𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢 ~ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 |𝟏𝟖+| - Chapter 12: Chapter 12

Author's POV:-
Sakshi woke up to see her husband sleeping on her chest wrapping his arms around her waist which was have covered with blanket as other half moved from her sleep.
She stared at his peaceful, sleeping face, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red as flashes of the previous night played in her mind. It had been the first time she'd experienced such intimacy—how gently, yet passionately, he had kissed her… how his lips sucked her bite her, making her feel things she never knew were possible.
She bit her lower lip, embarrassed at the memory of the helpless, breathy moans that had escaped her mouth.
But the truth was—she had liked it. Every second of it.
To her surprise, there had been no pain—just overwhelming sensations and a strange kind of bliss. She didn’t have the words to describe it, but she knew one thing for certain—it hadn’t hurt. Not even a little.
Her gaze drifted to the floor, spotting her innerwear and blouse in a discarded pile. Flustered, and with no other option, she reached for her saree and draped it over herself, covering her upper body as best she could.
Carefully, she tried to shift his head onto the pillow and free herself from his arms without waking him. But just as she was about to rise—
A strong arm pulled her back with surprising speed, and she landed on the bed again, right against his chest.
'Ahhhh...' she screams with the sudden pull.
She look back to see her husband wrapping his arm again around her waist. She clutched the saree to her chest tightly on feeling his warm breath on her earlobe.
'Jii...mujhe uthna hain... choriye..' she whispered shyly.
("Ji I need to get up..")
With his eyes still closed, he murmured in a deep, hoarse voice, "Nahi... yahin raho mere paas. Thodi der baad jaana..."
("No ...stay here with me..for a while..")
His words sent a shiver down her spine, and goosebumps erupted across her skin. That deep hoarse voice—lazy, raw, and filled with desire—made her heart race.
Before she could respond, his large, warm palm began to roam gently over her belly, tracing slow, deliberate circles over navel. Her breath hitched, eyes fluttering shut as the familiar wave of pleasure washed over her. The slightest touch from him made her tremble—her belly quivered beneath his hand, as if responding to him on its own.
She bit her lip to contain the gasp rising in her throat, feeling both shy and utterly captivated by his touch.
'Ji der ho jayegi bohut...aaj ghar bhi toh jana hain na..' she said turning her face slightly to see him.
("Ji It will get too late..today we will have to go to home na??")
He hummed nodding his head.
'Toh udh jaiye na..aur mujhe bhi udne dijiye... bohut kaam hain' she said in an excited tone.
("Then get up...and let me get up too...I have lot of work to do..")
He sighed opening his eyes and let her go. He get down and handed her blouse and inner wear. She took it shyly before heading to the washroom for showering.
In the kitchen, Sakshi was making breakfast for only buaji and phuphaji because they will do their breakfast in her mayka. They decided to take Lata with them.
Buaji came into kitchen and silently watching her.
"Suna Arjun ke muh se ke tum teeno apne mayka jaa rahe ho?" Buaji asked, her tone calm but inquisitive.
("I heard from Arjun that you three are going to you mayka??")
Sakshi nodded with a gentle smile. "Haan, woh... pag phere ki rasam ke liye," she replied softly.
("Haa for pag phera ritual..")
Buaji hummed thoughtfully. "Jaa rahi ho, achhi baat hai... par aaj raat tak wapas aa jaana ghar."
(""You're going, that's good... but come back home by tonight.")
Sakshi’s smile faltered. She hadn’t even left yet, and already there was a deadline hanging over her. Her heart sank a little, but she nodded obediently.
"Mere kamar mein dard hai... isliye khana nahi bana sakti. Ab tere phuphaji ko toh bhooka toh rehne nahi de sakte, na? Aur waise bhi, shaadi ke baad sasural hi bahuon ka apna ghar hota hai... ab yahi tera asli ghar hai," Buaji added in a firm, no-nonsense tone.
