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..because you left me in the pain. (Part 1)

"You love to make mistakes, don't you?"

Said he, looking deep into her eyes while she stood quiet with pink eyes and opened lips.
"What did I do, now?"
He opened the buttons of her shirt and she stood still
"mistake, yet another mistake".
He stripped her body naked and she hid her bossom with her long brown hair " so, would you punish me now?"
"Yes, I will."
Swallowing her saliva, she asked again, "...but I want to know, what is my mistake?"
He could feel the heaviness in her respiration, he could feel the struggle of her lips to breathe, he could feel the hesitation that she had to show her body, he could feel the pain in her soul and he could feel the anger inside her.
"Why are you so angry?"
"Because I hate you."
"...but why? Why do you hate me?"
"Don't you know?"

A tear rolled down her cheek, tear of anger and pain, of complaints, asking millions of questions seeking only one answer.

"Yes, I know." Kabeer tried to wipe her tear but she threw his hand away.

"Don't touch me" said she, sobbing, blocked nose. "Just... don't"


It was a natural reaction of a woman, when she's hurt, she hurts. "Stop crying"

"Why do you care, you never cared, never loved, all you needed me to obey you, the way you want, and when I don't do the things you want, you hurt me. Why? Just because I loved you?"


"You hurt me too, you said a lot of things that made scars on me, you made me cry too, I didn't say anything to you, I tried to make things up, I did, but you never got over what happened between us"

and Kabeer held her head and kept on his chest, she stood sobbing, complaining, and closer to Kabeer.


The destination of Mayuri ends at Kabeer’s chest, she could never think beyond him, never tried, never wanted to. All she ever wanted was his touch, his presence, his smile and her name in his voice.


She felt peace, serene, and she hugged Kabeer as if she is not going to leave him ever, and the peace in Kabeer’s eyes was visible when he kept quiet, controlling his tears and the longing of years.

The crave of every night and morning to touch her and make her sleep on his chest, her fights, her demands, and her face.. to hold her face in his palms.


Her tiny round face, and big eyes, when she cries, her nose gets blocked and it troubles her the most, she forgets the issue of fights and all her melodramatic moments and deals with her blocked nose, which is kind of a relief to Kabeer, for a while but yes, her blocked nose is another big trouble, which she hates the most.


She's never going to grow up, and he never understood why did she love him so much.

She never asked anything from him, was always happy in whatever he provided with but the only issue she had was - she could not get enough of him.


Mayuri calmed down and kept holding Kabeer tightly, she was naked but Kabeer wasn’t, he loved to see her naked, he had no idea why did he loved watching her naked body.


He could wait for hours without touching her in the same room but he just wanted her to be naked, as if he wanted to capture each mole of her body in his eyes. He was obsessed with her, her desires, her glittering wetness, and her uncomfortable face when he strips her in light.


Mayuri never liked making love with lights on, she hated it as she was never free in light and this awkwardness is loved by Kabeer.


Mayuri tried to hide her body, her curves, with pillow, sometimes bedsheet, sometimes her long hair, but Kabeer snatched all her clothes away and made her sit on the bed.

He went away from her and sat on the chair in front of her and she could barely look into his eyes..

Well.. something was about to happen, something, that they both craved for very long.. but the question stands still.. “Why did Kabeer leave?’’



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