Begum Lied to Sultan

Gulaab POV

I closed the door behind him.

And, OHH MYY GOD!!!

I couldn't believe that he would go mad after it.

I thought he wouldn't be giving me any attention but it was different.

And moreover, he misunderstood the situation. My lips widened and my heart flattered hearing his apologies.

I sucked on my lower lip remembering how he was running behind me to apologize.

And he was still calling me standing behind the door.

"GO AWAY!!!"

He screamed and I shivered.

He was continuously tapping on the door and my heart was pounding madly hearing that.

I had to stay silent for some time. I wanted to see how far he could go to get my apology.

Moreover, I was angry with him. Why he drunk so much? Why he did all those?

I shook my head to come out of those thoughts and stepped inside the huge pool.

The warm water soothed my nerves and I stroked my arm with my fingers.

"Begum, let me in" He requested, and I smiled looking at his condition.

I engaged myself in the bath and washed my hair too. I let the warm water clean and soothe my body.

After taking the bath, I washed the leftover water with a cotton cloth and wrapped my long and wet hair.

I tied the skirt of the pair that I chose to wear today. It was a heavily embroidered lehnga of sea green color.

I slipped my arms in the blouse and tied a string to keep into the place. While wearing it I remembered how Sultan sucked all over my breast. A small smile appeared on my face feeling that I was someone special to him.

I knew he never touched or seen any woman and thinking what would be his reaction my heart flattered. He sucked my buds like a small baby craving for his me time. I could feel how peaceful he felt when I sat in his lap and hugged him for some time.

Suddenly, I came out of thoughts when he tapped one more time.

"Open this door," I could feel roughness and anger in his voice but there was a feeling of concern hiding in his voice. He was after me since he woke up and I didn't think that he would stop himself until I talk to him.

I quickly placed the dupatta on my head and unhooked the door. The door opened and I looked at him.

His messy hair, tanned big naked body standing tall in front of me. He looked at me with pleading eyes and my words hung in my throat. Looking at his dark pink lips I remembered that they were on my chest yesterday.

My heart beats raced and I instantly diverted my gaze.

I turned aside and chose to walk to my chamber back.

He was following me and said.

"Please talk to me, I am so sorry. I know I hurt you and my mistake is unforgivable but please. Begum."

He was saying while we entered my chamber and my sight fell on Nagma and a few more attendees.

They looked at Sultan and I looked at Sultan. He looks worried and he didn't even care as if attendees were watching him like that.

"Begum, please listen to me"

He said and my heart starts beating madly.

I looked at attendees whose eyes came out of socket and mouth hung open.

"Privacy!!!"

I said the very next moment realizing what Sultan was saying.

They started walking out and I turned my heels to the room inside my chamber.

I pushed the door open and entered into the dressing part.

I walked towards the huge mirror while Sultan was still following me.

I stood against the mirror and looked at Sultan who walked towards me with tense line and said.

"Begum, please talk to me," He said.

My heart was feeling as it would come out of my skin. I never thought Sultan would be chasing me for a mistake he didn't even do.

I said softly.

"Ji"

He came closer and said.

"I don't remember anything. Please, tell me did I hurt you a lot?"

He asked and I remembered how he touched my lower part with his fingers and even slid it slightly inside it. My stomach twisted remembering it and I could still feel his touch there.

"Please," He said and I came out of my thoughts.

I didn't know what to tell.

I removed my dupatta and opened the cotton cloth to dry my hair.

I was looking at him through the mirror when his gaze stuck at my hair.

"You were very rude and harsh last night. I thought you would kill me."

His attention quickly diverted me and he said.

"I am so sorry, please. I wasn't in my senses. I didn't know how it happened I was just feeling bad looking at you and Ibrahim."

"Yeah, I saw that yesternight," I said lowering my gaze trying to hide my slight smile.

His face turned sad and he came closer.

I was looking at his shivering fingers when he touched my arms lightly.

His fingers slowly moved towards my waist and then to my back. My lashes forced close when I felt his rough skin against my back pulling me softly in a hug.

