Woah! He was tongue-tied there for

Woah! He was tongue-tied there for a few seconds. When she'd mentioned about observing a fast for him, a couple of days ago - he didn't think she was being serious about it. Now that he realized it was otherwise, he didn't know what to say. Nevertheless, what he did know was that he was very touched

'You know Jo...' the metro-bred modern college-goer fumbled for the right words to acknowledge such a traditional gesture 'I used to consider these filmy Karva Chauth-type movie scenes as yawn-fests...but now, when I hear you've done something like this... for ME...I...I...I'm finding it really really sweet...' moving towards her, he picked her hand with a mildly-emotional smile 'So, I guess I was on your mind yesterday...'

'Are you kidding?' she jested, though elated by his warm response 'Jalal, I HAD to recall your face throughout the day...no other go' saying so, she slipped her palm out of his clasp

Noting her repeated retreat, he frowned in surprise - that was the third time she'd stepped back from him in ten minutes. Intrigued by the strange 'touch-me-not' policy she'd taken on, he observed her curiously. Where were her enthusiastic welcome hugs? How come no assertive kisses she used to shower him with? Then suddenly, it struck him. It was the saree! Or rather, the risky consequences of wearing one in the vicinity of a wicked boyfriend!

'Hey Jo...I've been thinking' he said - tweaking up the number on his mischief-meter and advancing towards her. Just as she attempted to pull back once more, he swiftly held her wrist 'Arre wait...'

'Jalal' she chuckled, trying to wriggle her hand off. Obviously, she was well aware of his intentions 'I...er...er...'

'Kyaa?' he smirked, while reeling her in towards him

'Errr...' she signalled to the clutter 'Let me finish here first...' she jerked her wrist harder - and even managed to free herself, but alas! He was fast enough to catch the other one.

'I have a better idea...' he firmly drew her towards him 'Jo...why don't I finish first...and then we can sort out the mess together...'

'J...Jalal...' resisting his charms, she looked away nervously - but, that only meant he could observe how deep the scarlet on her cheeks were!

After another minute thus, he decided to bring their spirited tug-of-war session to an end! Hauling her towards him with an unyielding grip, he trapped her within his arms

'God' she averted his gazes and glanced down, bracing herself for what was to come

Deriving immense pleasure from her reactions, he deliberately took a long pause - before taking his hands to her hips and slipping them inside her saree, holding her by her bare waist.

No sooner that she felt his touch there, she shut her eyes and snuggled her forehead onto his chest. That was the only means by which she could hide her expressions from the devil. She knew she was acting like a demure village belle, but not her fault. The never-before sensations were crazy - the phenomenon felt more intimate than a kiss - and far more rousing than a nuzzle!

Unfortunately; much to her dismay - it wasn't going to end there. Well, it was 'Jalal' she was dealing with - so not surprisingly, he raised the intensity further. He took his own sweet time. His fingers took their own skillful course trailing over every inch of her soft waist, high and low - discovering every possible pleasure point there was!

'Gosh!' Jodha swore under her breath many times over - her forehead still stuck to his chest. She was sensing a fresh twinge of ardour with every new move of his. If he didn't stop this anytime soon, he'd just end up driving her insane. Funnily enough, all she needed to do to safeguard her sanity was to move back from him - but the whole frenzy was like a charge of current that'd caught her - where she knew she had to recoil, but she just couldn't! Maybe she should just smack the heartless brute on his head for showing her no pity - for driving her so wild - for making her experience such forms to thrill that she never even knew existed!

'Jalal' she ultimately found her voice, which had evidently become parched by now 'This is...'

'Nice?' he teased

'No' she argued with mock-anger, mustering the guts to meet eyes with him thence 'This is ticklish...'

'And nice!' he teased back

'Shut up!' she removed his hand forcefully and put it at a safer place - her shoulders, to be precise. Her poor heartbeats had galloped uncontrollably for so long that they needed a break for now! 'Tho haan..Jalal...where were we?' she stuttered

He didn't help her out with a reply. Well, she was quite capable of coming out of her stupor herself. The delighted boyfriend had more important things to do - like studying her flustered expressions for then!

'Oh yes' she recovered quickly enough 'The Teej pooja...where I had to recall your face all day...' she paused to observe his grins and promptly realized she had to come up with a diversion to prevent the likelihood of further pranks 'By the way Jalal...do you recall or imagine stuff about us too?' though she'd randomly come up with this typical 'girlie' question, she found herself quite curious to hear his answer on this one

'Are you kidding?' he utilized the same tone she'd used upon him 'Of course, I imagine stuff about us...'

Wow! She became wide-eyed. She had no idea guys did that too 'Like?' she asked with a spurt of curiosity

'Like today for example...' he paused 'I imagined us...' bending close, he whispered the rest into her ears

For the next few seconds all she could decipher was a vague string of risque words

'Oh my God!' she gasped, coming to her senses 'It's ok Jalal' the blushing junior instantly covered his mouth with her hand 'I got the gist...' what the hell was she thinking, asking him such queries? Once a badmaash always a badmaash!

