38-little husband
Rajasthan - Nighttime, Hospital
Raghav Ji was sitting half-upright on the bed, and Rukmini Devi was looking at him with annoyance. She held a bowl of soup in her hand.
She said angrily, "What is this behavior, Raghav Ji? How did you get shot? Will you tell me clearly? Have you started indulging in thuggery again? This goondaism of yours will destroy our relationship one day."
She had just said this when Raghav Ji placed a finger on her lips.
"Never," he said lovingly, "I told you before, and I am saying it again. Never talk about being away from me. Even if God wills it, He cannot break our relationship."
Saying this, Raghav Ji took her hand and kissed it.
Rukmini Devi immediately looked around and snapped, "What is this nonsense? Your son, daughter-in-law, and relatives are all here, and you want to do such things? Do you have no shame at all?"
Raghav Ji smiled and said mischievously, "Arrey, I only kissed my wife's hand. Where is the shame in that?"
Hearing this, Rukmini Devi lightly punched his chest and said, "I will kill you one day. You shameless man! You have reached this age, but your tongue still has no restraint."
Raghav Ji laughed.
"Arrey, why be ashamed in front of one's own wife? Besides, shame left us right after our wedding night. So many years have passed, but it never returned. It seems I need to take a course to learn how to be ashamed; maybe then I'll get a little bit."
Hearing this, Rukmini Devi glared at him, while everyone else present in the room tried to hold back their laughter. Rukmini Devi said angrily, "I will kill you!"
Raghav Ji laughed and said, "Arrey, you have already killed me long ago. By the way, if you want, Samrat's siblings can also come."
He had just said this when Samrat, who was standing near the door, spoke up,
"Never, Papa! I don't want any other claimant to my property. I am telling you beforehand, if anyone else comes, there will be chaos in the house. If it's a girl, it's still fine, but if it's a boy, I won't spare them."
Raghav Ji was smiling at his words, while Rukmini Devi stared at him in anger.
She raised her hand and said, "I will slap you across your ears! Get out of here quietly. Listening to your parents' conversations, you shameless man! I don't know what kind of son you are."
Raghav Ji laughed and said, "Arrey, the son will be just like you. What else?"
On the other side, someone else was also listening to all this, whose cheeks had turned red with shyness. It was none other than Vaidehi.
Vaidehi was holding Samrat's hand tightly. In her heart, she was thinking,
"My mother-in-law and father-in-law are so romantic. And these people are talking about kids too. That means my younger brother-in-law or sister-in-law might come! Oh God, it will be so much fun. I will carry my brother-in-law or sister-in-law in my lap and play with them.
I will love them just like a mother. After all, they say that a sister-in-law (Bhabhi) is like a mother. I will love them both very much."
Just then, Samrat looked at her and said,
"Absolutely not! I don't want any other claimant to my property. To tell you the truth, I don't even like children. I get irritated seeing kids. So, don't talk about children in front of me. I am already struggling to handle one 'child' properly."
Saying this, he looked at Vaidehi.
Vaidehi immediately puffed out her cheeks and said,
"I am not a child, get that straight! I am quite grown up. I am turning 23 in a few days." Hearing this, Samrat said, "Just look at your antics first. You do such weird things. Even small children are wiser than you."
Saying this, he lovingly pinched her nose.
Vaidehi angrily gave a light punch to his back and ran away from there.
Samrat, looking at her as she ran, said, "Arrey! You hit me? Now I am not going to spare you, wifey!"
Hearing this, Vaidehi laughed.
"Samrat Ji, try catching me first!"
It was around four in the morning. A faint light began to spread in the sky. Some stars were still shining, and the entire sky was turning blue. The view was so beautiful that it was worth seeing.
Some black clouds were also slowly gathering in one place in the sky. Every now and then, lightning would flash, making the weather even more beautiful.
Just then, Samrat came from behind, lifted Vaidehi into his arms, and resting his face on her shoulder, said,
"Darling, I've caught you. Now tell me, what will you do? Where were you running off to, leaving your husband?"
Vaidehi said laughingly,
"Where can I go leaving you, my husband? But just look at the sky. It seems like it's about to rain. What beautiful weather! I love getting drenched in the rain."
Samrat put her down and said,
"Absolutely not. You will fall ill, and then I will get worried. On one hand, Papa is in the hospital, there is the separate worry about his health, and now you want to get sick too?"
On the other hand, the two of them didn't notice that a small drone camera was hovering around them, recording their every move.
They had no idea that someone was watching them live at that moment.
Vaidehi came close to Samrat again and, insisting, said,
"No, I want to get drenched in the rain."
Just then, light raindrops started falling on them.
Samrat immediately held her hand and was about to pull her inside when Vaidehi came close to him with a mischievous smile.
**What will happen next?**
**Who was the one watching Samrat and Vaidehi through the drone?**
**When Samrat finds out about this, what will his reaction be?**
**And what is going to happen to Rudra? Will his end be like the others, or is something else written in his fate?**
**To know, keep reading.**
The torrential rain had started outside.
Vaidehi was getting drenched on the terrace balcony of the hospital.
Her thin, white *kurti* was completely soaked in the rain, clinging to her body.