I placed my forehead against his chest and my heartbeat felt like racing to no extent. His naked, well-carved body was warm to feel. The roughness and strength were there that was necessary for a warrior.

The slight baby hair looking beautiful.

"Begum, I am really very sorry. I didn't know that this would happen. I dared to touch you without your permission and I don't even know how badly I behaved yesterday. I know I must be rude and rough with you as you those marks over your chest. I just want to promise that this would never ever happen again. I will try all my hard and best to keep you happy and erase this memory. Can you please tell me what exactly happened if you are comfortable"

He muttered and my heart fluttered. But, realizing what he asked at the end made me slightly shocked.

I released the hug and without looking at him said.

"Umm, I came to your chamber and I saw you drinking. I tried to stop you but you were very angry and pissed off at me. We had a fight and you threw me over the bed. You started removing my clothes. I tried to protest but you are strong"

I was saying and lifted my gaze to look at him. His face turned red out of guilt and I could sense it. Seeing him like that my heart hurt but I need him to stop drinking.

"Then, you forced yourself on me and did everything. You bit on my chest and touched even more places. After that, I wasn't able to stop you. I cried a lot and then you slept"

His lips trembled and he wasn't even able to say anything.

He bit his lips in pain and I slowly cupped his face.

I didn't know but seeing him like that was paining me even more.

I placed the smallest kiss on his chest and said.

"It wasn't your fault. It was your alcohol. I know you never did it if you weren't drunk."

He nodded and said.

"But, nothing can justify it ever. I forced myself on my own wife and it would never change for me."

He pulled his hands back slowly and I looked at him taking his step back.

I didn't want to hurt him.

I held his wrist and he stopped looking at me.

"Won't you help me,"

He thinned his eyebrows and I said.

"I have slight pain in my hand because of last night. Can you help me in drying my hair?"

He nodded and I stood back facing the mirror again.

He was standing behind and I was looking at his messy hair and those dark pink lips.

He bit his lips when he slowly touched a part of my hair. I smiled as he was staring at my long hair.

I knew he was fond of my hair and that could help him come out of his guilt a little bit.

But, I wasn't stopping my torture until he was giving up on drunkard nights.

I felt him slowly feathering my hair with his fingers and my heartbeats were changing their rhythm whenever his fingers accidentally touching my back.

He moved his gaze to the ash pot and blew it a little to create the huge smoke.

The surrounding filled with fragrant smoke and my sight was just fixed over my Sultan's messy hair.

He lifted his gaze and he looked into my eyes through the mirror. My heart stopped and I remembered everything that happened yesterday.

"You played with my buds a lot, yesterday," I said slowly and he turned his gaze from my eyes to hair.

"Umm, yeah I remember it slightly." He said with a sad emotion and I asked.

"Did you like it?"

I didn't realize how stupid this question sounded and he lifted his gaze to look into my eyes.

"I would have loved to have the whole night if it didn't happen."

My heart just came out of my skin listening to him.

Whole night as in the whole night.

I could imagine how insane I would go if he literally sucks me the whole night.

Imagining that I felt goosebumps over my chest.

"But, I don't think I deserve any of your sympathy, love, and body"

He said and put the ash pot on the table.

I smiled looking at his face and said.

"Can you tie these?" I asked pulling my hair aside and he said.

"Sure," He was trying hard not to touch my skin again and again as he tied all the strings without looking at me.

I left my hair and they again bounced till my hips. His sight was stealing glances at my hair when I lightly brushed them with fingers.

He stood beside, crossing his arms as if he had so many questions in his mind.

I chose to stay silent and opened the jewelry box. I chose a matching neckpiece and secured it around my neck.

His sight was fixed over me when he asked slowly.

"Did you feel anything except pain last night?"

I looked at him through the mirror as my heart beats raced hearing him slightly.

I didn't know what to answer. Honestly, it was not pain but his possessiveness barking over me. If he hated me nobody could stop him from killing me when he was that drunk but all he wanted was to hear that I belonged to him.

I looked into his deep, suffering eyes and couldn't stop myself from saying.

"Very much,"

The time around us slowed down when I said it and the tensed lines on his forehead slightly became translucent.

