Chapter Nineteen: Rehna Tu

Her fingers turned the pages of the book she had been staring at blankly for the last hour, Uma’s words ringing in her head. She inhaled deeply, resting her head against the headboard. She hadn’t seen Raj since he had ran into her in the hallway, given that he had left with Uma and Anjali to go back to the hospital.

 

She exhaled slowly, her earlier conversation with Uma replaying in her head. The sharp ache of her words lingered in her mind, tears stinging her eyes. She hated that she couldn’t fault Uma for her protectiveness, because she was right.

 

She had hurt him.

 

She was lying to herself if she thought that they could just be friends.

 

For fuck’s sake, she hadn’t even been able to stop herself from kissing him when he had been upset about his…

 

She shook her head, gritting her teeth as she fought against the warmth the memory of their brief kiss gave her. She wanted to tell herself that it had just been for comfort, but she knew it hadn’t been.

 

Her phone buzzed in against her leg and she looked down, a small smile gracing her face as she read it.

 

Pooja Nair: Hey love! Just checking on you. Did you get to Chicago safely?

 

Ananya Iyer: Yeah, I did. Raj’s dad is doing well.

 

Pooja Nair: How was it seeing Uma Aunty again?

 

Ananya Iyer: LOL.

 

She stared at the phone for a while longer, waiting for a response. Pooja’s face showed up on the screen instead.

 

“Didn’t go well, I take it?” Pooja asked, jumping right into it. Ananya sighed.

 

“She warned me against Raj.” She stated. Pooja fell silent, exhaling.

 

“Uh… wow. Desi soap opera much?” Pooja noted wryly. Ananya snickered. “I knew she would say something, but I didn’t expect her to get straight to the point like that.”

 

Ananya chuckled humorlessly, shaking her head. “She told me that she wasn’t stupid, and that anyone could see that there’s still…”

 

“She isn’t wrong.” Pooja said gently.

 

“There’s nothing there Pooja.” Her voice was resigned, and she let out an unsteady breath. “I… I hurt him. There’s no way I can make up for-”

 

“What did we say about the past?” Pooja interrupted, admonishing. Ananya laughed unsteadily.

 

“Flush it down the toilet?”

 

“Look, Anu. I’m not one to advocate for you getting back together with him. I don’t know what he thinks, but I most certainly know that there is something there on your side.” She paused, considering her next words carefully. “And if I were to hazard a guess, I would suspect that he’s struggling with it too.” She said quietly.

 

There was a long, heavy silence as Ananya absorbed her words.

 

“I don’t know. He… it’s complicated. I know I shouldn’t feel this way about him. We’re just barely friends. But he… we almost kissed, again and I just — I’m so fucking confused.” She said, the last sentence coming out on a frustrated breath. She cursed, exhaling sharply. Pooja stayed silent, listening.

 

“You know, maybe it’s not such a bad thing. Maybe this is what you need.”

 

She swallowed hard, closing her eyes. “What if it doesn’t work out? Assuming that he also…”

 

“Then you get closure.” Pooja said softly.

 

Ananya sat down on the bed, her heart sinking. She inhaled deeply, trying to ease the sudden tightness in her chest.

 

The door clicked and she looked up, meeting Raj’s gaze as he stepped into the room. His mouth opened in apology and she shook her head, turning into the phone.

 

“I’ll call you later, okay Pooja?”

 

“Of course. Love you.”

 

“I love you too.” She murmured, hanging up the phone. She directed her eyes back to his, smiling slightly. He cleared his throat as he shut the door gently behind himself. Mid-morning light streamed through the windows, and he squinted as a ray hit him in the eye.

 

“How’s Papa doing?” She asked after a beat.

 

“The doctors say he will be fine. He’s so excited to get out of the hospital and go back to work. Ma is there with him right now, and Di went home with Javi for a bit.” Raj said, his mouth quirking up. The exasperation in his voice was tempered by clear affection for his father, and she couldn’t help but smile with him. She found herself oddly relieved that some things hadn’t changed.

 

There was a moment of silence before Raj spoke again, his voice tentative. “I can be ready to leave in an hour, if you-”

 

She cut in, shaking her head. “Oh, no, take your time. I’m in no rush to leave, I can stay the weekend. They probably would like you to stay. I can stay at a hotel.”

 

“Don’t be silly.” He said sharply. Her mouth snapped shut and he sighed, running his hand through his hair. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have… I just… you’re not unwelcome here.” He said finally.

 

She regarded him for a moment, an amused smile tugging at her lips. “I’m not unwelcome?”

 

“You know what I meant. I just…” He trailed off, pressing his lips together. “You came with me without a second thought, Anya, the least I can do is…”

 

“Stop acting as if you’re indebted to me. I didn’t do you a favor, I did it because that’s what friends do.” She snapped, her eyes flashing. He took a step back, his eyes narrowing. Her jaw tightened in frustration, and she looked away.

 

“Are we friends, Ananya?” He asked, his gaze piercing. Her stomach dropped to her feet, recognizing the dangerous edge in his voice.

