelming. His hand gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and he tenderly caressed her cheek. The way she looked in that moment, standing before him, took his breath away. Every curve, every detail seemed to shine under the moonlight, making her even more mesmerizing. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her, his heart racing with love and admiration. He felt the urge to pull her closer, to kiss her, but for now, he simply cherished the beauty of the moment, knowing that she was his.

Ruhanika: "Ha toh humne ab tak kiya kyu nahi??"

(Then why haven’t we done it yet?)

Rudraksh: "Kya nahi kiya betu??"

(Done what, dear?)

Rudraksh smirked playfully, understanding exactly what she meant but choosing to tease her. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in slightly, their faces just inches apart. He could feel her breath on his lips, and he knew she was waiting for him to close the distance. He tilted his head, teasingly brushing his lips against her cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin.

Ruhanika: "Aise nahi manenge na aap, sata rahe hai na hume??"

(You won’t give in, will you? You’re just teasing me, aren’t you?)

Rudraksh: "Haa sata toh raha hu, kya kar logi??"

(Yes, I’m teasing you. What will you do about it?)

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Rudraksh had asked with a playful smirk, but before he could anticipate her reaction, Ruhanika surprised him. In one swift motion, she grabbed his collar, pulling his face down toward hers, and crashed her lips onto his. His eyes widened in shock, his breath momentarily caught in his throat, but the sensation of her kiss quickly turned his surprise into an overwhelming surge of passion. His grip on her waist tightened as she kissed him skillfully, igniting a fire within him.

Slowly, he regained his composure, matching her intensity as he kissed her back with equal fervor. Their connection deepened, and the world around them seemed to fade. Rudraksh lifted her slightly, their bodies pressing closer as they lost themselves in each other’s embrace.

As they continued, Ruhanika pulled back, breathless, her chest rising and falling rapidly. But Rudraksh wasn't ready to stop; he trailed his kisses down from her lips to her cheeks, jaw, and finally her neck, savoring every inch of her. Ruhanika’s face turned a deep shade of red, matching the hue of her dress, as she responded passionately, her grip tightening on his shoulder.

Their breaths grew heavier, the intensity of the moment undeniable. Rudraksh closed his eyes, completely lost in the overwhelming feelings surging between them. Gently, he placed her back on the ground, his forehead resting against hers as they both caught their breath. In that quiet, tender moment, everything felt perfect, as if time itself had paused, leaving only their love to fill the air around them.

Ruhanika: "Suniye"

(Listen.)

Rudraksh: "Hmm"

Ruhanika: "Vo.. hume ajeeb kyu lag raha hai??"

(I… why do I feel so strange?)

He looked at her, then instinctively moved a little back, concerned that she might feel uncomfortable.

Rudraksh: "I’m sorry, Ruhh. Did I make you uncomfortable? I’m…"

Ruhanika: "Tch tch nahi nahi"

(Tch, tch. No, no.)

Rudraksh: "Phir??"

(Then?)

Ruhanika: "Hume aisa kyu mehsus ho raha hai, jaise hum aur chahte hai??"

(Why do I feel like… I want more?)

Rudraksh sighed in relief, but a new tension settled in as he anticipated the questions she might ask.

Rudraksh: "Ruhh, vo tum baadme samajh jaogi, chalo aao main biscuit deta hu tumhe."

(Ruhh, you’ll understand that later. Come on, let me give you a biscuit.)

Ruhanika: "Aap laye hai, chaliye dijiye."

(You brought biscuits? Fine, give me some.)

Rudraksh nodded, letting out a sigh as he quickly changed the topic. Both of them then headed toward their car, the shift in conversation helping to ease the moment.

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Here’s the second update of the week!💕

I hope I’ve covered all your requests. In the next chapter, I’ll focus on other couples’ stories, and from next week, the real twists, turns, suspense, and intense character development will begin. Don’t worry—there won’t be any separation track.☺️☺️

To my young readers aged 12–15: I’ve mentioned before that this is a 16+ story. I’m not your parent to teach you everything, but if you have questions or concerns, feel free to DM me. Please stop sending hateful messages to the character accounts—they are students too and can be affected by negativity.

Since this is the second update of the week, I might not post tomorrow. I’ll make up for it by giving three updates next week. I’m utterly exhausted and need some time to recharge.

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