Call at Unwanted Time

Preetam PoV:

Roopa's 'Yes' had broken my heart. However, I doubted how is it possible for her to leave me so easily if she genuinely loves me. I thought to give her a small shock to make her understand her feelings towards me. However, before I react, Roopa turned towards me and hugged me tightly with an ocean in her eyes.

"Roopa!" I said as I didn't understand anything.

"I am sorry. I love you, Preetam. I may not dedicate my whole life to you, but I will try my best to be a good wife to you until I am with you. I didn't want to leave you. I want you and my profession. Please Preetam, please give me a chance. I will prove to you that I can handle my personal and professional life well. If I fail, I will do whatever you say. Please just one chance," Roopa requested me.

I could never see her in tears. I wiped the tears off and kissed her several times on her forehead and cheeks to stop her crying.

"It's okay, Roopa. I will give you a chance. If you make me believe that you can handle both and save our family, I won't ask you to leave your profession. Now please don't cry," I said, and Roopa hugged me again.

"I love you so much. You are better than my dream husband. I didn't want to miss you" Roopa said, wiping her tears.

Roopa always has magic to drive me crazy with her sudden behavioural changes. Anyways, I didn't want her to cry. I thought to give her a chance. No one can ever judge the capabilities of a person without knowing them well.

I made Roopa sit on my lap to console. She became normal after sometime. She stayed on my lap for a long time, encircling her hands around my neck as if she was scared and needs me. I remembered her ordering and shooting terrorists with a pistol and her great fight.

How can she show such variations?

I smiled for a moment, remembering the shades in my wife. I knew that she is brave and intelligent. But, somewhere my heartfelt she is innocent.

When she cries, I feel as if someone pierced my heart. She behaves so innocently and childishly near me, and I must agree that I love it. Because being a man, my man ego wouldn't accept to look at her as a strong woman. Though she is a real inspiration to many, still I feel she should be innocent and melt in my touch as she is my wife.

Roopa never showed her pride or power near me. She was scared of my shouting and anger, blushed and forgot everything with my single touch, cried when I ignored her and was happy when I took her into the arms to pamper. I understood one thing about Roopa, i.e., she doesn't like domination or ordering. However, Roopa controlled herself and did what I said calmly bearing my dominated tone. I decided not to talk to her in such an ordering manner.

Frankly, I wanted her to be happy and reach greater heights, but must stay with me. Whatever she does, she must remember that she is my wife and daughter in law of this family. I didn't know whether it's my love or ego.

"Leave me, Preetam," Roopa said cutely.

Unknowingly, I tightened my grip on her. It's me who should decide when I should leave her, that's how I felt.

"Preetam, it's not the time for the romance," Roopa said again.

"Whatever, it's me who should decide everything in your life," I said kissing her neck showing my power over her.

"Okay, my dear husband! Now leave me. I should prepare breakfast for you," Roopa said without noticing my intention and escaped from my grip playfully.

I smiled at her. After breakfast, I came to my room, and Roopa followed me.

"Preetam, if possible come soon to home today," Roopa said, blushing.

"Why?" I asked casually combing my hairs.

"To make me your wife completely," Roopa said, and I looked at her surprised.

She blushed and lowered her gaze. I held her waist and kissed on her cheek.

"Are you saying that wholeheartedly?" I asked.

Inspite of chauvinist mentality, I always wanted Roopa to give my right on her only by accepting me completely but not by force or as a compromise. Roopa nodded with a smile.

"I love to see this IPS officer blushing for my touch," I said.

"I am your wife, Preetam," Roop pouted.

I didn't know why I couldn't consider her only as my wife instead of as an IPS officer.

"I will come back to you as soon as possible to make you all mine," I said and went to the office.

I returned early to the home. Roopa opened the door. I went to the room, and she already decorated the room. As mom and dad went to some wedding, we were all alone. She took a shower and got ready beautifully. I remembered our wedding day.

Roopa was breathtakingly beautiful in a red sari. Her wide black eyes mesmerised me. Her nose ring added beauty to her long and pointed nose. Her pink lips invited me to taste them without wasting another minute.

Roopa sat beside me on the bed. She held both her hands indicating her nervousness. I held her hand playing with her glass bangles that rejoiced my ears with their soothing sound.

"Are you nervous?" I asked Roopa to which she nodded.

I found sweat beads forming on her forehead and cheeks. I looked at the AC, and it was already switched on. I understood the level of her uneasiness.

"Do you need time, Roopa?" I said, hugging her from the side, keeping her head on my shoulder.

"No!" Roopa said.

"Then?" I asked, wiping sweat from her face.

"I don't know," Roopa said with a few tears.

"What happened, sweetheart?" I asked her again, shocked seeing her in tears.

"Nothing!" Roopa said.

I smiled, understanding her untold fears. I slowly made her lie on the bed. I kissed back of her left palm. Roopa smiled, feeling my lips on her hand. I kissed her forehead, eyes, and cheeks intertwining her one hand with mine. I placed a wet kiss on her neck, and that's it, I lost my control.

I kissed her madly on the neck and Roopa moaned my name. I removed her sari pin and untied her sari. I threw her sari on the floor. My eyes fell on half revealed bosoms and navel. Roopa gulped audibly. I looked at her face, and her face showed expressions mixed with love and shyness.

I unhooked her blouse. I kissed her cleavage and half revealed bosoms. I removed her bra which hindered me from feeling her delicacy. I took off my shirt. Roopa closed her eyes seeing me shirtless.

"Are you fine, Roopa? Shall I continue or stop?" I asked as I wanted Roopa to feel my love.

Having sex is different from making love to my wife. In the former, it's just fulfilling my physical need where my heart has no role. But, in making love to my wife, it involves my heart. It's a way to express my love to Roopa by making her all mine. But, it will be lovemaking, only when Roopa too feels it and is ready for it.

I wanted Roopa to feel my love and the same excitement as I felt while kissing and fondling her.

"Yes, continue," Roopa said, biting her lower lip. I understood that Roopa was excited as I, to start this phase of married life and make love to each other.

I felt her breasts collided with my hard chest. I kissed her bosoms lovingly, and my tongue circled her each breast. I squeezed her right breast while sucking her left nipple.

"Pree.. tam..." Roopa moaned.

"It's heaven to feel you, Roopa," I said, and Roopa smiled hugging me.

I kissed her belly and played on her navel with my tongue. I removed her remaining clothes and mine too.

"Roopa, let's become one," I said, and she kissed me giving her nod.


Finally, I was about to enter her, but her phone rang. Disgusting is a small word to say. She looked at the phone and received the call.

"What? Where?" Roopa asked.

"I will be there within ten minutes," Roopa said.

Roopa disconnected the call and glanced at me. I already got dressed as I guessed what's going to happen.

"Terrorists planned to blast the railway station and bus station. I must go before anything happens. My team is coming there. I should save the people," Roopa said, and I didn't reply to her.

Roopa got ready in her police uniform and left the house. I chuckled, recalling her promise of managing both the family and profession.

Is this what she said about handling both her professional and personal life?

It was not about my desires or anything else, but I hated her going like that on the first night. Isn't it the minimum common sense to not leave a person after evoking the desires in him? I had not explained her my feelings at that time, but I hated her act of going away from me on the first night, one more time for her duty.