 

“What sort of an idiotic question is that? Of course we –”

 

“You know what I meant.” He interrupted, stepping forward. She leaned back on her heels, her heart pounding loudly in her ears. She drew a deep breath, raising her eyes to meet his directly.

 

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean, Raj.”

 

“Don’t pull that bullshit.”

 

“What the fuck do you want me to say?” She exclaimed, throwing her hands up. “Do you want me to tell you that I still have feelings for you? Is that what you’re fucking looking for? That three years later, I still haven’t moved on even though I know I don’t deserve you?”

 

She inhaled sharply as soon as the words left her mouth, her breath growing shallow. His face paled. She closed her eyes and tilted her face back, squeezing her lids shut against the sting of angry tears. He swallowed audibly, his fingers curling into his palms as he resisted the urge to draw her into his arms.

 

“How many times do I have to say that I’m sorry for you to believe it?” She whispered brokenly. He looked at the ground, knots tightening around his heart. A heavy silence stretched between them, laden with lost words.

 

“I believe you.” He said finally. Dark laughter escaped her, and she just shook her head. He stepped closer to her, his eyes drifting over her face. “I believe you.” He repeated, his voice more urgent.

 

Her eyes opened, and his fingers touched the underside of her chin, raising her face to look up at his. He could feel the breath underneath her skin as she inhaled, his nose almost touching hers.

 

“I believe you.” He said again, his other hand ghosting across her skin, brushing her hair behind her ear. Goosebumps crept up her arms as he touched his lips to hers gently, his fingers sliding down to cup her face. Restraint dangled by a gossamer thread, their bodies held together only by the soft touch of the kiss.

 

She sighed into his mouth, her hands crumpling the material of his shirt. His restraint snapped, his fingers sliding through her hair, deepening the kiss as her mouth opened underneath his. He pulled her closer, stepping between her legs as his lips left hers, pressing against the skin just beneath her ear. They backed up against the bed, his knees hitting the edge. She moaned, his stubble reddening her skin as heat pooled in her stomach.

 

“Raj.” She gasped as his tongue brushed against the sensitive skin of her collarbone. Her hands tangled in his hair, and he lifted his head to kiss her again.

 

“I believe you.” He murmured the words against her lips. She stilled, leaning back to look at him. Her hair had come out of its ponytail, threads resting against her cheek in disarray, the hair tie hanging low on her neck.

 

Uncertainty appeared in her eyes, her gaze searching his face to discern his sincerity. His chest tightened once he registered the doubt, sensing her trying to put distance between them as her body shifted.

 

He didn’t want her to leave.

 

He cupped her face in his hand, his fingers sliding up to push a stray lock behind her ear. His lips brushed against hers lightly, seeking to reassure as he pulled back to look at her.

 

His eyes were clear, devoid of the careful guard that had been there since they had bumped into each other at the wedding. His thumb trailed across her cheek, brushing the loose hair from her face in a gesture that was achingly familiar.

 

“Anya.”

 

The tenderness in his voice nearly broke her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, tilting her head to meld their lips together. She breathed in deeply, leaning her forehead against his.

 

This was where she wanted to be.

 

His fingers tightened against her waist as his lips lazily trailed a path down her neck, teasing. She lifted his face back to hers, her fingers tugging at his hair. He chuckled softly against her lips but it dissolved under the intensity of their kiss, knocking the breath from them. Their kisses grew more desperate as they longed to feel their skin against each others. She moaned when his lips trailed across her collarbone, his tongue soothing the gentle nip. She shivered when his fingers slipped between the lowest buttons on her shirt, her stomach flattening against his hand.  

 

She slid the shirt off her shoulders, letting it pool on the bedroom floor. His eyes darkened almost immediately in response, dipping to the shadows of her cleavage. He dropped his head to place a kiss between her breasts. She arched her back as he brushed the tips of his thumbs against the sensitive peaks, gently cupping them. She moved to straddle him more fully, her tongue sliding between his.

 

She fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, kissing her way down his chest as they leaned back onto the bed. The rest of their clothes ended up in a pile by the side of the bed. He groaned when her fingers touched him, his body jumping in response.

 

“Shit, Anya.” His curse dissolved into a low moan, his hands tangling in her hair that now spilled around her shoulders. It took everything he had to stop her, gently tugging her up. She looked at him questioningly and he shook his head, smiling wryly.

 

“Not right now.” He said, flipping them over. Her eyes widened for a moment before they fluttered shut, his fingers sending heady warmth throughout her body. Her fingers curled into her palms, her hips lifting off of the bed as pleasure filled her.

 

He leaned over her, kissing her forehead before pressing his lips to hers. He lifted her onto him, her hair falling around his shoulders as her hips rocked forward. Her dark eyes looked directly into his, and he reached up, his fingers pushing her hair back gently.

 

Emotion flooded him, his fingers ghosting across the peak of her nose and down her lips as her eyes fluttered shut at his touch. Her skin was warm against his, her stomach rising and falling as she breathed. He almost wanted to run away from the intensity of his feelings, his pulse racing in his chest.