Suddenly my attention caught by a voice.

"Begum Sahiba, An attendee has come to tell that Ibrahim Sultan is waiting for the Breakfast in Dastarkhan. He is asking for Sultan."

She said and I looked at Sultan.

"I am coming," He said looking at me and I felt he had so much to tell me.

He looked at me for some moments silently with painful eyes and took his steps away outside the chamber.

I diverted my gaze back to the mirror to get ready.

I completed my look quickly as Ibrahim told me that he would leave today.

I turned on my heels to reach the place they were having the breakfast.

I entered and my sight fell on both of them as they were washing their hands after the food.

"Bhabhi jaan, you here?"

He said looking at me and my sight instantly moved to look at Sultan.

He slightly lowered his gaze and I could sense his jealousy.

"Ji, I got to know that you are leaving so I thought to bid you goodbye"

I said smiling.

He smiled and said.

"I am feeling very good that you came to meet me. But, you haven't cooked me anything. I am expecting a treat on my next"

He said and I smiled.

"Ofcourse," I said.

"Bhabhi jaan, I felt really good meeting you. Please forgive me if I committed any mistake unknowingly."

I smiled looking at him and said.

"I really enjoyed your company too. And will keep in mind whenever you taught"

He smiled and said.

"Bhabhi jaan my wedding is fixed on the first day of next month. I really want you to come also along with Bhai jaan and my sister Zeenat"

He said and for a moment I felt this was undigestable. But I nodded,

"Sure,"

I looked at Sultan who was looking at us from the corner of his eyes.

"I will meet Zeenat Aapa before going"

He said and walked away from there leaving me and Sultan alone.

I looked at Sultan who was standing afar from me and asked.

"Will you come with me?"

I lowered my gaze for a moment as I didn't know what to say. I didn't know anyone in his family. And I didn't know how would they behave with me.

"You will feel better with changed environment and you will love the way for sure,"

He tried again and I nodded.

"Okay, I will come with you,"

I said and he nodded.

"Umm, I have some work to finish. Also, you can ask some attendees to pack your essentials for the trip"

"Okay," I said slowly.

He left me there and then I thought to meet Zeenat begum too.

It's long since I met her.

I diverted my steps towards Zeenat Begum chamber.

I reached her chamber and entered.

She was playing with the baby when her gaze shifted to me.

"Begum, I was missing you" She said with the wide smile and signalled me to sit by tapping on the bed slightly.

I nodded and asked.

"How are you and baby now?"

She smiled and playing with the baby said.

"Me and baby are playing and enjoying," I laughed a little looking at them as the baby laughed slightly.

"You tell, how are you?"

She asked and lifted my gaze from baby to her.

"I am also good, Ibrahim told me about his wedding."

"Yeah, he also told me. My mother is wishing me come. You should also join us. Pleaseee..." She said with pleading eyes and I agreed.

"Ji"

"By the way Begum, Rafiq seems upset today. Something happened?"

She asked and my face changed a little.

Should I tell her?

"Umm, nothing much we had a small fight"

I tried to say.

"Why? And Sultan fought with you?" She asked and continued.

"This is miraculous."

"Really?"

"Yeah, he don't fight so easily. He is like okay with everything." She said.

"By the way what happened? If you don't mind telling me."

"Actually, he was drinking yesterday and he was seeming so off mood for past few days. He was pissed off with me and Ibrahim talking to each other. He was drunk and when I tried to stop him. We had a fight. He got a little wild and tried to make out with me. But, he stopped eventually"

I said and I looked at her expression changing from shock to a wide smile.

"And in morning he saw some of his bites over my chest and thought that forced himself on me."

"He thought, he forced himself on you?" She asked.

"Yeah," I agreed slowly.

"Oh my God, he will be literally begging you for that. I know him." She said and laughed.

I chuckled and told her.

"He is chasing me since morning."

He laughed and said.

"Someone is being in love. But you should forgive him soon"

She said.

"Not until he gave up on drink-"

I was cut off by a manly familiar voice.

"You lied to me?"

I looked at Sultan standing at the entrance and adrenaline rushed to my body.