Chuckling at her plight, he friskily removed her hand from his lips 'But Jo...I've only just started...'

Following a frustrated giggle, she put BOTH her hands on his mouth again - making sure she sealed it shut 'Oh I know exactly the kind of fantasies you've imagined, mister...'

'Not fair...' the humoured guy struggled to speak 'I listen to everything you have to say...but, when its my turn you don't return the favour...'

'No...no...it's ok...you keep it to yourself...'

'But.. I just...' at this point, he had to literally strive hard to move the hands off 'Ok...just... one...more...to say...'

'Nahiii...' erupting into a loud laugh, she tightened her hold on his face 'I don't want to hear about your wild imaginations...'

'Things eventually got so tough that the amused senior had to wait for her to bring her wrestling match to a halt - otherwise, there was no way he could complete what he had to say. After a short spell of stillness, she removed her hand with caution - still suspicious of his intentions.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Woah! Dia lidah kelu di sana selama beberapa detik. Ketika dia sudah disebutkan tentang mengamati cepat baginya, beberapa hari yang lalu - dia tidak berpikir dia sedang serius tentang hal itu. Sekarang ia menyadari itu sebaliknya, dia tidak tahu harus berkata apa. Namun demikian, apa yang dia tahu adalah bahwa dia sangat tersentuh "Kau tahu Jo ..." metro-dibesarkan modern yang kuliah-bioskop meraba-raba mencari kata yang tepat untuk mengakui seperti sikap tradisional 'Aku digunakan untuk mempertimbangkan filmy Karva Chauth-jenis adegan film sebagai menguap-fests ... tapi sekarang, ketika saya mendengar Anda telah melakukan sesuatu seperti ini ... untuk ME ... aku ... aku ... aku menemukan itu benar-benar benar-benar manis ... ' bergerak ke arahnya, ia mengambil tangannya dengan senyum ringan-emosional 'Jadi, saya kira saya di pikiran Anda kemarin ...' 'Apakah Anda bercanda?' dia jested, meskipun gembira oleh respon hangat 'Jalal, aku harus mengingat wajah Anda sepanjang hari ... tidak pergi lain mengatakan begitu, ia terpeleset telapak tangannya dari genggaman nya Memperhatikan retret nya berulang-ulang, ia mengerutkan kening heran - bahwa adalah ketiga kalinya dia melangkah kembali dari dia di sepuluh menit. Penasaran dengan aneh 'touch-me-tidak' kebijakan dia telah diambil, ia mengamati rasa ingin tahu. Di mana pelukan menyambut antusias nya? Kenapa tidak ada ciuman tegas dia digunakan untuk mandi dia dengan? Lalu tiba-tiba muncul ide. Itu saree! Atau lebih tepatnya, konsekuensi berisiko memakai satu di sekitar pacar jahat! "Hey Jo ... Aku sudah berpikir 'katanya - atik up nomor pada kerusakan meter dan maju ke arahnya. Sama seperti ia mencoba untuk menarik kembali sekali lagi, ia dengan cepat memegang pergelangan tangannya 'Arre tunggu ...' 'Jalal' dia tertawa, mencoba meronta tangannya off. Jelas, ia menyadari niatnya "Aku ... eh ... eh ... ' 'Kyaa?' dia menyeringai, sementara terhuyung-huyung di arahnya 'Errr ... "dia memberi isyarat kepada kekacauan' Biarkan aku menyelesaikan sini pertama ..." dia tersentak pergelangan tangannya keras - dan bahkan berhasil membebaskan diri, tapi sayangnya! Dia cukup cepat untuk menangkap yang lain. "Aku punya ide yang lebih baik ..." ia tegas menariknya ke arahnya 'Jo ... kenapa aku tidak menyelesaikan pertama ... dan kemudian kita bisa memilah kekacauan bersama-sama ... ' 'J ... Jalal ...' menolak pesona nya, dia berpaling gugup - tapi, itu hanya berarti dia bisa mengamati seberapa dalam merah di pipinya yang Setelah satu menit sehingga ia memutuskan untuk membawa mereka berjiwa tarik-menarik perang sesi berakhir! Mengangkut ke arahnya dengan pegangan pantang menyerah, ia terjebak nya dalam pelukannya 'Allah' dia mengalihkan tatapan dan melirik ke bawah, menguatkan diri untuk apa yang akan terjadi Mendapatkan kesenangan dari reaksi, ia sengaja mengambil jeda panjang - sebelum mengambil nya tangan ke pinggul dan tergelincir mereka di dalam saree nya, memeluknya dengan pinggang telanjang. Tidak lama ia merasakan sentuhan di sana, ia menutup matanya dan meringkuk dahinya ke dadanya. Itu adalah satu-satunya sarana yang dia bisa menyembunyikan ekspresi dia dari setan. Dia tahu dia bertindak seperti belle desa sopan, tapi bukan