Chapter-31 I Love You Too

Zuby's POV

It's been a month to our marriage and I don't remember being so happy from a long time. Mom and dad have been showering me with their unconditional love. And Bhai has turned out to be the protective elder brother I never had. Due to his shifting duty we don't get to spend a lot of time together but whenever we get he makes sure to treat me like a little girl. Not that I am complaining but I found it really funny when Bhai said for the first time that he always wished to have a little sister to spoil. Well I am not little anymore but he does spoil me, within a month I already have almost 3 new books and yesterday Bhai even ordered a new book shelf for my room. He often gets me my favorite chocolate while coming back from hospital. Sagu laughed like a crazy girl when I told her what Bhai said and she replied...

"This is so ironic the guy you were going to get married to says that you are like his little sister." Thinking about this even I couldn't stop my laughter.

I almost forgot the joy of being part of a loving family since years. Mom finally came to know that I hardly know cooking. I was scared that she might get upset about this but she hugged me and said...

"So what if your aunt is a crazy woman, I will teach you the basics. And then if you find it interesting you can keep on learning more and more dishes." She gave me warm hug and kissed my forehead affectionately. I am in love with my mom in law. I even started going to my boutique two days after our reception.

Right now sitting in my boutique I know it's already time for me to go home but I still don't know how to face Ayaan. Well it's been like this since the last two days, we made love for the first time two nights back. Since then I am feeling so shy in front of Ayaan that I just can't even look in his eyes. Thinking of that night I can't stop blushing. Ayaan has been so good with me; I know I have somewhere fallen in love with my dear husband. He had been spooning me since quite a few days and two days back I just gave in. It's not that I regret it; at that moment I was sure that I was ready. Ayaan was so gentle with me, I felt loved and valued. I guess it's true when two people are in love then everything they do together feels amazing. But the next morning when Ayaan kissed me again I couldn't even look in his eyes.

I wonder if every girl feels like this once she has consummated her marriage. I have been avoiding Ayaan from two days. I mean I don't know what to say or do anymore. I never thought I would feel so shy after doing the deed. Yesterday I went to meet Sagu and once I was home I immediately went to bed after dinner. The day before I stayed up late and talked to mom in her room. What should I do now? I know this is not the right behavior but I can't help it.

I finally decide to go home and go with the flow; just then Ayaan calls me on my mobile. I hesitate but take his call...

Z-As salaam alaikum (Muslim greetings)

A-walekum as salaam

I don't know what to say so I wait for Ayaan to say something...I hear him take in a sharp breath...

A-What's wrong Zuby? Why are you not talking to me since the last two days?

I felt bad to hear him sound upset and also worried may be.

Z-It's nothing like that.

A-I don't know if I am right but I think I know the reason behind all this.

I am not sure what he thinks is the reason, so I stay quiet and let him speak.

A-I will be home in the next fifteen minutes and I want to talk to you. Please don't ignore me and let's just talk it out.

Why am I getting a feeling that Ayaan thinks I am annoyed about something? I guess he is right and we should talk it out. It's all because of my silly reaction. I mean who feels so shy in front of their own husband.

Z- Ok

This was all I could say and then I disconnected the call. I quickly picked up my stuff and walked out shutting my boutique. Throughout my drive back home I was trying to find the correct words to explain everything to Ayaan.

Ayaan's POV

This whole month has been so good, with my Zuby by my side I feel like I have won the world. Mom and dad's relationship with me has drastically improved. I mean I don't get to hear the same lectures any more. To my surprise there are no more comparisons between me and Bhai. I know the credit of all this goes to my lovely wife, she is the one waking me every morning and asking me to go and pray in the mosque. Even at night I have started going to the mosque. I also heard her talking to mom about forgiving me. Dad and mom have almost started talking to me in a loving manner. Something I missed for years.

Two nights back when we made love for the first time I was more than happy. I was glad that Zuby trusts me enough to give me the honor of making her mine completely. But the next morning I couldn't understand her behavior. She seemed to be avoiding me, not looking in my eyes and not even talking to me. I fear that I was wrong in my judgment and maybe she was not actually ready to take the next step. I want to clear this doubt, it's been two days already and now I have started feeling suffocated.

Pacing in my room I keep on glancing at the wall clock. I wonder when she will come. I have been waiting for almost half an hour now. Just then she enters, once again not looking at me.

I keep on watching her every move; she places her bag in place and takes off her headscarf and shoes. Then she sits at the edge of the bed fidgeting with her fingers. I went near her and knelt in front of her...

"I am sorry love..." she looked at me with wide eyes; I guess she was not expecting me to apologize. She stayed quiet so I continued...

"I don't know how I didn't understand and misunderstood your actions...I thought you were ready to take the next step in our marriage...I never want to make you uncomfortable or sad. Please Zuby, I won't repeat such a mistake ever again. Just talk to me please; your silence is really killing me." Zuby held my hand and I was taken aback with her action. I mean I was not expecting her to touch me; I was being careful and didn't touch her fearing that she might think I am forcing her into getting physical...

"It's not what you are thinking, I don't regret anything." She whispered and I was more confused now, if she is not upset about us making love then what else is the problem...

"I know it's really stupid of me but I don't know how to react now...I mean I just don't know what to do next. I am feeling so shy that I can't even look into your eyes." She spoke all this in a whisper and once I processed what she meant I couldn't help but laugh, she is looking so cute right now that I just want to kiss her like anything. She gives me a strange look; she must be thinking that I have gone crazy. I just get up and take her in my arms. I am glad that she returns my hug and hid her face in my chest. I still can't stop laughing and my whole body is shaking, Zuby hits my chest playfully and I finally control myself and stop laughing...

"My dear wife you are so cute, I was scared over here thinking that I have hurt you and you were busy being so shy." I pulled out of the hug and raised her head so that I can look in her beautiful eyes. She just held my gaze for mere seconds and mumbled a 'shut up' which made me laugh once more. She pushed me and got up from the bed muttering...

"I dont want to talk to you...you are making fun of me" I quickly got up and hugged her from behind...

"I am sorry...I didn't mean to make fun of you...you are too naive Zuby and you are looking damn cute like this. That's the only reason I laughed." She gave into my touch and leaned into me....

"I love you jaan(life)" I confessed my love once again and she turned to face me. Still in the circle of my arms Zuby looked at me and smiled, she then hugged me tightly and whispered...

"I love you too" I froze for a second; this was the first time Zuby confessed her love for me. I pulled out of her embrace and looked at her, she was smiling at me and her cheeks were absolutely red by now. She pushed me away and ran in the washroom. I was too stunned to stop her, but I am sure my smile couldn't get wider.

I went and stood right in front of the bathroom door and as Zuby opened the door she screamed and jumped a little. Probably she was not expecting me to be standing so close to the door. I picked her up bridal style and she squealed. I walked to the bed and sat with Zuby on my lap. Her arms were around my neck and mine around her waist. She looked at me and smiled again; I leaned forward and pecked her lips lightly. Zuby lowered her gaze and I kissed her forehead bringing her more close to me. I cleared my throat and asked her...

"So you don't regret anything?" She shook her head no and I decided to tease her a little...

"So it going to be like this each time we make love? That you will not talk to me and avoid me..." she pinched my arm and I chuckled at her reaction. Knowing that she was just shy and I have not hurt her in any way I felt like a heavy weight has been lifted off my chest.

Lifting my wife again I put her on the bed and hovered above her. I kissed her soft lips passionately and was glad that she kissed me back. I looked in her eyes for permission and her shy smile gave me my answer and once again we made love.