The glow of her skin and every curve of her figure were clearly visible in the rain.
Samrat was watching her. His eyes held the fire that burned only for Vaidehi.
He took off his shirt, threw it aside, and pulled Vaidehi toward him in one swift motion.
He gripped Vaidehi's waist with his strong arms.
The meeting of the warmth of Vaidehi's body and the chill of the rain was making Samrat's blood boil.
He pushed Vaidehi against the wall and leaned his face onto the soft spot on her neck.
He began kissing her like a madman. Vaidehi's breathing quickened.
She tangled her fingers in Samrat's hair.
Then, Samrat lifted her face and captured her lips between his own.
It wasn't just a kiss; it was a claim. Their kiss continued for a long time, filled with nothing but passion and intense desire.
While kissing, Samrat pulled her waist even closer to his. His breathing had become heavy. Lowering his voice to a deep, husky tone, he whispered near her ear,
"Baby, I really can't control it anymore. Your little husband is missing you so badly... he is longing for you, little wife. And you know what? I feel like taking you far away... to a place where no one can find us. No people, no tension... just you and me. And then I would keep you with me all day,
never letting you go anywhere."
Vaidehi blushed a deep crimson. Her eyes were moist. Placing her hand on his waist, she asked innocently,
"What are you saying? You are so big... so since when did you become 'little'?"
Samrat suppressed his smile, ran his hand through his hair, pushing it back, and said,
"Oh, you crazy girl, I am not talking about myself... I am talking about your little husband."
Vaidehi looked at him in surprise. She couldn't understand who he was talking about.
Samrat grabbed her hand and placed it on his hard six-pack abs. Then, with a mischievous smile, he said,
"Don't act so innocent, Mrs. Samrat. You know very well who I am talking about."
As soon as Vaidehi understood the meaning of his words, she pulled her hand back with a jerk and said,
"What is this nonsense! You have become so dirty, Samrat Ji!"
Samrat burst into laughter.
"Seriously? I am the dirty one? And when you satisfy all the complaints of your little husband, you don't feel bad at all. At that time, madam has a different kind of smile on her face. Why such shyness now?"
He leaned a little closer and whispered into her ear,
"And anyway, this poor little husband remembers you every moment. Day or night, his world starts with you and ends only with you."
Vaidehi turned her face away, feigning annoyance.
"You are lying. You don't want me at all."
Samrat immediately pulled her back into his arms.
"Oh really? How can you even think that?"
The same passion was shining in his eyes.
"Vaidehi, I don't want anything in this world more than I want you. Trust me, everything else is pale in comparison to my love. I can fight anyone for you, I can go to any extent. Because you are mine... only mine."
Saying this, he lifted Vaidehi into his arms and started spinning around. The raindrops were glistening on their bodies.
**On the other side, in a dark room...**
At that very moment, all of this was being recorded live by a hidden drone camera mounted on the hospital roof. Rudra was sitting in his chair, watching it all on a large screen. His face had turned rigid with anger. A flood of hatred was surging in his eyes, enough to drive him insane.
He started tearing apart the paintings of Vaidehi that he had made with hours of hard work.
"You... you have gone this far with him?" Rudra roared.
He shouted, striking the screen with his hand,
"This body of yours is only mine! I know exactly where that bastard Samrat has touched you!"
Cursing, he smashed the laptop against the wall. Then, he started pacing the room like a madman.
"How can you be his, Vaidehi? Your body, your fragrance... I have the sole right over everything. I will finish him. I will tear that Samrat to shreds. He is not even worthy of touching you!"
Rudra's face was drenched in sweat. He started muttering to himself,
"He calls you his queen? I will give you so much happiness that you will even forget Samrat's name. He sees you as just a part of his desire, but I... I will connect my soul to yours. What he is doing, he calls love, but I will make you my whole world."
He picked up the glass kept on his table and hurled it at the wall.
"You cannot be anyone else's! If you cannot be mine, then I won't let you be anyone else's either. I will make you suffer... and I will finish Samrat right in front of your eyes. You just keep watching, Vaidehi... how that 'husband' of yours turns into a pile of ashes."
A dangerous obsession was shining in his eyes.
"Fucking Samrat! What is your worth in front of me? You are just an insect, whom I will crush under my shoes!"
Rudra's voice was echoing throughout the room. He began cleaning his guns and weapons. There was only a scene of destruction in his eyes. He had decided that he would not wait any longer. These moments of happiness between Samrat and Vaidehi were pricking his eyes like thorns.
He lit another cigarette. Inhaling the smoke into his lungs, he opened a screen again, where old footage of Samrat and Vaidehi was playing.
Running his finger over Vaidehi's face appearing on the screen, he said in a low voice,
"You are only mine... and very soon, you will come walking to me yourself. I will build my new world standing on Samrat's corpse, Vaidehi."
The rain had become even heavier outside, as if the sky itself were shedding tears over Rudra's dark intentions.
On one side, Samrat and Vaidehi were lost in their own world, and on the other, Rudra was preparing to burn the entire world in the fire of his hatred.
Will Samrat get a hint that someone has a sharp eye on his every move? And what will be Rudra's next terrifying step? To know, keep reading...