("My back hurts... so I can't cook. But we can't let your phuphaji stay hungry, right? Besides, after marriage, a woman’s real home is her in-laws ..house... this is your true home now.")
"Ji Buaji, samajh gayi..." Sakshi said quietly, lowering her gaze as Buaji walked away.
("Ji buaji I understood..")
After serving breakfast, she started to make Lata ready.She was the most excited one to go. Because apart from school, she didn't have the chance to go anywhere.
'Hum kab jayenge bhabhi' she asked.
("When we will go bhabhi??")
Sakshi smiled, 'Tumhe ready kar du..phir mein ready hoke , phir chalenge..thikh hain??'
("I'll get you ready first... then I'll get ready myself, and then we’ll go, alright?")
She nodded her head grinning.
'Aapke ghar mein kya koi janwar hain..gaay ya bakri jaise kuch??' she asked
("Do you have any animal in your house like a cow or goat??")
Sakshi chuckled, 'Haa hain toh sirf ek gaay aur woh bhi ek chota sa..'
("Yes, there’s just one cow and it's a little one.")
Lata's eyes widened, 'Kya woh seeng marenge agar mein uske paas jau chara khilane??'
("Will it hit me with its horns if I go near it to feed grass?")
Sakshi shook her head before started making her hair in one ponytail.
'Hatt, woh toh abhi chota sa hain ...seeng kyu maarega?? Woh kuch bhi nahi karega agar tu uske paas gayi toh' she laughed.
("Oh come on, it's just a little one... why would it hit you? It won't do anything if you go near it.")
'Toh mein uske sath khel sakti hunn??' she asked innocently.
("So can I play with it ??")
'Haa baba bilkul..tum pura din usk sath khel sakte ho khush ??'
("Haa baba you can play with it as much as you want..now happy??")
She nods her head smiling.
After getting her ready, she started to get ready. She wears the saree which her maa has gifted her and tied her hair into a thick bun.
'Chalein ji??' she asked Arjun who was reading newspaper.
("Can we go ??")
He looked up to see her dressed beautifully.
He got up and move towards her. On seeing his intense stare , she blushed.
He held her shoulder lightly, 'Bohut sundar lag rahi hain iss saree mein..'
("You are looking beautiful in this saree..")
She giggles and with a slight blush,she too praised him, 'Aap bhi ache lag rahe hain inn kapdo mein..'
("You too are looking good in these clothes..")
Arjun smiled with her compliment.
The trio then reached Sakshi's place where her entire family is waiting for them in the entrance.
Tear filled in two person eyes after seeing each other.
Sakshi and her maa.
She then did both of their aarti. Arjun took blessings first from her dadi , her father and then her maa by touching their feet.
Without controlling herself, Sakshi run towards her maa who takes her in her arms.
Sakshi cried clutching her, 'Maa...'
Her maa chuckles as tears escape from her eyes..
'Hushh pagal ladki...kya bacchon ki tarah roh rahi hain..' she whisper caressing her back.
(Haat...why my daughter is crying like a kid??")
Sakshi shook her head, 'Aapko bohut yaad ki meine maa..bohut Sara..'
("I missed you a lot maa")
Her dadi shook her head seeing the duo but didn't say anything as their son in law was standing there.
'Arjun beta..aap aiye andar..bohut dur se aay hain..pehale naashta kar lijiye..' Her dad took him to their living room.
("Arjun beta... come inside... you’ve come from so far… have breakfast first.")
Both Sakshi and her maa went to the kitchen for serving the breakfast.
Her maa stares at her daughter who is helping her making the plates.
'Kya hua maa?? Aise kyu dekh rahi hain??' Sakshi asked with a chuckle.
("What happened, Maa? Why are you looking at me like that?")
She shake her head with a smile, 'Dekh rahi hu ki meri pyaari se choti si beti aaj kitni bari ho gayi hain..'