 

She stilled noticeably above him, concern and fear flitting across her face. He shook his head, swallowing the tightness in his throat as his fingers tangled in her hair.

 

“Anya, I…” His voice was hoarse, the tone behind her name filling the space of the words he couldn’t say.

 

She touched her forehead to his, their lips gently brushing together.

 

She leaned back and paused, adjusting herself against him. His fingers curled around her waist, raising her up as she found a rhythm. His hips thrust up to meet hers, their sighs and moans becoming one as they moved towards a crescendo, lingering in satisfied warmth.

 

Her eyes met his as she leaned over him, her skin pressed against his. The barriers between them slid away, angry words and shattered promises giving way to just them. Their lips melded together, fingers tangling together.


Song: Rehna Tu

Artist: A.R. Rahman, Benny Dayal, Tanvi Shah


Note: I hope you enjoyed it! After all the waiting for this… 😉 I recommend looking up the lyrics to this song (special shoutout to Twigs for this) to see why I liked it.

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Love always,

MN.

35 thoughts on “Chapter Nineteen: Rehna Tu

  1. Ok… Wat suddenly changed … Just the confession that she still has feelings for him??
    Glad that they are together again , but is one of them gonna regret the love making later?

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  2. Ok that was intense! I just hope none regrets n intact it is the much needed push for them to move towards each other coz honestly they are not doing well trying to stay apart.
    Waiting to read more …

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  3. I liked the way you ended – barriers slither away; angry words, broken promises all exit making room for just ‘them’. It was time….Glad Raj believes her genuine remorse. Doubts will linger for lil while probably..Very little while me hoping 😉

    Btw I was wondering as I began reading the update, can’t Raj not find his own way back. Why should Ananya hang round still….Well, if things did not develop the way it did. I would have felt after doing what she did – drive Raj, met the family, papa is better so be on her way back.

    Also pooja was spot on about the getting closure thing.

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  4. Woah… that was very unexpected…!
    This wasn’t the ‘heat of the moment’ thing.. they meant it.. and it happened just after her confession.. is that enough..?i hope they wont regret this ever…!!
    And this will be a start to their new begining…
    They have such intensity between them.. it was beautiful…😍😍😚😘😘

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  5. Wow..so hot..hope they one regret…its seems heat of the moment..bottled up feelings in making out but I genuinely hope that Raj is not angry any more and Anya knows what she wants.

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  6. Awesome beautiful update.
    Loved the talk between Pooja and anya.she is completely right to give it a try.
    And bang on they did.
    Hope they clears all the doubts and there will be no regret at all.
    Continue soon.

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  7. This update is beautiful I loved it. This was long overdue.

    Raj just needed one confession from her, to accept her back in his life truly.

    Their union is like union of two souls & not just two bodies. Its full of love, longing, passion & romance.

    Hope so after this, Ananya & Raj give their relation a fresh start & this time it will be “Till death do us apart”

    Impatiently waiting for chapter 20.

    (orchids8888 from IF)

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  8. Locking in room work well done raj 😜

    I so so so loved it finally thy let it go still have along way to go yet thy removed the distance n acknowledged the feelings

    So happy

    Amazing update eagerly waiting to read after passion talks

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  9. Wow! Intemse homecoming I would say. Hope there is no regrets from both and they can make an effort to Begin Again together or if it does not work at least find closure from it all!

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  10. Finally…. its been acknowledged, and that’s how the new journey starts, sigh!!! Often, you don’t need so many words to express yourself, I guess that’s exactly what Anya does, a honest confession and Raj is right there for her, the two souls finally can have some peace.

    Beautifully written, emotions and sensuality, both balanced so well. Waiting for the next already….. as always!!!

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  11. Rehna tu – a plea or a demand? Especially since neither has left the other. Beautifully done! I just hope that this is not the type of closure Pooja was referring to but rather a new beginning for both of them together.

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  12. Finally, is it? Or not. But another beginning indeed.
    Dil, sambhal jaa zara.. Phir mohabbat karne chala hai tu..

    What a great start for reopenings. And what’s sweet about the reopenings is the familiarity. While the newness is the beauty of beginnings, familiarity takes us to another level in reopenings. I hope this familiarity makes the two feel at home and make a home. ❤

    Love,
    Reveur.

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  13. wow..finally they reached that point where she couldn’t pretend to be okay and he couldn’t overlook her pain..will they begin from here,without regret?i hope so..
    Awesome chapter:)
    this is the point i was waiting for..i like how you brought them together here..nice:)

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  14. They did it! Now I just hope they don’t regret this. They seem to be on the way towards a new beginning. Hoping for some happiness and good time for these star crossed lovers.
    I can’t watch the video, Choti.
    Love the song though. Will try and watch it on youtube.

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  15. Intense!

    Did he come to make really peace with her or was he just waiting to her what she still felt?

    Finally i am glad they moved ahead but still they have a long way as without addressing the elephant, it can just be hard.

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