salahnya. Tidak pernah-sebelum sensasi gila - fenomena merasa lebih intim daripada ciuman - dan jauh lebih meriah daripada menyondol! Sayangnya; banyak rasa heran - itu tidak akan berakhir di sana. Nah, itu 'Jalal' dia berurusan dengan - jadi tidak mengherankan, ia mengangkat intensitas lebih lanjut. Dia mengambil waktu manis sendiri. Jari-jarinya mengambil kursus terampil mereka sendiri tertinggal lebih setiap inci dari pinggang lembut, tinggi dan rendah - menemukan setiap titik kesenangan yang mungkin ada 'Astaga!' Jodha bersumpah pelan berkali-kali - dahinya masih menempel di dadanya. Dia merasakan sengatan segar semangat dengan setiap gerakan baru itu. Jika dia tidak berhenti dalam waktu dekat ini, ia baru saja berakhir mengemudi gila nya. Lucunya, semua ia harus lakukan untuk menjaga kewarasan nya untuk kembali dari dia - tapi seluruh hiruk-pikuk seperti biaya saat ini yang telah menangkapnya - di mana ia tahu ia harus mundur, tapi dia hanya tidak bisa! Mungkin dia hanya harus menampar kasar berperasaan di kepalanya untuk menunjukkan dia tidak kasihan - untuk mengemudi begitu liar - untuk membuat pengalamannya bentuk seperti menggetarkan bahwa dia bahkan tidak pernah tahu ada 'Jalal' dia akhirnya menemukan suaranya, yang memiliki jelas menjadi kering sekarang 'Ini adalah ... " "Bagus?" ia menggoda 'Tidak' dia berdebat dengan mock-marah, mengerahkan keberanian untuk bertemu mata dengannya situ 'Ini geli ...' 'Dan yang bagus! " godanya kembali 'Diam!' ia membuka tangannya kuat dan meletakkannya di tempat yang lebih aman - bahunya, tepatnya. Detak jantungnya miskin telah berlari tak terkendali begitu lama bahwa mereka butuh istirahat untuk saat ini! 'Tho haan..Jalal ... di mana kita? " dia tergagap Dia tidak membantunya keluar dengan jawaban. Nah, dia cukup mampu keluar dari pingsan nya sendiri. Pacar senang memiliki hal-hal yang lebih penting untuk dilakukan - seperti mempelajari ekspresi bingung dia untuk kemudian 'Oh ya' dia pulih dengan cepat cukup 'The Teej pooja ... di mana saya harus mengingat wajah Anda sepanjang hari ... "dia berhenti sejenak untuk mengamati nyengir dan segera menyadari bahwa ia harus datang dengan pengalihan untuk mencegah kemungkinan pranks lanjut 'By the way Jalal ... apakah Anda ingat atau bayangkan hal-hal tentang kami juga? " meskipun ia secara acak akan datang dengan khas 'girlie' pertanyaan ini, ia mendapati dirinya cukup penasaran untuk mendengar jawabannya yang satu ini 'Apakah Anda bercanda?' ia memanfaatkan nada yang sama ia telah digunakan kepadanya "Tentu saja, saya membayangkan hal-hal tentang kami ..." Wow! Dia menjadi mata terbelalak. Dia tidak tahu orang-orang melakukan itu juga 'Like? " tanyanya dengan semburan rasa ingin tahu 'Seperti hari ini misalnya ... "ia berhenti' Saya membayangkan kami ... 'membungkuk dekat, ia berbisik sisanya ke telinganya Selama beberapa detik berikutnya semua dia bisa menguraikan adalah string samar kata agak bersifat cabul 'Ya Tuhan!' dia terkesiap, datang ke indranya 'Ini ok Jalal' junior memerah langsung menutup mulutnya dengan tangannya "Saya mendapat inti ... 'apa sih yang dia pikirkan, memintanya pertanyaan seperti itu? Setelah Badmaash selalu Badmaash a! Sambil tertawa di penderitaan, ia friskily dihapus tangannya dari bibirnya "Tapi Jo ... Aku baru saja mulai ..." Setelah tawa frustrasi, ia menaruh KEDUA tangannya di mulutnya lagi - memastikan dia disegel itu menutup 'Oh, aku tahu persis jenis fantasi Anda bayangkan, Mister ...' 'Tidak adil ... "pria periang berjuang untuk berbicara' Saya mendengarkan semua yang Anda katakan .. .but, ketika yang giliran saya Anda tidak membalas budi ... ' 'Tidak ... tidak ... itu ok ... Anda menyimpannya untuk diri sendiri ... " "Tapi .. aku hanya ... 'pada saat ini, ia harus benar-benar berusaha keras untuk memindahkan tangan off' Ok ... hanya ... satu ... more ... mengatakan ... ' 'Nahiii ...' meletus menjadi tertawa keras , ia mengencangkan dia berpegang pada wajahnya "Saya tidak ingin mendengar tentang imajinasi liar Anda ... ' 'Hal akhirnya mendapat begitu kuat bahwa senior geli harus menunggu dia untuk membawa pertandingan gulat nya berhenti - jika tidak, tidak ada cara dia bisa menyelesaikan apa yang dia katakan. Setelah mantra singkat keheningan, ia membuka tangannya dengan hati-hati - masih curiga niatnya.