("I’m just noticing how my sweet little daughter has grown up so much today...")
Sakshi laughed wrapping her both arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.
'Kya maa...aap bhi...mein abhi bhi waisi hi hun...wahi choti si beti...bas sharir se thori lambi ho gayi hu aur kuch nahi..' she said.
("Maa... you too... I'm still the same little girl of your… just grown a little taller, that’s all.")
She smiled seeing the happiness in her daughter's face.
'Aap yeh sab choriye aur bataiye ,mein kaisi lag rahi hoon apke diye gaye saree mein??' she asked turning around like a kid.
("By the way tell me — how do I look in the saree you gave me?"
Her maa chuckles and gives a kala tikka behind her ear, 'Bohut hi pyaari...ekdum nayi naveli dulhan...kisi ki nazar na lage..'
("Very beautiful… just like a newlywed bride… may no evil eye fall on you.")
Lata too comes there as she was getting bored sitting with her brother. She couldn't able to understand the elderly talks.
'Bhabhi..' she calls softly making Sakshi turn back.
She calls her, 'Are aaja waha kya khari hain..yaha aja mere paas'
("Are why are you standing there.e inside..")
She slowly goes and stands beside her quietly clutching her saree pallu.
Sakshi's maa smiles and handed her one samosa.
Lata looks at Sakshi silently asking her whether she would take it or not.
'Bohut swadisht banati hai meri maa,kha le...' she said.
("Maa makes delicious food, go ahead and eat...")
She took it gently, 'Shukriya ..'
("Thank you..")
Sakshi's mother smiled and caressed her head, 'Agar aur chahiye toh mujhe batana..'
("If you want more, just ask me without hesitation..")
She nods her head.
Evening fell in the blink of an eye, and the whole family sat on the terrace chatting.
Sakshi’s dadi was also present, silently watching Lata with a thoughtful gaze.
"Arjun beta, tumhari behen kitne saal ki hai?" she asked curiously.
(" Arjun beta, how old your sister is??")
Lata blinked and looked at her bhaiya.
"10 saal ki hai, dadi," Arjun replied with a smile.
("She is ten years old..")
"Toh tumse toh kaafi chhoti hai..." she murmured.
(""So she’s quite a bit younger than you...")
Sakshi grew tense. She knew her dadi well — blunt, and never one to filter her words.
"Toh beta, Lata kya aapki hi saghi behen hai ya..." her words trailed ominously.
("So is Lata your real sister or...")
Arjun’s smile vanished. "Kya matlab hai aapka? Lata meri apni behen hai... aur woh bhi saghi. Mana ki hum dono ke beech saal ka antar hai..."
(""What do you mean? Lata is my own sister… and yes, she is my real sister. I agree there's a few years' gap between us...")
Sakshi stares at him nervously. The atmosphere grew heavy.
Sakshi's father laughed awkwardly to ease the tension. "Aap bhi na maa... kaise kaise sawal pooch rahi hain... woh dono bhai-behen hain"
("Maa… what kind of questions are you asking? Ofcourse they are brother and sister.")
Dadi laughed nervously. "Are beta, main toh aise hi puch rahi thi... Lata toh bohot hi pyaari hai," she added, pinching Lata's chin affectionately.
("Beta, I was just asking casually… Lata is really very sweet.")
But Arjun didn’t laugh.
He knew exactly what she had implied. His mother had already faced enough when she was alive — enough judgment, enough silence. And even after death, if someone dared to question her character, he wouldn't stay quiet. His mother is nothing but a pure innocent soul.
His voice was calm, but firm as steel. "Aage se kuch bhi poochhna ho, toh soch samajh kar poochhiyega... kyunki mere liye meri maa sabse badhkar hain. Main unke baare mein kuch bhi galat nahi sun sakta."
("In the future, please think carefully before asking anything… because for me, my mother is above all. I can’t tolerate hearing anything wrong about her.")